Chapter 418: Spike's Modification

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Coming out of the Miramax headquarters, Song Ya's mind was full of Harvey Weinstein's chanting. Fortunately, he had seen some deceptive masters, and he did not completely lose his concentration.

"I feel like he just fell in love with your eight million. Once we co-produce, we can't control Miramax at all. In Hollywood, it's hard to find out how much money a movie really costs. One million, the account is eight million, and even half of it may be threatened to increase the budget.”

After Yeremov learned of Harvey Weinstein's offer from him, he said, "Why don't Harvey let me and Hayden follow up, but insist on seeing you alone? I just think that you are a fool at the age of nineteen." , like how Marvel used Black Panther and Blade Runner to seek investment from African-American singers."

'Eighteen-year-old girls are innocent, but they still have romantic expectations, believe in love, don't value interests, and are more likely to reject you because of impulsiveness. But what about those twenty-five or six-year-old women who have graduated from majors and made their way to Hollywood from Broadway, London's West End or Australia? They know in their hearts that opportunities are decreasing year by year with the passing of youth. If they don’t sit on the red sofa to seize opportunities, they will have to find a way to find a good man to marry. Give some setbacks to show your power, believe me, there are absolutely few who can hold on...'

"Boss? APLUS!?"

"Ah? What did you just say?" Harvey's voice was always backtracking in Song Ya's mind, only to be reminded by Yeremov loudly.

"I said maybe Harvey wanted to cheat you." Yeremov said, "You have to work hard in Hollywood."

"I feel the same... But it's nothing. If I don't have the ability to stop people from being tricked, will other Hollywood film companies let me go? Probably not." Song Ya asked Hayden: "What are the arrangements for the evening?"

"Have dinner with Halle Berry and Spike Lee to discuss the script, and then I will arrange a movie for you and Halle Berry, the three hearts of Xue Linfen, and I will meet the people from New Line tomorrow."

Hayden replied: "John Singleton's talk has collapsed, and he's asking for five million dollars."

"Five..." Song Ya felt that guy was inflated, "Five million is the salary of a first-line director in Hollywood, right?"

"His debut novel was shortlisted for two Oscars. If Justin, who wrote poetry in July, sells well and has a good reputation among film critics, he will definitely surpass Spike Lee." Hayden replied: "The price can go up to Let’s talk, but I don’t think it’s necessary anymore.”

"It's also possible that he was too embarrassed to refuse directly, so he made an impossible high price." Yeremov added.

"Forget it. Spike Lee didn't leak the script, did he?"

Song Ya crossed out John Singleton in his heart. It's a pity that he liked the movie of the neighborhood boy, especially Singleton's ability to weave street boy'dreams. He knows better than Spike Lee what the bottom black people want What to watch. And after dancing out of my life, after changing the protagonist from a white man to myself, to some extent, it is also possible to please the audience similar to the block boy movie. Proud white girl in art school...

"He won't. He's a big mouth about other things, but the professionalism of the director is still very good, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get along today." Hayden said.

In the evening, when I went to the appointment on time, Spike Lee had already arrived first. He was writing and scribbling on the book in his hand with his glasses on. He was very attentive, and there was only a cup of steaming coffee in front of him.

"Hey, Spike."

Superficial skills still have to be done properly. Song Ya sat down and saw that what he was tossing about was the script of dancing out my life. Many pages were marked with label paper, "Are you so serious?" Song Ya murmured in her heart, yes The goodwill of this big mouth has increased a lot. "How's the script? Give me some advice?"

"There are too many places to dig, and what you want to express is too superficial.

"

Spike Lee handed over the script, "Look for yourself."

Song Ya also looked at it carefully. The copy paper was full of circles and traces of deletions. In the opening scene, after the male protagonist clashed with the gangsters for the role of Harley, the protagonist was dragged out of the nightclub by the two companions. Spike Lee added a long period of chatter with a very obvious personal style, and young blacks and whites talked about street crime and racial discrimination in the ghetto...

