Taken from Metro, by Frances Morton.
Sunshine and bright lights, heatache and hope. It's tough being a Kiwi actor in LA.
On Fountain Avenue in West Hollywood is an elegant 1920s stucco building with a turret and a turquoise swimming pool out back that's become known as the unofficial New Zealand embassy.
It's home to actress Fleur Saville, former home of Rose McIver and Gin Wigmore and emergency housing, support office and function venue for New Zealand actors and filmmakers touching down at LAX on a wave of confidence.
Saville meets me at the door, petite and blonde with those familiar pretty pointy features that always get her on casting lists for an English elf. There's a suitcase in the hallway belonging to an Auckland director, in town briefly and staying on the couch. A life-sized photograph of Humphrey bogart hovers above the stairway.
"Marilyn Monroe supposedly used to write here," says Saville as we step into her office.
"I didn't know Marilyn Monroe wrote," I say. "Exactly," she replies.
Whether it's true or not, it's a great rumour, and the dark-panelled room has a convincing old-Hollywood vibe.
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