Exploiting Hollywood 1980

"Hey, you can't encroach on the road. We are old acquaintances, and the line can't be on 43rd Street. Keep your line within the porch of the Ambassador Hotel and turn around the building." A New York police officer, towards the hotel The doorman shouted.

"Sir, I've been queuing around the hotel twice. If I don't relieve myself, I'm worried that something will happen." Concierge, the concierge manager in the lobby, walked out of the hotel, shook hands with the police officer, and quickly and covertly hid The $20 in hand was handed over.

"Okay, I'll call the other cops to help keep order. But the Knicks game next week?"

"It's all arranged, take the front seat," said the concierge manager.

The hotel's concierge manager is a distribution center for all kinds of in-demand resources, as well as a distribution center for gossip. He quickly got the cops in to help keep the damn cast in order.

"What are you doing? Why are there so many people?"

"An audition for a film crew." The concierge manager maintained a smile, but there was already some resentment in his heart. At that time, the manager of the Commerce Department didn't tell him that so many teenagers would come. It seems that all the handsome and beautiful people from New York high schools are concentrated here.

"Call the headquarters, call the headquarters, this is the police officer... Near the Ambassador Hotel on 43rd Street, a large number of people gathered for the movie audition event, and more police forces are needed to maintain order, over." The police officer turned on the radio on the police car and began to call support.

The crowd was still gathering in large numbers, and the two circles of people around the hotel finally flicked their tails onto 43rd Street. The number of people who came to audition continued to increase, eroding the streets layer by layer, and finally at nine o'clock in the morning, the streets were blocked.

"God, there are nearly 2,000 people looking at the posture. Except for those who accompanied the audition, almost 1,000 people came to audition. David, where did you find so many boys and girls who auditioned?" Director Alan Parker said in the Looking down from the window in the hotel room.

"Crooked? Where did these auditioners know about us? Is it a newspaper? Or a message from an agent? Neither?

Producer David Da Silva was on the phone with audition director Howard Fehr, who was downstairs at the audition.

"Let's go down and have a look." Director Parker came up and switched off the phone, pulling producer Da Silva downstairs.

"Everyone, listen to me, the audition is divided into four departments. Musical instruments and singing go to the hall on the left, dance and performance go to the right, where there is a dressing room for changing dance attire. Everyone will be treated equally, and we guarantee fair treatment. ."

Ronald was standing on a table in the lobby, holding an electric horn and explaining the rules to the auditioners.

"After you go in, there will be professional audition directors to interview you. Just do as they say and show your talents to your heart's content. Anyone who gets a green ticket, please go to the second floor from the front to continue the second round of interviews. Please leave through the back door of the hotel when you get it."

"Those who participate in more than two project interviews can queue up again, and each project can only be interviewed once..."

Producer Da Silva stopped a student-like auditioner, "Hey, how did you know about the audition here?"

"Haven't you received the gospel of the art school students? Here, go and call your friends. This is the best news in the New York show business circle in 10 years." The student who was stopped handed over a piece of letter paper.

"Here is the biggest good news in 10 years of New York show business! New Oscar-winning director's film, 47 signed roles, 600+ group performance opportunities, if you consider yourself a talented actor, dancer, singer, performer, Please bring your talents to the Ambassador Hotel, 43rd Street, time..."

"Shxt, Ronald did it. How many people did this guy get? Ronald! Ronald!" Producer Da Silva began to shout.

"Don't be silly here, go and audition for singers with Phil's subordinates. Remember not to find actors who obviously don't match the script"

"But Margaery and I... well, okay." Seeing the producer start glaring at him again, Ronald raised his hands in surrender and went to the interview room.

"Don't sigh, let's go to the second floor and wait for the candidates who pass the initial test." Director Parker was very satisfied with all this and took the producer upstairs.

"Next!"

After saying hello to Margery, Ronald also entered the singer's audition room.

Today he wears a beard and wears a suit and tie, giving the impression that he is a big Hollywood figure who can decide the fate of the candidates.

Ronald sat with a middle-aged female manager from the "Fair and Lizel" casting company, and a young man who learned to sing filed in, each with 30 seconds of singing time, waiting for fate 's ruling.

"Next!" the female manager called again.

