Chapter 434 Chapter 434

Sitting in the booth of the bar, Hugo looked at Pedro who was stupefied by drinking not far away, and Fujin whose cheeks were beginning to turn red, and smiled at Henry opposite, "Are you sure? Are you not drinking any more?"

In order to celebrate the success of the signing, the band had a big dinner with Henry in the evening, and then came to the bottom. A small bar on Prince Street (Prince. Street), the big director Martin Scorsese lives on this street, this bar is said to be where Martin frequents, and this street gave birth to " Mean. Streets", "Raging. Bull" These classic works, although not comparable. The city is bustling, but it does not have an exotic taste.

After three rounds of drinking, Neil had gone to the bathroom to vomit, Alfonso seemed like a thousand drinks, and he was like a duck in water in the bar, Pedro was dizzy, and Fujin was already drunk. Looking for someone to talk to is completely a talker, and Hugo was half drunk at this time. Fortunately, everyone was drinking Pedro and Henry today, so Hugo escaped.

Henry was actually the main target of drinking today, but he seemed to be a bottomless pit, always saying that he could not drink anymore, but after Alfonso's tongue-tied let Henry continue to drink, he found Henry still has nothing to do. Now that Neil and Pedro have fallen, Henry still seems to be fine. Those hazy eyes didn't look much different from usual.

"If I tell you, I'll be lying here with one more drink, do you believe it?" Henry looked at Hugo with drunken eyes, completely like a lazy drunk, but his words were not ambiguous at all. , making it impossible to believe that he was drunk by several people in turn.

Hugo burped and said with a smile, "****." Henry really didn't look too different, even if someone said that he only drank half a glass of beer, it was worth believing.

Henry smiled meaningfully, and did not continue to speak. Hugo took a deep breath and shook his heavy head, "I'll go to the bar and ask for a soda, and then let Alfonso come back to drink with you." Now that he's decided to celebrate, drinking until he vomits is just basic. Although Hugo's alcohol intake is not good, he is still willing to accompany him to the end.

Coming to the bar, Hugo snapped his fingers to the bartender, ordered four draft beers, and stood there waiting, looking for Alfonso. I don't want to, I haven't seen Alfonso in sight, but a strange but familiar figure walks in his direction.

"It seems that something good happened tonight." The visitor smiled, looked at Hugo with a smile, and sat down by the bar, "I heard that you started playing a rock band recently?"

The music played in the bar is not loud, so everyone is chatting, and it can be heard clearly by raising a little voice. Hugo pouted, "I was born in a rock-and-roll era. It is estimated that when my mother was holding me, this kind of note was imprinted in the bone marrow." The visitor couldn't help laughing at Hugo's words. Bringing four glasses of beer over, Hugo turned his head and handed the money to the bartender, trying to pick up four glasses of draft beer with both hands, "How about you, do you want to join the party?"

"Do you still have friends?" The visitor looked at the overflowing beer and raised his high eyebrows.

"Are you alone?" Hugo's rhetorical question made the other party laugh directly.

"Why not, this is New York, it's night." Even if the other party's simple words were an answer to Hugo, Hugo couldn't help laughing.

Hugo smiled and nodded, "I forgot, this is the Big Apple, a city of miracles. I originally thought of meeting you here. It was an accident, but now it seems that it is not."

The other party saw Hugo preparing to pick up four glasses of wine again, just like he was about to leave. He quickly said, "This is not an accident. If I said that I came here specially to find you, would you believe me?"

"Uh..." Hugo didn't stop while holding the wine glass, "Then I should be happy, do I have a stalker fan?"

The person who came shrugged nonchalantly, "You can think of it this way, after all, I don't have a binding tool in my hand."

Hugo gestured with a smile, turned around and left with the wine glass in his hand, and added without looking back, "You know where I am." In fact, it was a gesture for the other party to follow and drink together, but when Hugo sat down to the card When they were seated, the other party did not follow, and was still sitting on the edge of the bar.

Hugo put the beer on the table and glanced back at the man sitting at the edge of the bar, it was Quentin Tarantino.

Quentin is a director with a unique personality and his own understanding of commercial films and art films. His rise in Hollywood is also quite dramatic. He originally worked in a video rental store, but out of his passion for movies, he began to try Writing the screenplay, he was paid $50,000 for the 1991 screenplay "True. Romance", which led Quentin to direct his third screenplay, "Reservoir Dogs."

