These were the thoughts that percolated my brain as I was coming up with the plot for Gold Rush, which centres on a young woman named Rose working in a similar job to mine. At one of the company parties, she meets a famous musician, Milo Jax. He’s charming, charismatic, and devastatingly attractive. They spend an evening together and Rose wakes up alone, confused and unable to remember how the night ended. What happens next is a meditation on consent, power, and celebrity culture that, I hope, offers an insight into the consequences of being blinded by that aforementioned shine.
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