The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1504: Small Ideal
“I’m still waiting.”

Emmanuel remained unmoved, staring at Anson with clear eyes, waiting for an answer without giving in.

However, Anson seemed at ease and not nervous at all.

"Is there anything I can do to Alfonso?"

This sentence shut Emmanuel's mouth, but Emmanuel still stared at Anson and refused to relax.

"Like you said, I have everything I want, but what about Alfonso?"

"If I was craving box office success, believe me, Alfonso wouldn't be at the top of my list of directors to watch."

"If I need a puppet to manipulate, Hollywood is full of blue-chip actors who are willing to put aside their pride and egos and be manipulated, and who have the ability to do the job."

"If I'm craving an Oscar, do you think 'Children of Men' really lived up to the Academy's expectations?"

"So, what do you think I am planning, and what do I need to plan?"

Neither fast nor slow, neither hurried nor slow.

Anson was neither aggressive nor sarcastic. Instead, he presented facts and reasoned with Emmanuel on an equal footing.

Emmanuelle squinted his eyes and looked at Levi carefully. "That's right, you are right, so, in this case. Why this work, why Alfonso?"

"Everybody wants something. Everybody. Especially in Hollywood."

Anson chuckled. "If I say I like this project, would you believe me?"

Emmanuel was stunned.

Anson was so frank and sincere that Emmanuel couldn't help but want to believe him.

Unexpectedly, Anson shrugged lightly, "This is true, but only part of the truth. The other part of the truth is for Forest Pictures."

"Oh, Forest Pictures, my company."

"Emmanuelle, you have been in Hollywood for many years. You should be familiar with how things work here. Here, you always need a goal to pursue."

"As you said, everyone wants something. Either profit or glory. Over time, all movies are simply and crudely labeled as commercial movies or art films."

“Commercial films are those that make money, and art films are those that express themselves.”

"Woody Allen once said that the two biggest misunderstandings people have about me are that they think I'm an intellectual just because I wear glasses, and they think I'm an artist because my movies always lose money."

“So, are Woody Allen’s works commercial films or art films?”

Neither.

Woody Allen's works are neither artistic nor commercial enough. By Hollywood standards, his works are often difficult to label.

"What about 'Fight Club'? What about 'Blade Runner'? What about '2001: A Space Odyssey'? What about 'The Blows'? What about 'Rear Window'?"

“When Hollywood simply and crudely divides movies into two categories, commercial and artistic, movies lose their diverse and colorful charm. This is my goal. I hope that directors, screenwriters or producers dare to break the framework, give full play to their imagination and creativity, and give movies unlimited possibilities.”

"Of course, since it is a company, it needs to make a profit, otherwise it will not be able to continue operating. I will not deny this."

"One difference is that profit is not the first goal, but how to make movies that are full of fun and possibilities."

Emmanuel was shocked.

Although Emmanuel knew that Anson did not play by the rules, the sting and sharpness of the constant challenge to his self-cognition still made his scalp numb when he really came into contact with Anson.

Emmanuel, "You know this is just an ideal."

Anson: "Of course. Maybe the final outcome will still be a failure. There are too many cases where ideals lose to reality, and I am not the only one. But I still want to try." Emmanuel: ... "So, this is why you filmed "The Butterfly Effect" and "Eternal Love"?"

Anson, "Not really. But I do keep trying."

Emmanuel's eyes fell on Anson again, "Why are you willing to explain to me? In fact, you don't have to explain. Just throw a check over. Alfonso won't refuse."

Anson spread his hands, revealing a regretful expression, "I thought we were already friends."

Emmanuel, "Haha." He pulled the corners of his mouth with a forced smile.

This expression made Anson burst into laughter. "I'm trying to win you over. If you haven't noticed yet, it means I haven't tried hard enough today."

Emmanuel gave a rare helpless smile.

Anson said, "You are an excellent photographer. You are famous among Mexican filmmakers. You have been working in Hollywood for ten years and have excellent connections. If you can recognize the business philosophy of Jungle Pictures, maybe we can cooperate in the future, or there will be other potential cooperation opportunities."

"Benefit. Emmanuel, benefit."

Emmanuelle shook her head slightly. “I thought you would wrap it up with friendship and dreams.”

Anson, "I have tried very hard to package it. But there is no need to deny some facts. As for 'Children of Men', I really like this project and believe that we can make a wonderful work that will make those arrogant big companies like Warner Bros. realize what they have missed."

Emmanuel admitted that Anson was very persuasive, very.

Not to mention Alfonso, even he couldn't help but get excited. The dreams, the passions, the impulses that had been quietly hidden deep in his soul, which had all been dormant during all these years in Hollywood, awakened again.

Emmanuel also wants to get rid of the labels of commercial and art and shoot subjects that he is really interested in. He also wants to return the film to its own essence.

However, as a small photographer, he really has no say in Hollywood.

Maybe, Anson is different?
Emmanuel still reserved his opinion and hesitated, "That's Warner Bros., do you have the confidence to convince them?"

Anson shrugged lightly. "When you look at it as a whole, it's a giant crocodile that's hard to approach. However, inside this behemoth, it's actually still controlled by humans. In the final analysis, they are still dealing with humans. No matter how much capital they have, they still can't get rid of the human way of thinking."

"Things are not that complicated."

Emmanuel was skeptical, "Are you sure?"

Anson, "Of course, I have actually convinced Warner Bros.; it's just that it will take whatever it takes."

Emmanuel, "Normal. After all, this is Hollywood, there is no such thing as a free lunch. However, if it were you, you would have the capital to sit down and negotiate with Warner Bros."

Anson, "Oh, finally, I finally heard your praise today, I am a little touched."

Emmanuel, "..."

Anson, "So, you mean, you're willing to join the Children of Men project?"

Emmanuel, "I'll think about it seriously."

Anson, "Haha. Okay, you take your time to think about it. Alfonso and I will continue to work hard."

Emmanuel, "I said, I will think about it slowly, there is no need for you to put pressure on me."

As the afternoon sun shone down, Anson and Emmanuel were walking along the street, talking and enjoying themselves. People passing by in Los Angeles didn't notice this at all.

Because it is simply unimaginable that such a group would appear on the streets.

In the soil of Forest Pictures, Anson planted another seed, quietly waiting for it to take root and sprout, hoping that it would eventually grow into a towering tree and join with other seeds to form a dense forest.

(End of this chapter)