The city tells her secrets at midnight.

“Everyone leaves fingerprints. Most just don’t realize where.”

A 1910 tale, retold in the distant future.

The story of Lady Molly fascinated me. She was ahead of her time. She was the John Wick of literature, an adventure waiting to be told. She was a Charlie's Angel before television. She was Bond, James Bond, wrapped up in glam, solving crimes only a woman could, before cinema had sound.“They mistake my quiet for permission. That’s their first mistake," is Lady Molly's big catchphrase.I related to this plenty. As a teenager and later early twentysomething doing film research on locations, true story testimonies, Manhattan life, where I would be inspired on filming action sequences for a film I might not make for decades, and all things an aspiring James Cameron slash Peter Jackson might, people I met in high fashion and Hollywood careers always believed in me. The outside world did not. I wasn't going to direct a John Wick, let alone someone be someday financing a John Wick style film, and definitely not star in one film like that. I needed to get married and aspire to be someone's significant other, being an extension of him as my personality. Or anything else, sexist in tone. If you could name any way someone might underestimate me, it happened.

Film research, I did! I felt like Cinderella, age 14 and older, as the coolest people I never expected answered my questions about on camera hair and makeup, fashion, screenwriting, and film scoring. The most fun I ever had was doing light test runs of my Lady Molly looks and seeing the responses, then using that to develop the character's look and better pen people's real reactions to her.As with all of my screenplay ideas, I fell in love with Lady Molly when I was going to school. All of my life, people have told me, as if ignoring my dreams of filmmaking and music, those who felt I should not be some old guy's housewife spending mornings spending his money, "You should be an actress." Hearing that forever feels fairly weird. Be an actress, how? I was going to walk into any casting room, and they would fire Meryl Streep? The average public is a bit silly with how instantly they think one becomes an A-list film star.Lady Molly was my answer. I was going to design a role for myself, for women, for everyone who has ever been belittled. Showcasing that true power is best exercised when no one sees it coming. Revenge is a dish not only served sweet, it's served in sweeping cinematic fashion. The outside world was not going to box me into a narrow minded vision of who I would be. If I were going to be an actress, I would show everyone how it's done: with perfection and boldness. Romcom? Ha! Think Lady Molly, action film star who speaks her mind.with love,
Nicole Russin-McFarland

Goal release date: December 25, 2031


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