Movie Master

Tucker-Toure walked out of the elevator whistling, walked briskly towards the office, saw the reception staff at the front desk, and showed a suave smile, "Sweetheart, you are so beautiful today, are you there tonight?" Interested in having dinner with me?"

"Mr. Toure, you are already late. Mr. Kavalaugh and Mr. Berkeley have already arrived at the company." The reception lady answered irrelevant questions, but there was no panic expression on her face. Obviously, she has long been used to Tucker's behavior. up.

Tucker didn't mind either, clutching his chest, and said playfully, "Your rejection has broken my heart." After getting a blank stare, Tucker turned around and moved on. I was joking with the staff all the way, and when I entered the office, it was already twenty minutes later.

Picking up the coffee prepared on the table, Tucker took a big sip, then took off his coat, and began to flip through the stack of newspapers at the corner of the table, but before he could sit down, Tucker suddenly stood up with a shocking glance When he got up, the coffee almost spilled on the table. But he didn't have the heart to take care of these details, and he directly pulled out the newspaper he had just glimpsed by accident. Originally, he was still praying because his eyes were dazzled, but when he saw the picture on the newspaper, Ta Ke only felt that his head began to tingle immediately, as if ten thousand ants were rolling over his head.

Tucker held the newspaper tightly, walked out of the office quickly, and slammed his right hand hard while gnashing his teeth, the door of the room slammed hard, slamming against the wall, and the entire door panel was in pain* *With that, everyone in the office raised their heads and looked over, and then saw Tucker sweeping towards Ryan's office like a tornado.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay - what happened? The sun was shining one minute before, and the sky is falling apart the next minute.

Ryan is sitting at his desk, thinking about the release plan of "Lost in Translation". He needs to have a meeting with Focus Pictures next week, so he must come up with an effective plan. Suddenly he heard a loud noise and a wave of air rushed towards his face, giving him the illusion that someone had broken into the door. When he raised his head, he saw Tucker with an ugly face.

Tucker slammed a newspaper onto Ryan's desk hard, causing the whole desk to tremble slightly. Ryan carefully looked at Tucker's slightly green face, and chuckled lightly, "What's the matter? You look like Shrek now."

Seeing Ryan's calm expression, Tucker patted the newspaper on the table, trying to explain it, but found that there was no way to talk about it, and finally he could only say, "Look, look!"

"Calm down, calm down, everyone in the company is watching you, you have to calm down." Ryan frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with Tucker's panic, but after all, he still looked down at the newspaper .

This is a "San Francisco Chronicle", which is not ranked in the top ten newspapers in the country, but can only be regarded as the top twenty newspapers, but on the West Coast, this is the only newspaper that can match the "San Francisco Chronicle". The newspapers that compete with the Los Angeles Times can rank among the top three on the west coast.

The date is today, September thirteenth.

The headline on the front page is the one-year anniversary of the "September 11 Incident". In addition, there are three news items on the front page. The first item is related to the mid-term elections... These news are really normal. There was hardly any surprise, Ryan raised his head and glanced at Tucker, his eyes were full of puzzlement, but Tucker pointed to the bottom, Ryan looked down suspiciously, and then saw a text message:

"The crew of "City of God" in the United States was threatened by gangsters in Rio de Janeiro!——For details, please refer to the twenty-fourth edition."

Ryan only felt that the temperature of all the blood in his body dropped in an instant, his limbs became icy cold in an instant, and his head couldn't even turn around. He just subconsciously turned the newspaper to the twenty-fourth page, and then saw an imposing Magnificent pictures.

It was a vast yellow playground, and it was very easy for people to have the illusion that this was a desert. There are a large number of black actors gathered around, two floor cameras and a boom camera are particularly conspicuous in the crowd, and everyone focuses their attention on the figure in the center - the man wearing a gray suit Shirt, wearing an earphone around his neck, his hands are gesticulating the structure of the shooting scene, and there is unparalleled concentration between the quiet brows, but even the overwhelming yellow sand can't block the brilliance.

It's Lancelot-Strello!

Ryan's breathing stopped for a moment, and he quickly read the report, which was far longer than expected, and could even catch up with the special report.

It was mentioned in the report that the "City of God" crew made a special trip to Rio de Janeiro for on-site shooting, the purpose is to present a real slum and let people see the real life hidden behind that prejudice. The whole report is a detailed introduction of "City of God", from the conception of creation to the core of thought, to the details of shooting, and it is presented in front of readers in all aspects.

