Two Hundred and Thirty-Seven - Drunkard

As all the lights in the theater went out and the hum of chatter gradually died down, Naomi Watts and Todd McCarthy also ended their brief communication and turned their attention to the curtain.

Regardless of whether Wayne has a bad taste or not, this is the third movie he has watched seriously this year.

It is the most fruitful year for the film industry. In many cases, the accumulation of bad movies is the theme of the end-of-year inventory of various media. However, this year has just entered October, and some media have already eagerly published their opinions. It turns out that the accumulation of good movies is even more sad.

Not only the media, but also those film critics who consider themselves to represent professional groups all feel that this year's Oscars must be full of regrets, because there are so many good movies, but the award can only be awarded to one.

According to the media and film critics, this year is definitely a golden year for movies. Whether they are commercial or artistic, films seem to be appearing like a blowout this year.

From "Forrest Gump", "The Shawshank Redemption", to "True Lies", "The Pursuit", "Speed", as well as Jim Carrey's "Dumb and Dumber", "In Disguise" "The Stranger", and even animated feature films, including the immortal "The Lion King".

Of course, I have to mention "The Return of the Clown," which is creating miracles, and "Pulp Fiction," which has just been released.

"Pulp Fiction" is definitely one of the Oscar losers, but fortunately, this film has already won the Palme d'Or, which also made people full of curiosity before the film was released.

"Damn it, I knew it." Naomi Watts held Wayne's arm. More than halfway through the movie, she couldn't help turning her head and complained softly:

"Sometimes I feel like I can't enjoy your movies. I didn't expect this movie to be even more extreme! This kind of movie is too unfriendly to women. It's excessively violent, obscene, superficial, and has to say so many nonsense lines. ?"

Wayne looked away from the big screen, stretched out his finger, put it in front of his mouth and said "shush". It was the premiere of the film. This woman would be very embarrassed if her remarks were heard by others.

I believe that Naomi Watts is not the only one who feels this way. Most of the female viewers in the theater must have felt that this film was as sick as they could not understand.

No way, movies have an audience, and there are also thresholds for viewing them. On the contrary, most men watch them with gusto.

"I have the opposite opinion than you." Wayne explained softly as he put his head close to her ear. "This is a masterpiece of non-linear narrative among all the movies I have seen. The structure is exquisite and profound, and the dialogues are also very exciting.

Pay attention to Nami. Everyone in the film has more or less beautiful qualities, but they all inevitably move towards darkness and confusion. Each story paragraph has a complementary structure, regardless of beginning or end.

Also, the beginning and the end will be connected, which is equivalent to hinting to the audience that plots similar to those in the film are always happening in reality and will never stop. This is a closed loop. "

The film has slowly come to the end. Wayne explained casually, and Naomi Watts watched in confusion with him. However, when the film ended, she still asked in an incomprehensible tone:

"Is this thing really as good as you say? Why can't I appreciate it at all? It feels even harder to understand than what you took."

This question immediately made Wayne feel discouraged. He felt that he had spent half of the movie explaining to this stupid woman in vain.

He rolled his eyes, pulled up Naomi Watts, and joined the entire audience in applauding the creative team.

Throughout the movie, not only the woman next to him heard his explanation, but film critic Todd McCarthy also secretly listened.

When the audience began to line up to leave, the famous Los Angeles film critic smiled and shook hands with Wayne again, and whispered: "Believe me, Wayne, this is a very wonderful analysis of the film. You are not only a talented producer and director, The project initiator definitely has the talent to be a film critic.”

After speaking, he walked out of the audience, leaving the two people in embarrassment. Todd McCarthy thought he was praising Wayne, but after he turned around and left, he caused the other party to curl his lips.

To say that he has the talent of a film critic is definitely not a compliment in his opinion. He has no good impression of this group and sincerely believes that this group will be eliminated sooner or later.

When everyone was almost gone, Wayne took Naomi Watts to the big screen and congratulated the creative team.

The first one is Quentin Tarantino, this genius "ruffian", and he seems to have an inexplicable affection for him.

"A very wonderful masterpiece. The circular structure is very cleverly set up, and the multi-angle narrative technique is simply genius."

Like those before him, Wayne hugged the film's director and said the kind words everyone loved to hear. “Once again, I wish the film a great success!”

"Thanks, Wayne."

