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Neve Campbell sat at a table in an upscale LA bar and silently fumed. Men are such jerks, she thought angrily. And women can be such sluts, she noted to herself. What had the young starlet in such a foul mood was losing a part in a movie to of all people a fucking supermodel! Helen Christiansen who Neve felt couldn’t act her way out of a paper bag. All she could do was strut around naked or nearly naked. But that’s what got her the fucking role! Neve wanted to break away from the Scream-like movies or even the erotic thrillers like Wild Things. She wanted to be able to explore other genres; comedy, romance, hell even westerns. Getting typecast was the kiss of death in Hollywood! And the worst typecast for a woman was to have only “nude” roles available. New Line had recently bought the movie rights to a best selling novel by a relatively new author. Buzz had it that the movie could easily be another Star Wars or Lord of the Rings. As the novel was one of a series of books by the same