"Reservoir Dogs" can be said to be an indie film through and through. With a $1.2 million investment, a cast of obscure actors, and a 30-year-old from a video rental store, it has created a dark humor. gangster movie. It was such an indie film that no one seemed to find it that made Quentin the most outstanding new director of 1992. "Reservoir Dogs" not only earned Quentin a Sundance Film Festival nomination, won the Toronto Film Festival International Critics' Award, but also won a lot of praise from film critics.

Hugo met Quentin at the Golden Globe Awards earlier this year.

Quentin is known as a ghost director. He has shown his talent as a postmodern director since his debut. With the widespread popularity of video tapes as a film carrier, more and more young people who do not come from academy can enjoy the world. Different films within the range, they can draw the essence from the film, evolve into their own connotation, and then develop their own film concept. Among them, Quentin is the representative figure.

After the huge success of his debut feature, Quentin quickly rose to the ranks of A-list directors with the huge success of "Pulp Fiction", and years later the "Kill Bill" series, "Inglourious. Basterds", "Ginger Rescued" Ge (Django. Unchained)" has also proved his talent. The most important thing is that a large number of independent filmmakers represented by Quentin gradually rose from the late 1980s and early 1990s, and then developed into the most important group of film forces after the 21st century, which has a great impact on the development of the whole film. The process is an indelible link.

In fact, Quentin is not a movie genius in the traditional sense. There are a lot of tributes to classic movies in his movies. To say it is ugly is "plagiarism", but Quentin is able to connect it with his own perspective and his own way. And then achieve the purpose of expressing his own film ideas, thus achieving success, which is very rare. And Quentin's understanding and love for movies is also very rare. He completely relied on his enthusiasm for movies to transform from a movie fan into a top director, a typical development model of the American dream.

Hugo summed up Quentin's senses in two points. One is the subtlety of the script. The charm of language can always be felt in Quentin's films, and as a representative of talkative movies, Quentin is the same as Woody Allen. , can often reveal his talents through lengthy but wonderful dialogues; one is Quentin's choice of actors. In fact, as an independent film director, Quentin's costs are often stretched, and it is difficult for him to find big-name actors. Collaboration - This problem was solved after he became famous, but Quentin still wanted to find actors with his own color, and the actors themselves were a complement to Quentin's films.

Therefore, Hugo was indeed a little surprised when he found out that Quentin actually appeared in the bar just now. The short answers of the two people could see the little humor in Quentin's life.

Seeing that Quentin did not accept his invitation, Hugo withdrew his attention, and joined Alfonso, who had just returned, to start pouring Henry together again. Unexpectedly, Henry had only drank less than half a cup, and finally couldn't help covering his mouth and ran towards the bathroom, which made Hugo and Alfonso both look astonished.

Henry really seemed to have nothing at all. Even when Henry left, they didn't realize that Henry was really reaching a critical point, which showed how strong Henry's ability to conceal his true emotions was. However, today Henry was still under the cooperation of the Glory to the Dead band, and Hugo and Alfonso came to celebrate with a high five.

Originally, Alfonso planned to aim at Hugo as the next target, but he didn't want Quentin to come over and say hello. Alfonso saw that Hugo had a friend looking for him, so he decided to let Hugo go for the time being. He first went to get rid of Fu Jin, who was already drunk, and finally left Quentin and Hugo to sit in the booth.

"Is this really the bar where Scorsese often comes?" Quentin looked around curiously, trying to find the traces left by the big director here in the crowd.

"You should talk to the bartender." Of course Hugo wouldn't believe that Quentin was here for himself. Even he himself didn't know that they would be here tonight. How could Quentin know. Now, it makes sense that Quentin is here for Martin Scorsese, who is a movie aficionado.

Quentin reluctantly retracted his gaze, "It seems that it is not that easy to find Martin in the bar to chat. But being able to meet a colleague is a reward."

"Is the gap too big, from Martin to me?" Hugo's self-deprecating expression made Quentin laugh.

"At least you can play guitar, Martin can't." Quentin raised his caterpillar eyebrows.

Hugo shrugged. "You know, Woody Allen is a very good saxophone player."

"Should I say that I have a lot of experience in organizing videotapes?" Quentin said very seriously, and the sincere expression and funny words formed a kind of contrast that made people laugh, so Hugo laughed directly.