#dream alan rickman

[severus-snaps]

another snape dream (not mine this time)

my boyfriend (note: boyfriend of a few weeks) had a dream the other night in which our wedding anniversary was interrupted by a 50ft tall Snape

so, 1. he wasn't scared of telling me that he'd dreamt of us married so the vibes are right and i love that for us, and 2. he knows and accepts that he plays second fiddle to my obsession with snape, to the extent that alan rickman himself could successfully crash our wedding anniversary

[wetfloor-sign09]

Rest in Peace to the amazing actress Maggie Smith thank you such for amazing performances that many people grew up on

[sinclairbryantswife]

I had a dream today where i watched another Alan Rickman film that i haven't seen yet and it's about Sinclair Bryant taking revenge somehow by accidentally murdering Natalie's brother while trying to help an elder lady cross the road..

[the-uncanny-dag]

Perhaps if Alan Rickman wasn't such an effortlessly charismatic & fuckable actor, we wouldn't be in this mess

[tart-with-heart]

I was not built for the corporate world I was built for whatever Rowan Atkinson did to those gifts in Love Actually.

[diary-of-a-dream]

2.10.2025

This dream was a bizarre one.

I knew at one point I’d been dreaming and tried waking myself up, but I “woke up” in a summer camp scenario with people from my high school where all of our mattresses were laid out on the floor. In the previous dream, I found out that my period started and I was really alarmed because I don’t bleed since I’m on testosterone, so I desperately needed to find a bathroom. That carried over to this dream, so I was annoyed with myself when I accidentally mixed up my clothes with someone else who was desperately trying to find her black bottoms. As soon as I found them for her, I rushed to the bathroom.

There was only one bathroom and it was up a flight of stairs. The door was open so I went in and saw a boy. I apologized and ducked out. Once he came out, we acknowledged each other, embarrassed, and I made a joke about the door being open.

Once the bathroom was free I rushed inside, but my mom stopped me and said, “would it help if I had these bipolar sauces?” and took two bottles from a shelf that were connected at the top by a string. (IRL, I have bipolar.) As she was explaining the sauces I started chewing on the shelf for some reason?? My mom finished with, “so next time you eat ramen you could try these!” I said sure just to get her to leave before we realized I’d left bite marks on the shelf, which she pointed out with a chuckle and then left.

The door to the bathroom wouldn’t close all the way so I figured as long as it was closed most of the way it was fine. In the bathroom were lots of plants, two hot running baths with colored water, and multiple sinks and toilets. It was actually a really pretty bathroom but I inwardly remarked how weird it was that there were two toilets sitting together with no divider.

Almost as soon as I sat down on one of the toilets, three boys entered. Once I made my presence known, two of them apologized and left, but one of them kept asking a question that sounded like, “before I leave, can I put on 9:30 XM?” But he was saying it so quickly I couldn’t understand him and asked him to repeat himself twice. I understood that he wanted to tune his speaker into a radio station and ok but then please leave.

Instead, the boy kept nonchalantly chatting with me and I could not get him to leave no matter what I did. I kept telling him to gtfo and he continued to chat away. I lifted up my huge white skirts to show him I was sitting on a toilet (because apparently I was wearing a wedding dress??) in the hopes that it could make him feel uncomfortable enough to leave. I also apparently had this huge tattoo of Severus Snape on my thigh, and when I lifted my skirts, the boy came closer and excitedly commented on the tattoo and said how sad it was that Alan Rickman is dead. I was getting extremely fed up at this point and said, “okay, that’s it, I’m just gonna start peeing, I don’t care.”

So I did, and when I looked up, to my absolute horror, a dozen more boys appeared in the bathroom, all chattering together and ignoring me. That indicated to me that I was dreaming, so I snapped awake.

[truefandemonium]

Dream role in theatre?

The Victim in Closet Land.

What I wouldn’t give to play her on stage.

This gives me breathing problems 🥵

[devonellington]

Tues. Feb. 21, 2023: Incoming Storms, Literal and Figurative

image courtesy of Hans  via pixabay.com Tuesday, February 21, 2023 Waxing Moon Mardi Gras Cloudy and cold, incoming storms I hope you had a lovely weekend, and I’m looking forward to our usual Tuesday catch up. Friday, I finished, polished, and uploaded tomorrow’s Process Muse post. The plan is to get all of the March posts written, polished, and uploaded this week, and hopefully get…

[muiitoloko]

Hello! Are your requests open? If so, can I request an Alan x child actress reader? Like they're staring in a tv show or something as father daughter. I kinda want some fluff goodness 🥺. Since Alan never had children but I know he's great with kids and he's a method actor if I remember correctly. Not sure about the plot tho so you could have creative freedom with it :)).

