The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1489 Seven Hours
In Hollywood, hidden gems abound.

Not to mention those works buried in the project storage room, there are also countless works that are ignored and exit the stage even after all the investment, shooting, production, listing and other links have been completed and they are able to meet the audience.

Some of them were released in the past, such as "Once Upon a Time in America" ​​and "Blade Runner"; some of them were released in the past, such as "Fight Club" and "Memento", and so on. These works suffered a miserable failure when they were released, and only after time had passed did they stand out from the ocean of numerous works and win their own historical position.

Precisely because of this, Hollywood has always been producer-centric, unlike Europe which is director-centric; the producer plays the role of a product manager, launching a product that can sell well in the right way and with the right packaging. Otherwise, even if the director, actors, screenwriters and other production links are outstanding and excellent, the work will still find it difficult to stand out.

Apparently, in his previous life, the "Son of Man" did not meet the right product manager.

Perhaps there were not too many problems during the production phase; but problems began only after production was completed.

Jeff took the script from Anson, his eyes showing a hint of understanding, but he did not speak immediately. Instead, he simply flipped through the first few pages to further confirm his thoughts:

He knew about the project.

“But, it’s so dark.”

Anson was stunned, "What?"

Jeff, "I mean, it's too heavy and too dark. Also, this director is not Steven Spielberg, he has no experience in shooting commercial blockbusters, we doubt whether this project can create a blockbuster, in the script, we can't see the big scene."

“Besides, the story is unappealing.”

"The story of Private Ryan is about saving the last child in a family. The cruelty of war, the insignificance of individuals, and the mission of justice are not only popular among Americans, but also in overseas markets. But in this story, we need to save the last pregnant girl on earth? Humanity is about to be destroyed, and all hope is placed on the Virgin Mary, looking forward to the rebirth of Jesus Christ? Sorry, I won't shed tears for her."

Cold, cruel, and direct.

Although it's harsh, it's irrefutable and it hits the nail on the head.

Jeff raised his hands in a surrender gesture, "Please forgive my directness."

Anson was slightly stunned, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "No." Then he chuckled, "In fact, it's only now that you have shown your producer side."

"Besides, I've said a lot of terrible things in the name of honesty today, and now it's your turn. I can totally understand that."

Haha.

Jeff was immediately amused.

Anson tilted his head and looked at Jeff. "I'm more curious, do you know about this project?"

"I mean, there are countless projects here, at least 8,000 if not 10,000. I spent a whole day selecting, and finally picked out one project, but you still remember it clearly? Honestly, there are surveillance videos here, right?"

Hahaha!
Jeff's smile widened.

However, Jeff did not answer Anson directly. Instead, he stood up and made an inviting gesture, "Why don't we go to the restaurant first and talk while we eat?"

"I saw your lunch, it's about the same as mine. I'm starving now, and you should be just as hungry. How about we get out of here before the evening rush hour floods Manhattan?"

Anson nodded readily, "Of course, no problem."

"But what about this mess in front of us?"

Jeff smiled and said, "Stay here. Believe me, there will be no problem. Maybe someone will come here to visit and take pictures to record the seven hours and twenty-seven minutes that Anson Wood spent here."

Anson laughed heartily, "Haha, is this evidence of my hard work? But in the end, there is no work result, and it doesn't seem so memorable." "Who said there is no work result? Aren't we preparing for further expansion?" Jeff said frankly.

The two exchanged glances and both laughed.

Before the nightfall rush hour, Anson Wood and Jeff Robinov left the Warner Bros. building side by side with grace.

In full view of everyone, openly and aboveboard.

At this time, more than seven hours had passed since Anson entered the building.

The length of time is shocking!
In the morning, everyone in Hollywood watched Anson enter Warner Bros., but those old foxes immediately smelled the trick behind it:
Why did he need to make such a high-profile appearance in public? Who was Anson hoping to perform for? Sony Columbia?
There are all kinds of speculations and deductions. After all, such things are commonplace in Hollywood, so there is really no need to make a fuss about it.

But now?
Things were completely off track. No one knew what Anson was doing in there. There were so many possible outcomes of seven hours of work. The original opinion that Anson was just putting on a show for Sony Columbia to scare them was also caught up in the storm.

So, did Anson go to work for a full day at Warner Bros.? Why not just stay eight hours longer and experience what it's like to be on the clock?

Seven hours seems like an attempt to push dramatic tension to the extreme, but even if it is a "show", the purpose behind it is unclear.

I racked my brains but couldn't find any clues.

At this time, half of Hollywood's attention was focused on the event. Sony Columbia, which had been sitting on the Diaoyutai in the morning, finally couldn't sit still anymore.

What's even more outrageous is that the matter didn't end there. Anson and Jeff went to dinner together. Under the surveillance of countless spies, the two of them took Anson's car to Chinatown. Moreover, they did not choose a secret box, but sat in public and started ordering food with ease.

Wait, this... isn't possible?

Were the two really just there for dinner? Wasn't this part of the "performance"? Wasn't this a PR trick for Hollywood?

In Hollywood, everyone is guessing, but no one can be sure that their guess is correct.

However, Anson and Jeff couldn't be more serious in front of them——

I'm really hungry. Really.

I was completely unaware of the feeling of hunger when I was busy at work, and it was not until now that I smelled the fumes and my stomach began to protest. The hunger from the whole day came surging in my stomach, and I suddenly had the illusion that I could swallow a cow.

After ordering, they have to divert their attention while waiting for the food to be served, otherwise they will just drool at the food at the next table.

Then Jeff brought the topic back to the topic.

"Alfonso Cuarón is a Mexican director whom I personally admire and think highly of. I noticed him as early as 1998 when he filmed 'Great Expectations'."

Anson looked a little surprised. "Great Expectations, the book by Charles Dickens?"

Jeff nodded in affirmation. "A classic."

"Starring Ethan Hawke and Gwyneth Paltrow, the film was financed by 20th Century Fox, but unfortunately, it didn't get much attention."

Anson admitted that he had not seen Alfonso's work either.

(End of this chapter)