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Chapter 215 Winning the Prize
"The winners of the FIPRESCI Awards are Sex, Lies and Videotape and Pulp Fiction."

"I go……"

Why give me a prize now?
At least I can mention my film at the last few awards to give myself more confidence.

But nothing happened.

If you give it, you give it. It’s worth being happy about the prize.

Moreover, he didn't know how many cameras were facing him at the moment, and it was too easy for some people to use this to make a fuss. Huang Ze smiled and clapped himself twice, then stood up and walked to the stage.

In the aisle, I met Steven Soderbergh who was walking out. The two looked at each other, shook hands, made fists, raised them up and touched them, and then walked up.

After receiving the certificates and when it was their turn to give their acceptance speeches, the two of them immediately became humble.

"You come first."

"you first."

"Whoever has more hair comes." Steven Soderbergh made a decisive move, making the audience laugh.

Huang Ze was also defeated.

People have made fun of themselves to this extent, what else can you do?
Whoever is shorter will come?

Come.

Before giving his acceptance speech, Huang Ze couldn't help but glance at Steven Soderbergh's forehead.

You are a young man in his twenties, why do you have such a high hairline?
If you don’t know me, you might think you are an English gay because you have a bald head from your ancestors.

Huang Ze muttered to himself, and then faced the crowd, "I came first, so I came first. I did come first. Compared to Steven, I am already an old man."

After making a self-deprecating remark, Huang Ze immediately began the usual expressions of gratitude.

If I say too much now, what will happen if I win an award later?
If there is no prize later.

If there is no award, there is no need to say so much.

After the formal thanks, Huang Ze handed the stage to Steven, and after Steven finished his speech, they walked away together.

Sitting back in her seat, Jennifer Connelly asked worriedly, "There shouldn't be an unspoken rule that you can only win one award, right?"

"No." John Travolta responded, "Let alone these awards, even the main competition awards, as long as the quality of the film is high enough, two or even three can be won."

"The quality of Director Huang's film is definitely good, and I think I acted very well."

John Travolta pointed at himself and said, "Best Actor!"

After a pause, he pointed at Huang Ze again, "Golden Palm."

"If you can't win the Palme d'Or, will you act in one of my films for free in the future?" Huang Ze looked at John Travolta seriously.

"No problem, I'm willing to take a share of the box office." John Travolta agreed, "So if Director Huang has any low-cost, risk-taking films in the future, feel free to come to me, as long as it's not a film like Sylvester Stallone's first film, The Italian Stallion, that requires that level of risk."

"Haha, then I'll take it seriously." Huang Ze would definitely not refuse this proposal. After all, this bet was a one-way one.

If there is a movie in the future that really needs to win awards but has high costs and difficulty in making a profit, it is something you can consider.

"What if we win the Palme d'Or?" John Travolta realized that there was something wrong with the bet and asked.

"Okay, the awards are being presented, focus." Huang Ze patted the other person's arm, "We've already agreed on what we just said."

Without waiting for John Travolta to continue speaking, Huang Ze put his finger on his mouth and made a "hush" sound, then looked intently at the podium.

One small prize after another was awarded, and finally it was the turn of the main competition unit awards.

The first is the Jury Prize.

Without big characters, it can be said to be an award with lower gold content in the main competition unit.

"The winners of the Jury Prize at the 42nd Cannes Film Festival are Jesus of Montreal and Days of Being Wild."

"Not bad." Huang Ze gave Wang Jiawei his blessings.

At the same time, I was wondering why all the awards related to me tonight were double yolks.

Forget it, as long as Wang Jiawei is here, the number of egg yolks doesn’t matter.

After comforting himself, Huang Ze looked at Wang Jiawei, who was still a little reserved on the stage.

Who would have thought that this person had made big news in Cannes in his previous life!
"Thank you, thank you." Wang Jiawei looked towards Huang Ze.

I just felt that I was extremely safe.

Naturally, the only thing left for Huang Ze was gratitude. When giving the acceptance speech, the last thanks were given to Huang Ze, which was also the longest thanks in the speech.

"I would like to express my special thanks to Director Huang Ze, who took me to shoot In the Mood for Love and later invested in my debut film. He also gave me a lot of inspiration for this film. Thank you."

After making eye contact with Huang Ze, Wang Jiawei looked at the people in the audience and this thought flashed through his mind.

Is this considered a success?

Next time I make a film, I can still shoot even without a script, right?

should be okay!
No, it definitely can.

After giving himself a positive answer, Wang Jiawei walked off the stage.

The awards continue.

The Best Actress award was given to Hollywood evergreen Meryl Streep, nicknamed Aunt May, for her role in "Aunt May".

The Best Actor award went to James Spader, the protagonist of "Sex, Lies and Videotape" and also the Ultron in "The Avengers".

Huang Ze and John Travolta had no reaction to this.

They both knew that the so-called movie king had no hope of winning the role of Vincent.

But Huang Ze has a chance to win the next Best Director award.

However, before the mood here could even be brewing, it was revealed.

The Best Director award went to Emil Kusturica, director of "Song of a Wanderer."

A famous director, a Serbian, born in the famous Sarajevo, won the Palme d'Or in 85. If I remember correctly, ten years later, he won the Palme d'Or for the second time in 95 with "Underground".

"Don't blame yourself for losing." Huang Ze offered his blessings.

Of course, the most important thing is that there is hope.

Even if I can't win the Best Director award, I still have the Jury Prize and the Palme d'Or!

Instead, it gave me even greater fantasies.

Soon, the Jury Grand Prix was finally announced.

French director Bertrand Brillet's "You Are Not Deserving of Her" and Italian director Tornatore's "Cinema Paradiso".

"Our biggest competitor won the Grand Jury Prize, so he probably won't win the Palme d'Or, right?" John Travolta covered his mouth and asked Huang Ze in a low voice.

"It probably won't win, but that doesn't mean we have a chance. There's also 'Sex, Lies, and Videotape', which is also very competitive."

"Huh?" John Travolta frowned, "I remember it clearly, didn't he win the Best Actor award?"

"There is no conflict between the acting awards and the Palme d'Or." Huang Ze swallowed nervously.

At this point, it all depends on this final step.

If it hadn't won it, it would have only had a FIPRESCI Award which was not in the main competition unit, and its gains would have been even less than that of "Days of Being Wild".

If you take it, then needless to say.

Two of the three major European races were taken, leaving only the Golden Bear, which is the easiest of the three and is naturally burdened with historical baggage.

Maybe I can collect all three in the future!
"It's really like one step to life, one step to death!" Huang Ze held his breath and stared at the guests on the stage.

(End of this chapter)