From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

Quietly, Gloria sat there, tears streaming down her face, sobbing uncontrollably—from the moment Peter said he couldn't, the tears wouldn't stop.

She had followed Peter on this journey, watching him grow step by step from a shy and unassuming bookworm into a brave superhero bearing responsibility.

Rejecting Mary Jane wasn't because love had disappeared; quite the opposite, it was because of deep love that he chose to turn away, sacrificing himself to protect the one he loved.

He had already lost Uncle Ben, then Norman, and almost lost Mary Jane. He was about to lose Harry, and he couldn't and wouldn't dare risk it again.

Despite the pain, he still turned and embraced his destiny with his head held high.

The skinny boy with black-rimmed glasses who was ridiculed and bullied by classmates with paper balls had finally grown into Spider-Man, shouldering the responsibility of New York's justice.

Oh, God.

Gloria was in the darkness, just letting the sadness burst forth.

However.

There was no sound in the screening room.

It has been said more than once that in France, the end of a movie is not the end. All viewers will patiently wait for the credits to finish—if not 100%, then certainly the vast majority, because they believe that watching the credits is a respect for the movie and the movie crew.

After all, behind a movie, there is a huge team supporting and cooperating.

But that's just Europe.

In the United States, especially in 2002 when Easter eggs weren't popular, audiences didn't have that habit.

But now, it was different—

Everything was silent, without a sound.

The screening room was immersed in it, whether moved or shocked, or surging or thoughtful, or shocked or surprised, all kinds of thoughts intertwined:

If even Robert Ebert was surprised, then the shock and impact on ordinary viewers would not be surprising.

People expected a popcorn movie, entering the cinema with two hours of lighthearted fun—of course, this was indeed a popcorn movie, a typical popcorn movie, with smooth narrative and no dull moments throughout, completely unaware of the passage of time, an absolutely enjoyable time.

However! But!

Unexpectedly, the popcorn actually cooked up a Michelin three-star effect. A bucket of fragrant, crispy, 부담 없는 purely enjoyable popcorn was definitely full of stamina. After chewing and seeing the bottom, they sat there and couldn't help but start to savor it, and for a while they were stunned in place.

Most importantly, in the last scene of the movie, there was such a picture—

The Twin Towers.

The Twin Towers, which were destroyed in the "9/11" incident last year, have become a scar in the hearts of countless people. More than half a year has passed, and no one dares to untie it easily. Whether to preserve the ruins or rebuild the building has also sparked widespread controversy, and it will not heal in the short term.

And now, viewers saw the Twin Towers again.

This was the first time people had seen the Twin Towers in a movie after the incident. Watching Spider-Man's agile figure moving between skyscrapers, his thin shoulders seemed to be carrying the responsibility of protecting New York. This short scene made people who had not recovered from the pain stunned.

The channel between film and reality opened up like this.

Silence, spreading.

Thoughts, surging.

At first, it was just a small accident, and they didn't react for a while. In addition, this was a premiere, and the guests and reporters showed their quality, and did not rashly break the atmosphere; but slowly, slowly, the surge and surge in the silence collided with sparks.

Eyes, looking at the big screen again.

Those subtitles, the names of those crew members, also had different powers—

They need to thank Sam Raimi, they need to thank Anson Wood, they need to thank every crew member behind the scenes.

It is such a crew that produced such a movie, a story about a superhero, but even more a story about the growth of an ordinary teenager.

Unlike the countless stories of heroes on the big screen, Peter Parker has troubles and pains. He makes mistakes and does stupid things. He is just a middle school student from an ordinary family, but he has to stumble and grow up quickly, learn to face responsibility and learn to bear responsibility, and then step into real life.

Such a popcorn story with a tragic undertone allows the audience to see different sides of superheroes, and also allows the audience to examine heroes from different perspectives.

In 2002, in the current era of overwhelming blockbusters, disaster types, science fiction types, action types, etc., all started a bombing mode, continuing the blockbuster era trend started by "Terminator" ten years ago, but now, "Spider-Man" opened a new situation for type movies in a different way.

Like a fresh breeze.

Silence, also has power.

The entrance of the Chinese Theater.

Suddenly, Blair turned to look at the door—

Judging from the time, the movie should be over, but why is there no movement inside?

Could it be that there is no end, is there still a post-screening interaction session today?

But, even if there is a post-screening interaction session, after the movie ends, there should be no movement in the screening room, right?

Wait, could it be that the movie flopped?

Not only Blair, but also a series of reporters on the scene were patiently waiting. They were not qualified to enter the premiere, but were preparing to wait at the door to interview the audience. They and the reporters who participated in the premiere were responsible for different parts, and comprehensively reported on the "Spider-Man" premiere.

At this time, those reporters couldn't help but look at each other, uneasy and uneasy:

Could it be that the first shot of the summer season after the "9/11" incident still failed to explode? Is it too early to return to normal life now?

"Blair?" Karen noticed and called out.

Blair didn't speak, just staring at the screening room door.

Without warning, a wave of air rolled in—

Clap clap.

Carefully listening, the sound wave was getting closer and closer, from low to high, gradually condensing into a huge energy, rushing like a storm.

The next second, boom.

Heat wave, flamboyant.

Clap clap. Clap clap clap!

That was, applause?

Everyone exchanged glances, separated by the wall and the door, they were a little unsure:

After all, this is just a premiere of a summer blockbuster, not the scene of European film festivals where狂热影迷 worship art films, a premiere? Applause? Is this too outrageous?

Or is it just a polite gesture?

Boom! Boom boom boom!

The sound wave was still rising, and even standing outside could clearly feel the rising heat wave, and the surging passion exploded.

Immediately overturned the guess, between the intertwined lines of sight, surprise and surprise instantly grabbed the heart:

Wait, the movie is… exploding?