From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

Those eyes, filled with tears, were sorrowful and lonely, seeming to feel a deep helplessness, grabbing at the ankle, falling all the way down, sliding into the abyss.

The man was stunned, all his words stuck in his throat, a strange sadness gripping his heart tightly, his chest feeling like it had been hit hard.

Thousands of words swirled on the tip of his tongue, finally turning into a light sigh.

"Sorry."

The woman also wasn't as aggressive as usual, looking at the man with complicated eyes, not knowing how to speak, she said with a heavy nasal tone.

"I want to see this movie."

The man was taken aback, and blurted out instinctively, "What's so good about it?"

As soon as he said it, he regretted it, "Okay, we'll go to the cinema tomorrow to see it."

The woman also swallowed all the surging words deep in her throat, not arguing anymore, turning around and striding into the crowd.

The man was puzzled, but still followed closely behind.

Blair was gesturing wildly and excitedly discussing the movie with a newly acquainted friend, she believed Anson's choice of this movie wasn't a coincidence.

But some didn't agree, they thought Anson was too young and didn't understand Charlie Kaufman's excellent script at all, this should have been chosen for Anson by his agent, but they agreed with Anson's judgment—

Choosing to believe his agent.

Blair was arguing with them, trying to convince them that Anson was more than that, even Kate and Kristen treated Anson differently.

Then, Blair noticed two figures sneaking over to her right side, she subconsciously turned her head and nodded politely in greeting.

The woman quickly greeted her actively, "Do you think this is a comedy or a tragedy?"

Everyone was stunned, how should this be defined?

Blair thought for a moment, "The best comedies have a tragic core, just like Charlie Chaplin and Buster Keaton."

Wow!

A burst of noise.

The night grew deeper and deeper, but the party at the Angelica Film Center still seemed endless, the carnival night for film had no end.

And it continued all the way down.

"'Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind' ignites the passion of movie lovers, staging a carnival party."

"A festival for movie fans, a party for movie fans, 'Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind' debuts amidst applause and cheers."

"New York Sleepless Night—Anson Wood brings another surprise. Maybe we should start getting used to it, it's no longer a surprise."

"Angelica Film Center once again defends its honor as a sacred place in the hearts of New York art film lovers, bringing an unparalleled open-air screening experience to New York."

"Everyone is talking about 'Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind'!"

"Traffic paralyzed, sleepless nights, what exactly happened at the Angelica Film Center last night?"

"Ten thousand people celebrate! 'Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind' continues the romance of St. Patrick's Day."

"The focus of attention, but still exceeding expectations—'Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind' illuminates the night in New York!"

Praise, praise, and more praise.

Noisily, the entire North American continent's attention gathered.

Although the "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" crew didn't intend to directly fight "Dawn of the Dead", the media reporters also didn't intend to compare the two films together, after all, the ways they debuted were completely different.

However, it still happened like this.

The premiere of "Dawn of the Dead" at the Chinese Theatre in Los Angeles created many topics, remakes of classic movies can always seize the focus of topics, no matter the quality of the remake, the attention is already there.

But it's still not enough. Far from enough.

The number of media headlines for "Dawn of the Dead" suffered a comprehensive crushing.

Grand, overwhelming, countless.

The news media once again slapped themselves in the face with practical actions, their mouths didn't admit it, but their bodies were honest, while scolding Anson and constantly questioning him, they immediately paid close attention to Anson's every move and then couldn't wait to offer praise, fearing to fall behind and miss the trend.

Not only the quantity, but the quality as well.

The premiere of "Dawn of the Dead" was conventional and boring, the stingy and miserly Universal Pictures even refused to hold the premiere as a Halloween party, allowing movie fans to dress up as zombies for a collective carnival—

The media also couldn't make bricks without straw, even if they tried to report, the premiere didn't provide anything worth paying attention to.

In stark contrast was "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind", from head to toe, every aspect was a gimmick, randomly picking a topic could be written for hundreds or thousands of words, and even thirty or fifty media outlets could report in depth on different topics without repeating themselves, each one was wielding their pen and showing their talent, the quality of the reports naturally soared.

Then, it happened like this.

"Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind", which was preparing for a small-scale release and accurately targeting veteran movie fans and literary youth, unexpectedly broke out of the circle—

The most direct and magical thing was that the next day, many young people went to the Angelica Film Center to check in.

Yes, check in.

They didn't go to see the movie, and didn't seem to be interested in "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind", they just went to the huge promotional poster of "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" at the entrance of the Angelica Film Center to take pictures and sign in.

And... then there was no then.

Ripley saw this scene, her head was full of question marks, completely unable to understand what this strange behavior was, what were these young people thinking?

Or is it that the times are progressing too fast, so that they old people can't keep up?

Zack Snyder said: ...Speechless.

Waiting and waiting, finally waiting for his first directorial work, after a long production and arduous wait, the day of the film's release finally arrived, the flowers and drums of last night's premiere made him confident, believing that his beautiful future would slowly unfold.

Early this morning, he couldn't wait to open the "Los Angeles Times" to look for news headlines, this should be the historic moment when his name first appeared in print on the newspaper, unable to suppress his excitement and agitation, so much so that his palms were sweating, and even his fingertips were uncontrollably trembling.

The result—

"Anson Wood, lights up the sleepless night in New York, continuing his undefeated myth."

Zack was directly dumbfounded, Anson? Why would Anson appear on the front page of the sixth edition? What about them?

After rummaging for a while, carefully searching, he finally found a piece of tofu-sized text in the corner.

"'Dawn of the Dead' remake premiered yesterday."

Wait, that's it?

No praise, no rendering, not even Zack Snyder's name?

A dry sentence, that's all?

Zack simply couldn't believe his eyes, he carefully read the tofu piece, and it didn't mention the director's name at all, only saying that a "new director" was in charge, and this remake was receiving a lot of anticipation and questioning.

Zack was directly stunned, things could actually be done like this?

...Fuck!