The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1917 First come, first served
In fact, Colin Farrell is the real "chosen one," repeatedly ruining his career, yet always managing to get a chance at redemption.

Even when he was fifty, Hollywood was still exclaiming that he was a genius and shouldn't have been completely ruined by those awful things.

Everything is just like "he is still a child".

Clearly, Richard did not foresee such a future, or rather, he chose to ignore such a possibility, always keeping a soft spot in his heart.

Richard let out a soft breath. "I know Colin is in a bad situation right now. He's fighting his own demons in the dark, but he just needs a chance. Just one."

“It’s rare that the screenwriter personally named Colin for this project; Colin was his first choice, so I wanted to keep him in the running.”

To some extent, Edgar was able to understand Richard.

If the same thing happened to Anson, he would do whatever it takes to keep the project and give Anson a chance.

The difference is that Edgar is no longer in Richard's position, so he can empathize while also remaining somewhat clear-headed.

Edgar hesitated for a moment—

Should we just give up and hand the project over to Colin Farrell?
"Why did the screenwriter specifically name Colin?" Edgar refused to back down. Business is business, and if he didn't fight for Anson in the end, it would be his dereliction of duty.

Richard paused, "Because of Colin's talent. He's an excellent actor, you know?"

Edgar shook his head. "No, Richard, that reason doesn't convince me."

Richard looked at Edgar, who remained unmoved by reason, but his words still seemed hesitant, unsure of how to begin.

Edgar paused for a moment, then asked, "So the screenwriter is Irish too?"

Richard: ...

Edgar keenly caught the slight hesitation in Richard's expression. "Aha, I guessed right."

"The Irish are always like this, and this time is no exception."

In the film industry, the unity of people of Italian descent is well-known, with films such as "The Godfather," "Once Upon a Time in America," and "Goodfellas," which focus on the Little Italy area of ​​New York, becoming classics in film history; but in fact, their level of unity is far less than that of the Irish.

A small group of Irish people are working in Hollywood. They are a small branch that splits off from European descendants and British actors. They are closely united and share resources.

Saoirse Ronan, Michael Fassbender, Liam Neeson, Cillian Murphy, and Pierce Brosnan are all Irish actors.

And of course, there's Colin.

Edgar leaned forward slightly. "Richard, if the writers chose Colin just because he's Irish, that might not be a good thing. I believe Anson is a better fit, and I believe they'll realize that Anson is the right choice."

Richard choked—

Because he knew this, he didn't want the project to fall into Edgar's hands.

Colin had no chance against Anson.

But Richard still needed to advocate for Colin: "Edgar, how do you know Anson is interested in a project like this? This isn't a typical genre film script."

"After filming is completed, it's hard to predict whether to go through film festivals, theatrical distribution, or video rental like 'Trainspotting.' Such a project is really difficult to position, and Anson might not like it."

“He just finished filming ‘Children of Men,’ so he should change his style now.”

Edgar's eyes lit up with a smile. "Actually, you know what? I've always been looking for projects that are ambiguous and hard to define, and that's the first reason I'm interested in this one."

Richard: ... "Why?" Edgar: "Because I don't want to define Anson."

Edgar understood that he needed to convince Richard, not just for this one project, but also for Anson's future development path.

He needs a united front of all innovative artists.

"Right now, people are trying to label Anson."

"He's a pretty face. He's a box office star. He's an Oscar chaser. But Anson is just Anson. He's different from any actor before him. We shouldn't simply categorize him. He's an actor. He's Anson Wood, and he's carving out a whole new world in his own way."

Richard shook his head. "Edgar, it's easy to shout slogans, but it's not so easy to execute them. It can easily turn into a mess."

Edgar's lips curled into a slight smile. "No, everything is crystal clear."

"Look, next up is 'The Hangover' and 'Spider-Man 3', which is currently being written. These are projects aimed at conquering the summer box office. 'Walk the Line' is about to go to the Cannes Film Festival, which is a work that showcases Anson's acting skills. As for 'Children of Men,' it is still in post-production and cannot be defined yet. The distribution strategy is also unclear, but it is clear that Anson does not intend to simply define it as an awards season film."

“What we need now is a commercial film, but not a mainstream commercial film, not like ‘I Am Legend,’ but a work that showcases personal taste and the actor’s charisma. It doesn’t have to be a box office smash; it would be fine if it were a hit in the video rental market.”

Richard immediately understood, “Just like the ‘butterfly effect’ and ‘warm inner light’.”

Step by step, Anson is indeed building a completely new image as an actor, showcasing a unique charm that cannot be simply labeled.

Edgar spread his hands, looking completely at ease.

Richard knew that Edgar had good reasons for being interested in this project, but—

"What if I convince the screenwriter to have a meeting with you, and you both demonstrate a strong willingness to collaborate, but Anson refuses?"

"Shouldn't you ask Anson's opinion first before trying to win him over?"

Edgar laughed. "Leave this to me. I'll take care of it."

"Of course, Anson may refuse, and I cannot guarantee it 100%, but this is Hollywood, and no one can guarantee it 100% until it is signed and stamped in black and white."

"I'd rather disappoint an unknown screenwriter than miss the opportunity right in front of me and disappoint Anson."

Edgar was completely unresponsive, and Richard, somewhat exasperated, realized the situation was slipping out of his control. "You know he's just a screenwriter."

Edgar nodded. "Yes, I've never heard of him before."

Richard, "This is his first film project. He used to write stage plays..."

Richard had originally intended to discourage Edgar, but Edgar's eyes lit up. "Perfect. If Anson agrees, we won't have to worry about funding for this project. But as for Colin, frankly, he might need to worry about which Hollywood company is willing to invest."

Richard felt frustrated.

Edgar continued, "Anson doesn't mind working with newbies. 'The Butterfly Effect,' 'The Hangover,' it's all the same now."

Richard's shoulders slumped. "Shouldn't there be a first-come, first-served order in this..."

Edgar nodded. “Yes, I was here first. Colin is still in rehab, right? He hasn’t had time to read this project and doesn’t know how long it will take, but I’m here first, so I can have a meeting with the writers now. Richard, you know the first-come, first-served rule, right?”

Richard was dumbfounded. How could black be called white?

(End of this chapter)