Now see how close you can copy it.
"All ready?
START your ACTION!" he barked.

"Camera!" Brutally absorbed in his work he might be; callous to the tragedy in Jean's eyes at what might have happened; unfeeling in his greedy seizure of her horror as good "stuff" for Muriel Gay to mimic.

Yet the man's energy was dynamic; his callousness was born of his passion for the making of good pictures.

He swept even Jean out of the emotional whirlpool and into the calm, steady current of the work they had to do.
He instructed Pete to count as spoiled those fifteen feet of film which recorded Jean's swift horror.

But Pete Lowry did not always follow slavishly his instructions.