From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

Chaos. Commotion. Noise.

The crew was bustling, a tangled mess, making one feel restless and unable to calm down.

Ideas are beautiful, but reality can often encounter difficulties.

Although Anson's idea successfully resolved the chaotic situation caused by the crew's plan change, everything was sudden. Chaos had already formed, and the issued instructions still needed to overcome numerous difficulties between execution and effectiveness.

The scene was a complete mess.

Things were clearly not that simple.

At this moment, one could see James Keach's shortcomings as a producer. His on-site experience, overall management, personnel scheduling, and so on were all a mess. He looked at the mess before him, at a loss and unable to start.

Then, Lucas stepped in.

Originally, Lucas came to Memphis purely to learn and gain experience—

He knew nothing about film production, and his professional knowledge was almost zero. If Forest Pictures wanted to truly gain a foothold in Hollywood, then he at least needed to understand how a film crew operated.

But now, looking at the mess before him, enough was enough.

Indeed, Lucas knew nothing about film production; but managing a team and a project, how to plan, how to delegate, how to control the situation, was as easy as eating and drinking for Lucas. There was no difficulty at all.

One group of staff was responsible for the extras. According to the shooting schedule, the extras' first scene would not start until 3 PM.

Therefore, the extras only needed to sign in now and wait for lunch.

During the waiting period, the extras who had signed in would show their prepared 1950s costumes to the styling team to confirm that they met the requirements.

One group of staff was responsible for maintaining order on the set, ensuring that the "amateurs" wandering around could find their way back to their designated areas, ensuring that the order of the set could return to normal—

Clearing space for the crew to prepare for shooting.

Like tidying up a room, restoring order and restoring organization.

One group of staff was responsible for guiding the onlookers, including museum visitors, ensuring that they were separated from the extras and entered the "audience area" for watching the filming, preventing them from wandering aimlessly.

Professionalism.

This was the key word for the crew. Only those who clearly knew their job responsibilities could move freely on the set; while others should be active in their corresponding areas to avoid disturbing the order.

In no time, the street returned to normal operation. The crowds and formations entered their respective areas like a tangram puzzle. The field of vision became clear again, and the rustling and chattering noises in the air returned to normal levels. The crew seemed finally ready to start the formal shooting.

Without a doubt, everything before them was brand new—

Previously, Anson had also shot independent small-budget films, such as "The Butterfly Effect", "Elephant", "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind", etc., but these crews had never encountered such a situation.

So, was this because of Anson?

If Anson had not been so willful and impulsive, and everything had proceeded according to plan, they would not have faced the current chaotic situation.

However, Lucas did not think so.

Anson's situation was also an accident. Anson had already done his best to control the situation within his capabilities. He could not be blamed for being willful.

Moreover, even if it really was Anson's problem, similar situations were countless in Hollywood—the willfulness of big-name actors, conflicts between major actors, conflicts between actors and directors, and so on. Film crews were no different from other company projects in essence—

Accidents and sudden events were objective realities.

The real key was the means to solve the problem.

The chaos lasted for half an hour, but it finally stabilized. Lucas stepped in to control the situation, and the crew returned to normal.

However, the lingering atmosphere in the air continued to stir.

Dallas Roberts seemed a little irritable.

The atmosphere of the crew… was a mess.

He knew that all the talk about the crew's chaos was just an excuse. What he was really worried about was the upcoming filming, but honestly, the crew's current noise and crowding made it impossible for him to calm down and prepare for today's filming.

In the movie, Dallas played Sam Phillips, the owner of Sun Records, and also the discoverer of Elvis Presley and Johnny Cash.

This was not Dallas's first time acting, but it was indeed his first movie.

He had been working on the small screen for many years, but had never gotten more opportunities. "Walk the Line" did not seem like a big project, but it became different because of Anson and Reese's presence, and he would also play such an important role, which was a breakthrough in his career.

Dallas was both nervous and excited.

But then, an accident happened—

Originally, his scenes were not until two weeks later, and he had a full half month to prepare; he had even envisioned going to the set to watch the filming and gain experience, taking the opportunity to get to know Anson and other actors. If everything went smoothly, he would be ready when his turn came.

As a result, it was moved up two weeks. He was not mentally prepared, and it just happened like this.

Yesterday, he received a notice that his scenes would be filmed first today.

Dallas's mind went blank—

Tomorrow? In less than twelve hours?

What if he forgot his lines? What if he froze in front of the camera? What if Anson didn't like his performance and replaced him?

Dallas wanted to die.

He stayed up all night making pancakes last night, and came to the set with two dark circles under his eyes. Even before he started, his terrible state made the makeup artist gasp.

Dallas had a bad feeling. He felt that today's filming would be a disaster.

Then, seeing the chaotic scene of the crew, he fell into despair, torn between anxiety and nervousness, and couldn't help but start biting his nails.

What to do? What to do? What to do? What to do?

He might ruin the best opportunity of his career, and then the first opportunity would turn into the last opportunity, and his big screen dream would be shattered.

"Hey, Dallas!"

A call almost made Dallas fall down.