At the end of the report, it was even mentioned that there is now a reporter stationed on the crew, updating the filming diary of "City of God" in real time in the form of a blog. This emerging reporting method is enthusiastically sought after by the younger generation.

"Blog?" Ryan's mind was full of question marks, of course he knew what it was.

Last year's 9/11 incident, the first to provide live photo reports was a blog from New York. Since then, people have also realized the power of the Internet, and blogs have sprung up like mushrooms after rain. However, extremes lead to opposites. Due to the rapid growth of blogs, but only a handful of effective information, the power of blogs as a news source is being weakened, and more power as a leader of public opinion is rising strongly.

But, blogging and the entertainment industry have nothing to do with half a cent!

"How is it possible, how did things happen like this?" Tucker paced back and forth anxiously in the office.

For a long time, Lance's abilities have been shown in film production, and his weaknesses in publicity, distribution, management, etc., not to mention company management. Originally, they thought that even if Lance invested in the filming of "City of God", he would disappear for a long time, and it would be even more difficult for independent films to win the attention of the media. They only need to push gently in the back, and "City of God" will be submerged in countless independent films, and the film can only be left in the storage room to collect dust, and it may not even be able to finish smoothly.

But now, not only is Calvin's sabotage plan bankrupt, but the film has also received the attention of mainstream American media!

Ryan forced himself to calm down, and felt a little dizzy when he saw Tucker walking around in front of him, "Stop! There is only one San Francisco Chronicle, and other mainstream media haven't paid attention to it, right?" Tucker thought for a while , and finally shook his head, "That's right, an independent film, no matter what, it can't make any waves, let's not mess ourselves up!"

Hearing this sentence, Tucker gradually calmed down, thought about it carefully, and couldn't help but nodded, "Unless Lance has the courage to directly cause a bomb incident, no one will pay attention to them." After finishing speaking, Tucker felt more relaxed, "No, even if he really has the guts, people's attention will be diverted to terrorist attacks instead of his trash movie."

This is fact, not disparaging.

It is an impossible task to attract the attention of the American media for a non-English independent work that does not have a large investment, does not have an outstanding cast, does not have a strong background, and is not even filmed in the United States. There are eight hundred similar films every year, even if they are on the stage of the Sundance Film Festival, most of these independent films are still unattended.

Ryan did not take it lightly, "Even so, Lance has managed to occupy a place here." Ryan waved the "San Francisco Chronicle" in his hand, the more he understood the difficulty of the matter, the more shocking he was. Ryan could barely imagine, how Lance did it, "Blog! What's up with this blog?"

Ryan suddenly realized this, Tucker took the newspaper, searched on it, successfully found the relevant information, then quickly tossed around on the computer, and then opened the blog.

The minimalist blog style, almost no frills, just reads "Javier Ulliel's blog, 'New York Times' correspondent in Brazil" in the title bar.

"New York Times", which made both Tucker and Ryan stunned, clicked on the latest piece of blog, and it was a piece of diary-the title was, "September 11th, now one year later."

"When I arrived at the set, Lance had just finished filming a scene. He was communicating with the young actors, and he seemed a little dissatisfied with the performance just now. Before I could find a seat and sit down, Albert suddenly shouted , 'Transfer! Transfer!' Everyone was busy immediately, and I was no exception.

I skillfully carried the portable camera equipment on my back, then helped to put away the light baffle next to it, and quickly ran to the truck on the side of the street, threw all the things on it, and then went back to help Hayden dismantle the camera equipment, Then put things on the truck. So repeatedly, I ran back and forth three times.

In just six minutes, the entire crew got on the truck and quickly moved to the shooting location.

This isn't the first time I've been in a situation like this, we've had to go through it almost every other day or two for the past month.

Filming in the City of God is a very dangerous job, surrounded by many small groups of anti-government forces, they have no organization and discipline, and they are also unable to negotiate. From time to time, they will go to the crew to harass, from stealing to robbing, and then preventing the crew from filming, which is very annoying. Under unavoidable circumstances, the crew has to randomly change the shooting location every day, and under the full vigilance of the police/police authorities, this ensures the safety of the entire crew.

This reminds me of a year ago today, when the turbulent New York fell into a huge tragedy, and around us, similar tragedies are happening continuously in a way invisible to the naked eye..."

The content of the blog is still not over, and it is recorded in an eloquent manner, but Ryan doesn't want to read it anymore, he just feels a throbbing pain in his temple, and has the urge to smash the computer screen directly!