After the two people ended their embrace, Quentin Tarantino was very excited and said with a wide smile: "We can talk more when we have time, but unfortunately you are too busy with work. After finishing the work on "Pulp Fiction", I Go visit your class.”

"No problem." Wayne nodded happily.

In addition to being a film director, he is also a very interesting person. It is also very good to make friends. Moreover, from the perspective of filming movies, they should be able to chat.

"Congratulations, Uma, for a great performance!"

"Thanks, Wayne."

After shaking hands with several of the main creators one by one, Naomi Watts and he were led by the staff to the hotel next to the theater to attend a regular cocktail party.

It's like most parties in Hollywood. There are people carrying champagne and politely giving out business cards. There are also many agents who are constantly promoting with their clients.

What is more common is that some men and women in the industry, after two glasses of wine, see each other and walk into the elevator with their arms around each other.

Wayne and Naomi Watts sat in the corner, watching everything busy in the banquet hall.

"When are we going back? I remember you didn't like this atmosphere." The Australian beauty watched a movie she didn't like and was not interested in anything at the cocktail party.

She understands better than anyone that as long as she doesn't make a fatal mistake, she will never need that kind of low-level social interaction. Sitting next to her was one of the best producers in the industry, so she didn't have to try to curry favor with anyone.

"Okay, you go shopping first, I'll go have a few words with the African, and then we'll go back."

Seeing Harvey Weinstein walking over with Samuel Jackson, he stood up with champagne in his hand, walked up to the big fat man, and shook hands with the black actor.

"Director Greenberg, my agent talked to me about your invitation." Samuel Jackson held the wine glass, clinked it with Wayne, and then said: "Of course it is my honor, I can come in at any time. Group audition.”

“The pay for this role is not high!”

Wayne took a sip of champagne. "In other words, the pay for all roles is not high, even for the leading actor. If you can accept it, bring your agent with you and go to the studio to sign a contract tomorrow."

Samuel Jackson looked surprised. "No audition required?"

"Hey, the person standing in front of you is Wayne Greenberg!" Harvey Weinstein joked: "Of course he can fully decide on his project. This is a very good opportunity, Samuel."

The black actor reacted fiercely. Unlike other Hollywood directors, this young man is also a producer. He is the kind of big director who can absolutely freely control everything, the crew and the producer. Absolutely no one will question him. Decide.

"No problem, Director Greenberg, the short-term promotion is over, and I will assemble it before filming starts."

"Okay, I wish us a happy cooperation." Wayne picked up the wine glass, clinked it with him again, and at the same time clinked it with the big fat Harvey, and drank the champagne in the glass in one gulp.

After the brief exchange ended, when he went back to look for Naomi Watts, the woman was gone.

Sitting back to his previous seat, Wayne continued to look at the men and women at the reception with boredom. From time to time, some agents would come over with clients, and soon the table would be filled with business cards.

He raised his hand and looked at the time, wondering why Naomi Watts hadn't come back yet.

"Mr. Greenberg, how may I help you?"

A female waiter saw him waving and came over with a tray filled with drinks. She bent slightly and asked politely.

Wayne said: "Excuse me, did you see where Ms. Naomi Watts went?"

"Bathroom, about twenty minutes ago, and I haven't seen her back since."

"OK, thanks."

After saying that, Wayne stood up and buttoned his suit, ready to go and see what was going on. Naomi Watts wanted to go back just now, so why was she not in a hurry now.

"fxxk, damn it, I've said it many times, I have no interest in you, please get out of the way!"

"Maybe we can talk somewhere else. Trust me, you'll be interested in another place..."

When he walked through the banquet hall and before he got close to the bathroom, he heard a slight quarrel. He recognized that it was Naomi Watts's voice. He walked a few steps quickly and entered the bathroom at the corner of the corridor.

This thing was very strange. Almost everyone saw the two of them coming together. Normally, no one would harass his female companion.

But when he got closer, he roughly understood what was going on. This was a middle-aged white man, who must have drunk a lot of alcohol. His upper body was leaning against the wall, blocking Naomi Watts' path.

He was still mumbling when he was talking, and it was obvious that he was not very clear-headed anymore. He was a drunkard.

"Wayne."

Naomi Watts saw him coming and screamed in surprise, which also attracted the middle-aged man's attention. At this moment, the Australian beauty hurried over and hugged his arm.

"This man drank too much and kept pestering me. There are no waiters nearby..."

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