Big Kid Pictures in association with Team Downey are gearing up to begin filming on the Warner Bros. Pictures feature film "The Judge" starring Robert Downey Jr. along with an amazing all-star cast. Shooting will take place in Boston, MA and surrounding locations beginning on June 3, 2013. The local casting directors are holding two open casting calls in Massachusetts for people to work on the film as extras, and also for people who have cars and trucks to use in the movie. The open casting calls are being held in the City of Boston, and in the historic Village of Shelburne Falls.

Starring in "The Judge" is two time Academy Award nominee Robert Downey Jr; Academy Award winner Robert Duvall; Academy Award winner Billy Bob Thornton; Academy Award nominee Vera Farmiga; Primetime Emmy Award nominee Vincent D'Onofrio; two-time Teen Choice Awards nominee Leighton Meester; Teen Choice Awards nominee Dax Shepard; and "World War Z" star Eric West rounds out the top roles. Filmmaker David Dobkin will direct from a screenplay written by Bill Dubuque with original script drafts by Nick Schenk and David Seidler.

There's a dark problem today, as always
'Nother black thought as our arms shuffle past
In the hallway

Hannah, you know
Hannah done sleep on my floor every day
Simple and slow
It grows

Now the clock's done ticking on my own motivation
Hannah, you kill with a look and your own special brand of temptation
Hannah
Hannah, you know, you're doin' it
Hannah done sleep on my floor every day
Simple and slow
It grows

And... now he's stumblin' in his buckskin
We're rootin' for a suicide
He's a boy-king, but he's a bastard with a problem
She's a stomping beast, and a dark demanding child

No small wonder that this boy's little war toys
Got him bombed on the carpet
Brown-out in the townhouse
I believe I'd conceive to exhibit all the prowess of a paper-bag soldier
Burn out
Hannah's not home
Trippin' trippin' trippin' blowin' it

How did I find you?
Did I remind you of the boy at the Louvre?
Watching you move
Behind oil
For five hundred years

Out of the furnace
Into the forest
The harvest of my youth
Tell me the truth
Do you?
Does anyone anymore?

I have come to believe
If a man does his deeds
While he is missing the wine
He's already died
A hundred times

Do you remember
Seven Septembers of
Sacred Rendevous
Spreading
Only for you
Will you remember
Tipping the vendor
How we used to groove
Spreading

But my fear and my pride
Left a shadow inside
With a note on the door
And a card on the floor
Like a hundred times before

First it was nearly
Then it was barely
Now it seems pretty far
When you were tipsy
I was a wizard with a silver star

I will spare the details
Of the rocks and the nails