Tokyo Literary Godfather

Daniel scratched the corner of his mouth, showing no expression, but subconsciously pulled the script back with his fingers.

"Why is this? Aren't you determined to become a film director? Are you planning to go back the same way now?"

Green Altman looked quite helpless, "Movies are the highest palace of comprehensive arts. Who doesn't want to show off in Hollywood? I have achieved some achievements in the field of TV series, and I thought I could also do it in movies... But It’s a pity that God doesn’t seem to give me this opportunity.”

Green Altman seemed a little resentful, "Not only did God not give it to me, but the film company was also unwilling to give me this opportunity. They were never willing to film the scripts I liked, nor were they willing to invest budget in my works. . Such simple conditions have been constraining my hands and feet, making my career as a film director slow and extremely difficult."

"I have had enough. If I return to the field of TV dramas, at least I will be respected and valued by the TV station, and I also believe that TV art will one day become a comprehensive art form that is not inferior to movies... …”

Ultraman Green kept chattering, seeming a bit nagging.

Daniel didn't have the patience to listen to a middle-aged man in his forties complaining about the injustices society had done to him. There was no voice in the world that was uglier or more intolerable than this, so he interrupted him in time and said, "Mr. Ultraman , maybe this is a script that satisfies you. Maybe there is an opportunity here that you need. Why not take a look at the content first?"

Green Altman looked down at the script, but still did not reach out to take it. He just asked, "Mr. Ellison, I remember you said that the author and producer of this script is a Japanese?"

"Yes."

"Is he Japanese-American? Or..."

"They are Japanese." Daniel said, adding: "A very famous author in Japan with amazing achievements."

"But it's only in Japan. It has never achieved any results in the North American market, right?" Green Ultraman said, there seemed to be a hint of ridicule in his tone, but not only for Kei Fujiwara, but also for himself, "I think back then I think so too. I have made some achievements in the field of TV dramas, and I thought that the movies I shot would also be popular with the audience, but it turned out to be the opposite. People are such animals that can easily become arrogant. Be blindly confident in your results.”

Daniel felt a little confused when he heard the resentment emerging from the other party's head, and continued to add: "That's not the case. Mr. Fujiwara has very outstanding creative abilities and will produce different types of works for different markets, so there is no need to I'm worried that there will be acclimatization. Have you heard? Century Fox recently planned to invest 40 million to shoot a movie, "The Departed", which is the work of the same author."

"But Hollywood is different after all..." Green still shook his head, as if he really didn't have any expectations for himself to become a successful film director, but he still paused and looked down at the script, as if there was still something incomplete in his eyes. The extinguished little sparks kept flickering.

So I couldn't help but ask: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ellison, I would like to ask what the budget of this movie is."

Daniel Ellison hesitated and said, "3 million."

Daniel added another 500,000 to the original budget, seeming to really hope that the transformed TV drama director in front of him could direct the film.

It doesn't matter if the budget has an extra 500,000 yuan. At worst, I can attract investment by myself. It's only 500,000 yuan. With my status in Hollywood, I can still do it easily.

However, after hearing the number "3 million", the spark in Ultraman Green's eyes eventually went out. It's a low budget again...no change from before, and it's not as high as the production budget of a TV series.

"Mr. Ellison, I still insist on my own ideas...I gave up, gave up on Hollywood, and gave up on the Walk of Fame. Maybe TV series is what really suits me." Green Altman stood up and said, After all, I still didn’t open the script and take a look.

Daniel Ellison raised his head, squeezed the layers of wrinkles on his forehead and looked at the other party. He also smiled and stretched out his hand: "Okay, Ultraman Green, I wish you good luck."

"Thank you, Mr. Ellison. My new show will be broadcast on ABC on Friday in three months. I hope you can support it then."

"I will definitely do it. After all, you don't have to buy tickets to watch TV series."

Ultraman Green nodded and walked out of the cafe.

Daniel Ellison looked at the script in front of him and sighed, alas, it was a bad start.

But it doesn't matter. It's not a setback, just find another director. After all, the production budget is still too small. If we could add another 2 million, it would be much easier to find a co-creator.

Thinking of this, Daniel was about to get up and leave, but at this moment, he saw a man wearing a baseball uniform. Daniel raised his head and looked at the man. What appeared in front of him was a young Asian face.

Short hair, single eyelids, slender figure, not too tall, standard American-style Asian, perfectly in line with American stereotypes. The man's face was also very familiar to Daniel, mainly because he had just seen a photo of this man recently.

"Ruan?"

"Mr. Ellison." Ruan Minxiong stretched out his hand, "Hello, I'm glad you remember my name."

Daniel shook his hand. The person who came was none other than Ruan Minxiong, a Singaporean director whom Fujiwara Kei admired. After Green Altman refused to direct, Daniel originally planned to contact this person next, but what he didn't expect was that... This person actually appeared directly in front of him, and for a moment he felt like he was destined by fate.

"What a coincidence. Are you here for vacation too?" Daniel asked.

"No." Ruan Minxiong pulled out his crew badge and said, "My friends and I are currently filming a short film and plan to participate in Cannes. We need to use the Santa Monica Pier as the background."

"So that's it." Daniel responded casually and began to think in his mind about how to start the conversation and invite the other party to be the director of "Saw".

Ruan Minxiong must have seen what happened when he invited Ultraman Green and was rejected by the other party, so he started inviting him in such a hurry, which was more or less embarrassing.

But when Daniel was thinking, the other party spoke first: "Mr. Ellison, can I take a look at this script?"

Daniel Ellison was startled, and then said: "Ruan, are you interested in... this script?"

Ruan Minxiong said: "This script should be the work of director Kei Fujiwara."

"Yes."

"To be honest, I like director Fujiwara's works very much, especially "Confessions". I have also read his novels. I think many of them are the most outstanding suspense works of our time." Ruan Minxiong said, "I know that I am qualified now It’s still shallow, but I still want to recommend myself to you, I want to try to be the director of this movie.”

Ruan Minxiong said seriously.