957 West End Salary

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In the long alley of the back door of the Almeida Theater, the warm discussions emanated from the large group of heating, quietly dispelling the cold and bitterness of the night. Those discussions about drama, professional or amateur, can always be answered, Not even from Renly, but from the rest of the audience, the hustle and bustle of discussion that really brought everyone together.

Perhaps, this is also one of the charms of London's West End.

"Are you sure it doesn't matter? The temperature is really cool today, otherwise, I'll buy a cup of coffee for everyone. At least that's what I can do." Renly could capture a few shivering figures in the crowd. The clothes seem to be insufficient to block the ubiquitous gusts of monster wind.

"No need", "It's fine", "We're fine", one after another, with a slight smile, filled his ears.

Renly couldn't help but smile, relaxed, and joked, "Don't worry about my bank account, as far as I know, the Almeida Theater has been pretty good for the past two weeks. A cup of coffee, it's at least What I can do; but, add one more doughnut at most, and that's my limit. There seems to be a bit of a backdoor crowd today."

Everyone suddenly burst into laughter.

The West End has never been a place to make money.

In Hollywood, the salary of even the most common supporting role may start at 50,000 yuan; the daily salary of extras is 150 dollars, or 200 dollars if the film needs to be rained, hooded or in harsh environment. .

In the West End of London, the average weekly salary of actors is five hundred pounds, and the actors here, especially those in the first lineup, are paid even less if they are in the second or third lineup with few performances.

The reason is not complicated. On the one hand, there are many actors in a play in the West End of London. Except for the absolute core protagonist, the weekly salaries of other actors are the same, rather than the Hollywood hierarchy; on the other hand, it is a commonplace, London The box office revenue and investment level of the Western District are far lower than they were ten years ago, and the increase in remuneration is relatively limited.

If you want to make money, returning to the West End or Broadway is the stupidest thing to do; and most British actors stand on the stage of the West End, and making money is not the first goal. Many top big-name actors, who occasionally make cameos in the West End or Broadway, either charge a few thousand dollars in nominal terms, or simply perform for free.

In the Almeida version of "Les Miserables", everyone knows that Renly's commercial value is the most dominant, and only Renly alone can be worth the rest of the crew; however, among the crew , Renly's remuneration and Michelle - Dockery, Charlotte - Kennedy, Daisy - Ridley and others are the same, six hundred pounds.

Although the investor of this play is Andre Hamilton, who is not bad for money, but in business, investing and producing a play, after all, it is still necessary to be professional and objective, rather than holding the mentality of taking a lot of money.

Therefore, "Les Miserables" is still put into production in strict accordance with industry standards. Considering the six-hour length and the pioneering and innovative creation, the market value of the play is under enormous pressure. In order to save costs, the remuneration of the cast members is only a little above the industry average.

Six hundred pounds, which is a weekly salary. It is not calculated according to the number of performances, but according to the performance cycle. In other words, "Les Miserables" will be performed at the Almeida Theatre for three months, a total of 12 weeks, and Renly's salary is only 7,200 pounds.

By the way, this is pre-tax income, and when the real bank accounts, it has not yet reached this figure.

That kind of pay is even lower than Renly's "Crazy in Love" figure and even lower than Renly's salary for an episode of "War in the Pacific." Not to mention making money, it is extremely difficult to make a living in a big city like London.

When filming "Edge of Tomorrow", Renly's personal salary had already exceeded 10 million US dollars; after the Oscars ended, it was rumored that Paramount and 20th Century Fox were interested in inviting Renly to appear in the project, and the salary was opened to 10 million dollars. Fifteen million.

However, without even negotiating, Renly returned to London's West End neatly and joined the Almeida Theatre version of "Les Miserables" at a salary of £600 a week.

In fact, don't make those horizontal comparisons, just compare the movie version of "Les Miserables", Hugh Jackman's personal salary is 8 million US dollars - this is not a commercial film, but an art film, and the salary is relatively restrained. .

This move effectively removes all "hype rumors".

Although it is said that there are still media doubts, the reason why Renly returned to the West End of London is because "crazy in love" won the Oscar, and the convincing is not enough, so Renly chose to stand on the stage and compete with absolute strength. Win or lose; but there is still not much market for such a statement. Except for "crazy in love", every work of Renly is the best evidence. Therefore, such a statement did not make any waves and was fleeting.