Song Ya glanced at the other party who picked up the coffee and continued to watch. The male protagonist went to court for smashing the glass of the art school. Before being sentenced to 200 hours of community service, he had a long fight with the white judge Barabara, and then with the art The school's white female headmistress is talking about another long paragraph...

"Huh..." Song Ya let out a long breath, and quickly flipped to the end. After one of his companions, a black child, was shot, there was another very profound conversation about human nature, crime, and racial issues at the funeral...

Unable to bear it anymore, he threw the script on the table, "Hey, I'm shooting a youth idol musical, I don't expect to go to the film festival to win Spike."

"Fxxk, can't you pursue a little bit?" Spike Lee hated this attitude.

"me……"

Song Ya shrugged and spread her hands, "I" didn't think about the words for a long time, and finally had to be rude, "I, M-Fxxk, just want to make a movie that can make money and make the audience happy. You add so many Are you talking nonsense!?"

"Yeah, the characters in your movie are monotonous, and you only have a little bit of inspirational thinking about life. It's such a good ethnic theme, but it's a bunch of empty consumerist shit?" Spike Lee retorted.

"Go and sell this trick to others, it's no use for me!"

"You little NGer who fell into the eyes of money, M-Fxxk..."

"YouM-Fxxk! Big Mouth!"

The two exchanged a few Fxxk words, their voices became louder and louder, and other guests in the restaurant began to cast their gazes over.

Spike Lee pulled the script back and lowered his voice, "Don't read it if you don't want to listen to my opinion. If I find out that you used my words and phrases, you must add my name to the screenwriter, otherwise don't blame me. Sue you, I also have money and leisure, see you in court!"

"Take it, I don't know how to use a single word!"

"Okay, okay, you're fine, I'll send you the script consultant's bill." He said bitterly.

"Gu you M..." Song Ya rolled her eyes, but this was agreed in advance, and there was no way to deny it, "Okay, it will be used as protection money."

"Be careful what you say to me!"

"you……"

Fortunately, Harley arrived at this time, "Hey, I'm sorry, I'm late, I'm sorry." She was smart and sat between the two of them, "Why did you see you arguing when you came here? No Order something to eat? Hi, waiter..."

The two men calmed down, and Spike Lee suddenly covered his forehead and laughed.

Song Ya also shook his head and smiled wryly.

"What's the matter with you?" Harry looked at the two who couldn't stop laughing, with a puzzled expression on their faces.

"Nothing." Spike Lee waved his hand, "The script is well written, APLUS, have you found the shooter?"

"Yes, two, the best." Song Ya replied.

"Forget it, I won't embarrass you if you present the black hip-hop art more beautifully," he said.

"Will you publicly express your support?" Song Ya asked.

He nodded, "Of course, you kid is willing to spend a lot of money to enter the film industry, what can I say? And there are enough opportunities for black actors in this film, can they account for half of it?"

"Roughly the same."

The three of them asked for food, and the atmosphere was unusually good, and they continued to chat about the movie.

"So John Singleton turned you down?" Spike Lee asked as they left together.

"Yes, his asking price is too high." Song Ya replied truthfully.

"I'll give you some cast and crew recommendations."

"Uh, yes, audition."

"YouM-fxxk..."

"M-fxxk what do you want?"

Suddenly they started swearing at each other again, and after they slammed the car doors and parted ways, Song Ya and Harley simply pretended to go, and sneaked into a local high-end movie theater.

"Actually, there is no need to book the show. No one will watch this movie. It will be released at the end of this week."

What is popular now is a comedy movie called Dave, which alludes to the incumbent, and there is also an affair plot that makes the crowd laugh. It is this week's box office champion.

The Three Hearts ranked after the top ten, with fewer movie theaters, fewer screens, and fewer people watching.

A boring comedy, the only advantage is that it doesn't pay much attention to political correctness, and spoofs various issues. Xue Linfen's performance is quite satisfactory, and she really doesn't expose the picture, but it will inevitably make this movie less interesting.

"Eleven million investment, estimated box office of five million or so, she lost another one." After watching it inattentively, Ha Li said.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with me, "Never mind her!" Song Ya responded.