Title: Lights, Camera, Fatherhood.

Summary: Alan Rickman reflects on the emotional power of acting as he auditions with a young girl to play his on-screen daughter, forming a bond that promises to shine in their upcoming series.

Pairing: Alan Rickman & Fem! Reader

Warning: none.

Author's Notes: Hello! Yes, my requests are open 😄, and I have to say, this idea is absolutely adorable! 🥺 I can already imagine Alan being all fatherly and sweet on set while staying in character. Thanks for trusting me with the creative freedom—this one’s going to be fun! 😄✨

Also read on Ao3

You sat on the edge of a worn leather bench in the waiting room, your small legs swinging back and forth nervously. Your hands gripped the sides of the bench as you glanced around at the other children and their parents, all of them looking just as anxious as you. Your mom sat beside you, offering a reassuring smile every now and then, but you could still feel the butterflies swirling in your stomach.

This was the final audition. You’d already been pre-selected, and now you were here, just one more step away from possibly landing the role of the daughter in a TV series—a role that had the entire cast and crew abuzz. But what made your heart race even more was the fact that the character who would play your father was none other than Alan Rickman, Professor Snape himself.

You’d been dreaming about meeting him for weeks. In fact, you’d secretly practiced your lines in front of your Harry Potter books, imagining Snape’s voice responding to you. It was funny, really, that you would be auditioning with someone so famous, someone you’d seen in movies—and now you had a chance to be his on-screen daughter. But that also made it ten times more nerve-wracking.

“Mama, what if I mess up?” you whispered, your voice barely audible over the hum of the other families in the room.

Your mother squeezed your hand gently. “You won’t, sweetheart. You’ve worked so hard for this. Just be yourself, and everything will be okay.”

You nodded, biting your lip as you glanced at the closed door across the room. Every few minutes, it would open, and another child actress would come out, either smiling brightly or looking close to tears. Your heart raced every time the door moved, knowing your turn was getting closer.

And then it opened again.

A little girl walked out, her face a mix of relief and excitement. Behind her, you caught a glimpse of the tall figure of Alan Rickman, standing with the director, his hooked nose and sharp features unmistakable even from a distance. He looked just like he did in the movies, only without the long black robes. He was dressed in a simple, dark suit, but it was the same serious expression you’d seen as Professor Snape.

Your stomach flipped.

“Next, please!” the casting assistant called, her voice crisp as she glanced down at her clipboard.

Your mother gave you an encouraging nudge. “It’s your turn, darling.”

You swallowed hard and slid off the bench, your legs feeling a little wobbly as you walked toward the door. Your hands were clammy, and you had to remind yourself to breathe as the assistant led you into the audition room.

The space was larger than you expected, with cameras set up around the edges and a few people sitting at a long table in the back, watching intently. But it was Alan Rickman who caught your attention. He was standing near the center of the room, his hazel eyes sharp but kind, and he gave you a small, almost imperceptible smile as you walked in.

"Hello there," he said in that deep, unmistakable voice of his. It was softer than Snape’s, less stern, but still had that same gravitas that made your heart skip a beat. “You must be the next potential daughter of mine, hmm?”

You blinked, unsure if you were supposed to laugh, but your mom had always told you that a joke deserved a smile, so you grinned nervously.

Alan chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the edges as he took a step closer. “No need to be nervous. I don’t bite—unless the director insists upon it, of course.” He winked playfully, and that little gesture somehow made you feel a bit more at ease.

The director, who had been flipping through some notes, looked up and smiled warmly at you. “Okay, sweetie, we’re just going to run through a scene with Alan here to see how you two work together. Nothing to worry about, just have fun.”

Alan gave you an encouraging nod and gestured toward a couple of chairs that had been set up to mimic a living room. “Shall we, then?” he asked, his voice kind as he waited for you to join him.

You took a deep breath and nodded, moving to sit across from him. Your hands still trembled a little, but Alan seemed to sense that. He leaned in slightly and whispered, just loud enough for you to hear, “It’s just pretend. We’ll make it up as we go along.”