"This seems to be a good song, shouldn't we choose?" Ronald was a little puzzled.

The female manager was Joanna Merlin, and she whispered in Ronald's ear, "The producer has already favored a black girl for the role, we just take a form, hear a particularly good one, and give her a pass. , to the group performance of the choir."

Ronald nodded in understanding, and said to the girl who was interviewing, "Did you bring an accompaniment tape?"

The girl puts the accompaniment tape into the recorder and sings "You Are The One That I Want" by Olivia Newton John.

The popularity of the movie "Grease" has not completely passed. There are many singers who auditioned for this song.

"Next." The female manager, Joanna Merlin, interrupted the girl who was halfway out of tune without hesitation.

The girl burst into tears on the spot, picked up her accompaniment tape, and ran out of the interview room.

Ronald felt like a butcher, auditioning like an assembly line in a slaughterhouse. My job is to kill one girl's acting dream after another.

Ronald was reluctant to be the villain who killed his dreams, and generally left Joanna to judge. After half an hour, he still couldn't bear it any longer, and asked:

"What kind of singer can be selected?"

"It's hard for me to describe, you know it when you hear it." Joanna, the female manager, shrugged.

Finally, when a singer was selected, Ronald understood a little what Joanna meant. A really good voice does not need judgment, and it is naturally different when it is sung.

Like a swan calling among crows, you know it when you hear it.

"What's your name?" Ronald wrote down her name on a piece of green paper, wrote the singer's name next to it, and handed it to her, "Go upstairs and turn left, there is a sign, and follow it to the second round interview room. Wait outside."

The black girl happily took the green note. He shouted "Yes" and ran up the stairs.

"Next person."

After a long time, Ronald heard another voice that stood out.

This time it was a white girl. He is not tall, with neat short hair, long and powerful eyelashes, a bit like a doll. The fly in the ointment is that there is a wide gap between her front teeth.

But when she opened her mouth, everyone forgot her appearance and focused on her singing.

Instead of a accompaniment, the girl sang "Just One Look" by Linda Ronstadt

This song is difficult to sing acapella. The original singing relies on the bass to bring out the rhythm, and there is no very clear melody line.

The girl can sing a cappella, not only the rhythm is right on point, but also the charm of the original song.

"Next" female manager Joanna called Pass.

"Wait a minute," Ronald stopped the girl who was about to go out and asked Joanna, "Why, doesn't she sing very well?"

Joanna leaned in and said, "She's white, and the producers don't want a strong white candidate." She gave Ronald a "you know" look.

"But she's more than enough to sing a chorus of ensembles?"

"The director may like her, you don't want to be fired, do you?" Joanna heard about Ronald's support for the black Gene.

"Okay, I'll report to the producer first, let's see what he means." Ronald picked up his notebook, clipped a green note in it, and said to the girl, "Come with me."

The girl didn't know why, so she followed Ronald upstairs.

"By the way, what's your name?"

"Madonna, two n."

"Madonna, wait for me here, I'll ask the producer to come out and see if I can give you a choir role."

Ronald asked Madonna to wait at the top of the stairs and went to confirm with producer Da Silva himself.

Madonna nodded in agreement, and a pair of restless eyes began to look around at all kinds of people who passed by.

Ronald walked into the room for the second test, walked up to Mr. Da Silva, who paid him his salary, and talked about Madonna's strength as a singer, and asked him whether it was suitable for her to pass the primary election.

Producer Da Silva smiled, this time Ronald finally remembered who was the boss.

"This is Madonna," Ronald introduced the girl to the producer. "She sings very well, like a young..."

"Yes, like a young Barbra Streisand," Da Silva continued.

"I wanted to say it was Linda Ronstadt, but you're the boss, say whatever you want." Ronald complained secretly.

"Are you Jewish?" Da Silva asked suddenly looking at Madonna's big nose.

"No, I'm Italian." Madonna brushed her hair impatiently.

"Also, you can play Jewish, your nose is over." The producer gave Ronald an admiring wink, as if to say, Little Ronnie, you did a good job this time.

"Come in with me, Madonna sings a song about Barbra Streisand's The Way We Were."

"That's what you said? It's not my fault that the director wants her to play." Ronald thought.