I was an intern on this movie when I was 17 :))) And I owe Zac Efron an apology. Here goes:

An angry producer dude in Oakley sunglasses told me rule #1 of being on set was WE COULDN’T TALK TO ZAC EFRON. NO WAY. DON’T EVEN LOOK AT HIM. Zac was at Beatles-level stardom to 14 year olds during 2008 — girls were chasing him all over the grounds of the high school where we were shooting, banging on…

Saw this at a q&a last night because New York is the best city in the world, and aside from the fact that I will have to sue the filmmakers over using my life story without permission, I loved this movie. To me, this is a coming of age story, and I now believe all coming of age stories should be about people entering theirs 30s. Like being 17 or 18, being in your late 20s is such a confusing…