You nodded, and the director called, “Action!”

Alan’s whole demeanor changed in an instant. His posture stiffened slightly, and his expression became serious, though not in the intimidating way Snape might have been. He was now a concerned father, his eyes soft as he looked at you.

“Darling,” he began, his voice deep and measured, “why didn’t you tell me what was bothering you earlier? I thought we had agreed to talk about these things.”

Your heart thudded in your chest, but you remembered your lines. “I didn’t want you to be disappointed in me,” you said softly, doing your best to look down at your lap as if you were sad.

Alan’s brow furrowed, and he leaned forward, his voice full of warmth. “Disappointed? In you? Never. You’re my daughter, the most important person in my life.”

The words were simple, but the way he said them—so sincere, so full of emotion—made you feel like they were real, like you really were his daughter, and he was trying to make everything better. You glanced up at him, and for a moment, you forgot you were in an audition room.

“Really?” you asked, your voice trembling slightly, a bit of your real nervousness slipping into the scene.

Alan smiled softly, leaning closer. “Really,” he said. “You could never disappoint me. Not in a million years.”

Alan was a method actor, and you could feel him fully becoming the father character, his voice deep and filled with quiet emotion. He made you believe in the world of the story, and soon, your nervousness was forgotten.

But then, in the middle of one of his lines, Alan suddenly made a subtle, funny face—something that was out of character but just small enough for only you to catch it. Your eyes widened in surprise, and you almost giggled. He was playing with you, testing to see if you could keep your composure. You bit your lip and kept going, fighting the smile threatening to break across your face.

When the scene ended, the director nodded approvingly. “Very nice, both of you. The chemistry is really strong.”

Alan grinned and leaned down slightly, so only you could hear. “You didn’t laugh. Impressive. I might need to raise the stakes next time.”

You giggled softly, feeling lighter than you had before. "I can handle it."

As you left the room, Alan called out behind you, “Good luck, young lady. I think we’ll make a good team.”

You turned back, beaming, and gave him a little wave. “Thank you, Professor Snape!” you blurted out, and instantly regretted it, your cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

But Alan just chuckled, his smile warm and kind. “I think you’ll find I’m a bit nicer than that particular professor.”

As you walked back to your mother, you couldn’t stop smiling. She pulled you into a hug, her eyes twinkling with pride. “How did it go?”

“I think it went well,” you said, still beaming. “Alan Rickman’s really nice. And funny! I almost laughed during the scene, but I didn’t.”

Your mother smiled, brushing a piece of hair behind your ear. “That’s my girl. I’m so proud of you.”

As you sat back down on the bench, the nerves from before had completely disappeared, replaced by a warm glow of excitement. Whether or not you got the part, you knew you had just shared something special—a moment with a legendary actor who made you feel seen, comfortable, and brave.

And maybe, just maybe, you would get to spend more time working with him. After all, who wouldn’t want Alan Rickman as their TV dad?

Inside the audition room, Alan Rickman sat down with a sigh, running a hand through his silvering hair as the director approached him with a clipboard. His expression had shifted now that the young actress had left the room—no longer the warm, fatherly figure, but the methodical, critical professional that Alan embodied when it came to his craft.

The director, a man in his late forties with wire-rimmed glasses, flipped through a few pages of notes before looking up at Alan. “Well, Alan,” he began, “we’ve narrowed it down to three final candidates for the role of your on-screen daughter. All of them are talented in their own ways, but I wanted your take on them. You’re excellent with children, and frankly, I trust your judgment.”

Alan crossed one leg over the other, a thoughtful expression settling on his face. He had always approached his roles with meticulous care, and that extended to casting decisions. As much as he enjoyed the charm of working with child actors, he knew that the right choice here could make or break the emotional core of the show.

The director handed him a sheet with notes on each of the three candidates. Alan adjusted his glasses and skimmed through them before glancing back up. “Let’s start with the first one,” he said, his voice as smooth as ever but now tinged with a more professional edge.

“Emma, age 8. Strong presence, very polished. She’s already done a few commercials, so she knows her way around a camera,” the director explained, leaning back against the table.

