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Ann Scott (b. 3 November 1965, Paris, France) is a French novelist.
She is regarded as a social realist for her novels, which paint detailed portraits of contemporary youth haunted by teenage boredom, drugs, materialism, status obsession and social trangression. Her second novel Superstars has given her a cult status in France.
She was born and raised in Paris, France. Her mother is a news photographer of Russian descent, and her father, a French businessman and art collector.
At age 16, she moved alone to London, England where she became a musician, playing drums with local punk bands. At 18, she turned to fashion modelling for three years and was one of the first tattooed fashion model to break through in prêt-à-porter and couture in the eighties.
She is now a fiction writer and the author of six novels including Superstars which has become a cult novel translated in several countries. She also publishes short stories in magazines and co-wrote Paradize for French band Indochine for their album of the same title.
Actors: Ted J. Kent (editor), Johnny Mack Brown (actor), Dick Curtis (actor), Steve Darrell (actor), William Haade (actor), Fuzzy Knight (actor), Franklin Parker (actor), Sherman L. Lowe (writer), Sherman L. Lowe (writer), Will Cowan (director), Lane Bradford (actor), Carl Sepulveda (actor), Will Cowan (producer), Deuce Spriggins (actor), Tex Williams (actor),
Plot: In this remake of and using stock-footage from 1941's "Arizona Cyclone," Tex Williams is a daredevil freight-line driver who, with the aid of his pals Smokey and Deuce, wipes out the crooked rival line, and has enough time left over, from this shorts' twenty-six minutes (correct time) , to toss in four songs.
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