Comparing Renly's salary in Hollywood, the salary in London's West End is really too shabby. People even joke that the West End and Broadway are not entertainment industries at all, just ordinary office workers.

Why are the West End and Broadway in decline? Are there fewer actors? Everyone knows it's a vicious circle, but it's undeniable that the numbers above the bank account may be the reason -- at least part of the reason.

On the other hand, this is also the reason why the old British actors have always persevered to return to the West End of London, at low prices or even free of charge.

in order to keep the West End alive and to keep the artistic creation going. Naturally, for those actors who refuse to return to the West End, there is a steel bar on the minds of fellow actors.

Every viewer who loves London's West End is well aware of the dilemma facing the actors. Renly's words just now were a self-deprecating mockery; of course, for Renly, he was indeed worth a cup of coffee.

"That being the case, let's end the conversation tonight. I need to go back and take a hot shower, get some rest, and get ready for tomorrow—no, today's show," said Renly with a smile. "Thank you again. For your support tonight, I hope you enjoyed the show tonight."

Rebecca raised her right hand high, and her clear and bright voice echoed in the night, "Master, pay attention to your body, take good care of yourself, come on for today's performance!"

The smile at the corner of Renly's mouth finally burst into full bloom, and it rose lightly, drawing a touch of warmth, "You all go back quickly, there is no subway now, on the way home, pay attention to safety! You need me to pay the rent for you. The cost of the car?"

"Master, be careful of bankruptcy." Rebecca shouted again, and everyone burst into laughter in unison. Renly couldn't help but waved to everyone, then turned and left.

Rebecca watched Renly leave like this, bypassed the alley, and walked towards the main street in the West End of London. The tall figure gradually disappeared under the halo of cream-yellow streetlights, everything was so beautiful.

Withdrawing her gaze, Rebecca turned her head to look at the other friends beside her, "There are still two and a half months of performance at the Almeida Theater. In the future, when we wait at the back door, please advise each other, stay sensible, and stay calm. , the young master is really working too hard, at least, we can maintain a good order..."

"Yes, yes, I think so too. To be honest, after the whole day's performance, the young master is still here to chat with us, God, he is really an angel!"

"Let's discuss and organize in the future, don't let the young master worry about us."

Rebecca just raised her head, and other voices couldn't wait to respond, and the emotions of happiness and satisfaction rose gently. She likes Renly like this, she likes this kind of fans, and she likes this kind of West End even more.

Tonight's backdoor communication was not long. It only lasted less than ten minutes, and Renly announced the end; but today's state is really not very good, and tomorrow's stay can be extended as compensation, anyway, it will be a rest day. , can really relax.

After leaving the back alley, the cold wind on the main street became more and more raging, and Renly had to pull up the collar of his coat to resist the cold, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a familiar number, "Where are you now? ?"

Matthew Dunlop turned on the car's lights, and the orange halo dispelled the surrounding darkness, like a beacon, guiding the direction, "See me?"

After the performance tonight, Matthew did not leave immediately. He knew that Paul and Meadows were here tonight, and Renly and them would be chatting for a while; then he learned that after the show, the underage Tom didn't go home immediately, and Matthew expected that Nathan would definitely would be sent out as a driver, so he stayed and waited for a while.

Sure enough, Renly's call came.

"Yes, I saw it." Renly waved his hand, "Did you get my text message? Or did you just not go back?" After sending Paul and the others away, Renly sent a text message to Matthew, calling for help.

"I know Tom missed the last train." Matthew's succinct answer answered in another way.

Standing at the crossroads, waiting honestly for the red light to turn green, Renly couldn't help but complain, "The weather forecast didn't say that a cold snap will hit today, why is the temperature so severe at night?" But in the next second, Renly cut off his words. , "Hey, Mr. Cuaron, haven't you left yet?"

Looking at Alfonso Cuaron in front of him, Renly's eyes widened, "Matthew, I'll call you back soon." After hanging up, Renly looked at Alfon for unknown reasons. Soo, then looked surprised, "Jesus Christ, are you sure you're all right? You look frozen. Where's your mate?"

"Uh..." Alfonso really froze, he didn't wear a heavy coat today, obviously underestimating the weather attack in London, which made his words even more unfavourable, "She...she went back to the hotel first Now, I'll stay...you, um, talk."

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