Alan nodded, recalling the audition. “Yes, she has a natural confidence,” he agreed. “But I worry she might be too polished. Her delivery felt rehearsed, as if she was performing a routine rather than reacting naturally. With children, especially in this kind of intimate father-daughter dynamic, you need someone who can live in the moment. Emma’s a talented girl, but I didn’t feel that raw connection.”

The director pursed his lips, jotting down a note. “Fair point. And the second one, Sophie, she’s 9.”

Alan leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms as he thought. “Sophie,” he repeated, his hazel eyes narrowing slightly. “Sophie has presence, no doubt about that. But I sensed some hesitation. She’s got potential, but there was something... withheld in her performance. I’m not sure if it’s nerves or something deeper. It might come out with the right direction, but she’ll need more work to access her emotions fully.

He paused, looking directly at the director. “And in this role, the father-daughter relationship is crucial. If she’s holding back, it’ll create a distance that the audience will feel.”

The director nodded thoughtfully, flipping to the last candidate. “And then there’s the girl who just left, our youngest at 7 years old. Her name is—”

Alan cut in with a slight smile, “Yes, I remember her. The girl who almost called me ‘Professor Snape’.” His tone was laced with a dry humor, the kind that always softened the edge of his critiques.

The director chuckled. “Yes, that’s the one. What did you think?”

Alan took a moment, his fingers drumming lightly on the arm of the chair. “She’s got something,” he said after a pause. “She was nervous—understandable, of course, given the situation—but she didn’t let it control her. There’s a natural vulnerability there, and that’s what we need for this role. It’s not about delivering a perfect line or knowing how to hit your mark, not with a child this age. It’s about honesty.”

He leaned forward slightly, his voice lowering as if sharing a secret. “She made me believe she was genuinely afraid of disappointing her father. That’s the kind of performance you can’t teach. It’s instinctive.”

The director raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. “You think she could carry the emotional weight of the role, then?”

Alan nodded firmly. “Yes. She’s not as polished as the others, but that’s exactly why she works. She’s real. She reacts, she listens, and she’s willing to be open. With a little guidance, she’ll give us the authenticity we need. The audience won’t just see a performance; they’ll feel it.”

He paused, his eyes flickering with a warmth that belied the seriousness of the conversation. “Besides,” he added, his tone lightening, “I’m rather fond of her resilience. I tried to throw her off with a bit of improvisation, and she didn’t crack. That tells me she’s quick on her feet.”

The director smiled, clearly valuing Alan’s opinion. “That’s a good sign.”

Alan leaned back, his features softening as he reflected on the process. “One thing I’ve learned over the years, especially with children, is that you have to give them space to be themselves. If you try to shape them into what you think they should be, you lose what’s unique about them. She’s got that spark, and we’d be foolish not to let her run with it.”

The director nodded slowly, absorbing Alan’s words. “So, you think she’s the one?”

Alan smiled, his eyes twinkling with the kind of affection he reserved for special moments. “I think she’s more than capable. She’ll need encouragement, of course, but she’s got what the others don’t—a raw, emotional honesty. That’s something you can’t teach. And frankly,” he added with a wink, “I quite like the idea of having a daughter who’s not afraid to stand her ground against me.”

The director laughed. “Alright, I’ll make some notes. I trust your instincts, Alan. If you’re on board, I think we’ve found our girl.”

Alan nodded, his smile fading into a more serious expression as he leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest. “Yes. I think we have. And I’m looking forward to working with her.”

As the director scribbled down his thoughts, Alan glanced back at the closed door where the little girl had exited moments before. A part of him, deep down, had always longed to experience fatherhood, to guide and nurture a child. And while that part of his life had never materialized, acting—particularly in roles like this—allowed him to explore that side of himself in a way he never could in real life.

It was a bittersweet feeling, but as he prepared for what was to come, he knew one thing for certain: this was going to be a rewarding experience, for both him and the young actress.

"Let's make this happen," Alan said quietly, a hint of satisfaction in his voice.

And with that, the director nodded in agreement, sealing the fate of the young girl who would soon share the screen—and many memorable moments—with Alan Rickman.

