I remember one evening in 1994, steaming in a hot bath, when it suddenly occurred to me that I might have finally run out of Mondays on The Hot Zone, a movie I'd been working on more or less constantly all year. Every Friday, after I'd spent a full week keeping the package - the director, script, and stars - together, it would fall apart again. Every weekend I had to hustle to put it back together. Every Monday morning the press would call to ask (for example), "Is it true that Ridley Scott [the director] is dropping out?" "Of course not," I would reply, relieved not to be lying (at least for the moment). Then the package would threaten to fall apart again, I would put it back together, and another Monday would come. "Of course not." "Of course not." "Why would you think that?" It was the most unstable project I'd ever worked on.
- From Hello, He Lied and Other Truths from the Hollywood Trenches by Lynda Obst
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