From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

Noisy, clamorous, restless.

The screening room of the Chinese Theatre was anything but quiet.

Because this was Anson's first work after his breakout success with "Spider-Man," because this was the last hope after the ups and downs of this year's holiday season, because the shock and impact of tonight's red carpet premiere was still lingering.

Hearts surged.

Between the crisscrossing gazes, one could clearly feel everyone's excitement.

At this moment, media reporters were already brewing tomorrow's storm; but obviously, mainly fashion reporters, while film reporters were on standby, trying to present the premiere in a more vivid way with words, bringing some novelty to the monotonous premiere reports, their brains simply couldn't calm down, and their moods couldn't settle.

Even when the audience was all seated, the rustling, secretly surging excitement and agitation still couldn't completely subside. Although no one was shouting or making noise, one could clearly feel the restlessness in the air.

And, when Anson entered, it reached another small peak.

In fact, Anson tried to keep a low profile, without security personnel or entourage, entering the screening room alone, without making any special noise.

However, he was immediately recognized by the audience.

The rustling commotion spread throughout the screening room in an instant, so much so that Anson had to smile and greet the audience on both sides of the aisle, and finally gave Tom, who was coming towards him, a big hug.

Amidst a burst of whispering jokes, Anson and Tom were successfully seated.

But unexpectedly, the audience burst into heart-wrenching shouts.

"Anson, so handsome."

As a result, Anson replied loudly, "Be careful, you might fall in love after the movie ends."

Haha.

The whole place erupted in laughter.

Before tonight—

Another movie release, another premiere, the one hundred and first time in 2002. People generally believed that such events lacked novelty and highlights, and were nothing more than the same old screams and clichés of praise. Leaving aside the quality of the film, anyway, premieres were always the same:

The actors and directors tirelessly emphasized how much effort they put into making the film and sincerely hoped that the audience would like it.

Media reporters then tirelessly and boringly emphasized how grand the premiere was, how confident the main creative team was, and that the audience really should go to the cinema.

A scene of harmony and joy.

Tonight was different.

The enthusiasm of the fans, Anson's appearance, and topics outside the movie quietly occupied the field of vision. Although there was no novelty, it truly made the premiere a party, temporarily forgetting those soulless, formulaic clichés, to feel, to enjoy, to revel.

A Christmas miracle seemed to be unfolding.

Before his eyes, amidst a burst of laughter and commotion, someone whistled—

It just wouldn't quiet down.

Anson, who was about to sit down, stood up again, spread his hands and shrugged gently.

"Believe me, you won't want to miss the chance to show off tonight's experience to your friends, so let us take the lead and enjoy it first."

"How about it?"

Teasing, joking, while also carrying a bit of self-praising uprightness.

Haha, hahaha.

The whole place erupted in laughter.

Melvin looked at Anson in astonishment, watching the screening room become more and more lively, more and more noisy, unable to calm down at all. Was this definitely the right thing to do?

But then he saw.

Anson didn't sit down, but turned to face the audience, gently raising and waving his hands, actively asking for applause.

This action immediately made the audience collectively cheer and jeer. Even the fellow guests who attended the premiere tonight looked at each other and applauded, one or two not knowing what Anson was up to.

However, even Steven and Tom generously offered applause, so why should others hesitate?

Just join in the fun.

Anson began to wave his hands, as if a conductor standing in front of an orchestra, the applause rising steadily, even with whistles and cheers joining in.

Until—

A rest.

Anson retracted his hands.

The audience didn't react for a moment, reflexively following Anson's actions, firmly closing their mouths. In an instant, the screening room was silent.

Immediately afterwards, Anson snapped his fingers towards the projection room.

Turned around.

Sat down.

All in one go.

The screening room lights went out, and a beam of light from the projector fell on the big screen.

The movie finally began to play.

However.

In the darkness, the audience and guests finally realized what was happening at this moment, widening their eyes and exchanging glances, both shocked and amused, but for a moment they couldn't find the right words to express themselves, one or two looking at each other dumbfounded like fools.

Quietly, a smile crept onto the corners of their mouths.

But the wonderful thing was, this time no one spoke, and there was no more noise.

The only thing that could be confirmed was that the storm in their minds hadn't stopped.

"The Washington Post", Anson Wood seems to have a kind of magic, light and witty, humorous and playful. He always seems to be teasing the other party, but the other party doesn't feel offended, but instead joins the revelry. Tonight's premiere, Anson once again showed this magic, even making people curious and expectant before the movie even started, which is a quality that Steven Spielberg or Tom Hanks movies have never had.

Right on the mark.

This is Anson's charm, firmly grasping the audience's attention, making them look forward to it.

A premiere is a premiere, but it's not just a premiere.

In any case, "Catch Me If You Can" has begun, on Christmas Eve—

Steven has always said that he considers himself a genre film commercial director. He likes Alfred Hitchcock and John Ford. He never thought he could win an Oscar, nor did he want to confine himself to the framework of art films.

Entertainment. Imagination.

These have always been important elements of Steven's film creation.

This year's summer blockbuster "Minority Report" was too serious and too earnest, so this time in "Catch Me If You Can", Steven returned to his familiar style.

The opening shows a little humor.

Using comics as the movie's opening credits, with a retro feel, immediately grabbing the audience's attention; and cutting into the story in a playful way at the end of the credits.

"Thank you very much, welcome everyone to 'True or False'."

A retro television entertainment variety show.

The entire screening room was full of question marks, with all sorts of guesses starting to emerge, but overall, this wasn't a shocking surprise.

Opening a movie with a television program, pulling back the camera to show a character watching television or a movie, is not uncommon in history.

However, the real surprise followed closely.

"Our first guest, he has made himself the most shameless imposter living by impersonation. This is someone our show has never invited before, and you will soon know what I mean."

Along with the introduction of the game show host, on the television screen, three men in pilot uniforms came into view.

The one in the center...wait, isn't that tall and handsome man Anson?