[marianneblsck]

Alan rickman was an british actor and director he was born February 21 1946, he was a stage actor, then he got his frist movie “Die hard”. Alan rickman donated to charities, he helped people to not give up on themselves.Eager to share his experience. From 1972 alan rickman kept a pocket diary which he noted appointments, anniversaries. Opening nights and addresses.The entry was dated Dec. 4, 2002. In 2006, shortly after he was released from the hospital where he was treated for prostate cancer, which was diagnosed in 2005, Rickman decided to stay on in the films. Rickman died from pancreatic cancer in 2016 at the age of 69,Rickman didn't tell anyone others wise his close friends and family. When he made this first appearance in CBGB he played Hilly Kristal. He was funny and handsome of course and other kind things. Entertainment Weekly and People magazine reported.He was with his wife rima horton for years and years since he was 19 and she was 18 since 1977 until his death in 2016. He left his money to rima.What did Daniel Radcliffe say about Alan Rickman?

"I was so intimidated by Alan Rickman. How can you not be by that voice?" Radcliffe said of his late friend and castmate, who died in 2016. If alan was alive and still be acting a few years ago i would've been an actress. Its my dream. Maybe in another life. I get to work with him and helen mccrory and maggie smith and the harry potter cast who passed away if i had the chance to been born in the 50s. The 1950s.It would've been cool to work with them. When Alan Rickman played in the first harry potter movie “Harry Potter and The Philosophers stone” Or as you say “Harry Potter and The sorcerer's stone”He was 54 year old when he played in it and 64 years old when it ended. Mr Alan Rickman left all his money to his wif. has said it was hard to hear that he passed away. Alan and his wife had stayed together since 1977 since his death. Since alan rickman has passed away its been hard on his friends and family and his wife and his fans. We all miss him and once i published this.This is for Mr Alan Rickman we love you and miss you and thank you for being in this world with us and for emma. Im sorry you lost your best friend and for Rima im so so sorry you lost your lover. And to everyone else in his family im sorry you lost a uncle. An nephew a cousin a brother and of course a grandpa and great grandpa. He was and always will be an amazing man. He was and always will be the best actor. No matter what in spirit or not. Maybe in another universe cancer didn't win. He was handsome and no matter what we still hes still with us in our heart. Everyone went silent when he passed away

“Alan we love you dearly and wished you haven't passed away. Thank you for being an amazing man. We miss you”-SD

“We miss you so so so much”-EB

“I do take my work seriously and the way to do that is not to take yourself too seriously.”-alan rickman

“You cant judge the character your playing ever”-alan rickman

One time i read his diary it was cool and i cried. Back in 2014 he meet the queen on February 17.And this to his friend. Hi im elizabeth and im so sorry you lost a good friend. Im sorry you lost an amazing man. And for rima im sorry you lost your husband.he was amazing and handsome and kind. He was so glad to meet you. Too love you. To see you. To hear your beautiful voice. Life isn't fair. That you lost your husband. I cried when he found out when he passed away. I cried really really hard. Alan loved you very very much. And i know hes stil with you in spirit though

https://someonestolemycoffee.com/2016/01/14/why-i-cried-when-i-heard-about-alan-rickman/

[myclutteredbookshelf]

Maybe it's because there's only about a month left of Dracula Daily, but lately, I've been bombarded with dreams where I'm in or directing an adaptation of the novel. And the actors my subconscious has cast as the Count have been an . . . interesting selection, to say the least. So, I thought, what the hell:

[nanctjames]

A great reminder

At age 23, Tina Fey was working at a YMCA.

At age 23, Oprah was fired from her first reporting job.

At age 24, Stephen King was working as a janitor and living in a trailer.

At age 27, Vincent Van Gogh failed as a missionary and decided to go to art school.

At age 28, J.K. Rowling was a single parent living on welfare who was clinically depressed and at times has contemplated suicide.

At age 28, Wayne Coyne (from The Flaming Lips) was a fry cook.

At age 30, Harrison Ford was a carpenter.

At age 30, Martha Stewart was a stockbroker.

At age 37, Ang Lee was a stay-at-home-dad working odd jobs.

Julia Child released her first cookbook at age 39, and got her own cooking show at age 51.

Vera Wang failed to make the Olympic figure skating team, didn’t get the Editor-in-Chief position at Vogue, and designed her first dress at age 40.

Stan Lee didn’t release his first big comic book until he was 40.

Alan Rickman gave up his graphic design career to pursue acting at age 42.

Samuel L. Jackson didn’t get his first major movie role until he was 40.

Morgan Freeman landed his first MAJOR movie role at age 52.

Kathryn Bigelow only reached international success when she made The Hurt Locker at age 57.

Grandma Moses didn’t begin her painting career until age 76.

Louise Bourgeois didn’t become a famous artist until she was 78.

Whatever your dream is, it is not too late to achieve it. You aren’t a failure because you haven’t found fame and fortune by the age of 21.

Hell, it’s okay if you don’t even know what your dream is yet. Even if you’re flipping burgers, waiting tables or answering phones today, you never know where you’ll end up tomorrow.

Never tell yourself you’re too old to make it.

Never tell yourself you missed your chance.

Never tell yourself that you aren’t good enough.

You can do it. Whatever it is that sets your soul on fire.

[rickmaniac-forever]

For those who have never experienced love for an artist, to cry for one of them would be a silly thing because they think: how could you cry and feel so sorry for somebody you never knew personally?… but the truth is, when your favorite actor dies, it dies a part of your dreams too and when Alan Rickman (my favorite actor since I can remember) died I felt like all my motivations died too, my ilusion of meeting more about other country, language and culture (related to AR) because evertything reminded me to him and it felt like a knife… and it still feels sometimes. Today, it is 8 years since the terrible day Alan Rickman gone from this world but it feels like yesterday :(. I am happy that we shared this world together for a short time but sad that I never could met him. I hope his soul be happy.

[severus-snaps]

I'm so annoyed I just woke up then fell back asleep and had a dream that I was in a film as an extra with alan rickman (it was a weird sort of X-men film, but he was definitely dressed as Snape in DH, little tum and eyeshadow and voluminous wig and all). I had a chance to meet him afterwards bc I spotted him at the outside terrace of a bar, but I was dithering (he was with his wife and I didn't want to disturb them), then he disappeared inside the bar to pay. Obviously in pure dream fashion, there were no lights on inside the bar and it was a struggle and I couldn't find him, so I leave, and he and his wife have gone. I'm just about to give up hope when my friend starts shouting my name because he's just up the street, but again in dream fashion, my legs stop working and I can't run 🤣 anyway that would've been my second dream meeting with Alan Rickman, only in the first it was as himself (he remained dressed as Snape in the current dream). The first dream he was in a theatre vestibule and presumably in the afterlife, since I told him I was sorry for not appreciating him when he was alive but he's so talented and i love him especially as Snape. He said something very dry that I don't remember, but it was funny enough that I woke myself up laughing.

Love you, dream alan. May you continue to make my sleep interesting 😂

[venusofminsk]

i just had the freak nastiest dream about alan rickman wtf

[severussnape0109]

Alan Rickman Movie Checklist

- [x] Die Hard 1988

- [x] The January Man 1989

- [ ] Quigley Down Under 1990

- [x] Truly Madly Deeply 1990

- [ ] Closet Land 1991

- [ ] Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves 1991

- [ ] Close my Eyes 1991

- [ ] Bob Roberts 1994

- [ ] Mesmer 1994

- [x] An Awfully Big Adventure 1995

- [ ] Sense and Sensibility 1995

- [ ] Michael Collins 1996

- [ ] The Winter Guest 1997

- [ ] Judas Kiss 1998

- [ ] Dark Harbor 1998

- [x] Dogma 1999

- [ ] Galaxy Quest 1999

- [ ] Help! I’m a Fish 2000

- [ ] Blow Dry 2001

- [ ] Play 2001

- [x] Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone 2001

- [ ] The Search for John Gissing 2001

- [x] Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets 2002

- [x] Love Actually 2003

- [x] Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Askaban 2004

- [x] Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire 2005

- [x] The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy 2005

- [x ] Snow Cake 2006

- [ ] Perfume: The Story of Murderer 2006

- [ ] Noblel Son 2007

- [x] Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix 2007

- [x] Sweeny Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street 2007

- [ ] Bottle Shock 2008

- [x] Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince 2009

- [x] Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 2010

- [ ] The Wildest Dream 2010

- [ ] The Song of Lunch 2010

- [x] Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 2011

- [ ] The boy in the bubble 2011

- [x] Gambit 2012

- [ ] The Butler 2013

- [ ] A Promise 2013

- [x] Dust 2013

- [x] CBGB 2013

- [x] Dust (Short Film) 2014

- [ ] A Little Chaos 2014 (Directed and Starred)

- [ ] Eye in the Sky 2015

- [x] Alice Through the Looking Glass 2016