Durin's Diary

Chapter 342 There is a Super Tough Opponent
Next up were Best Costume Design and Best Art Direction, but Du Lin was unable to be nominated because he didn't have a physical imaging device.

But then Mr. Kumire mentioned Best Original Song and glanced at the audience: “Maybe we could consider putting all that red tape aside.”

The audience laughed.

"Okay, let me be so excessive this time today, because I think there is no point in guessing anymore." After saying that, Kumir turned sideways.

On the big screen behind him, two young lives were sitting there, and in front of them was a burning city.

Jean has a sister who is Robert's first love.

And Du Lin's song hit almost everyone's sweet spot.

After all, everyone has a regret.

"I declare that the best song of the year is Mr. Dooling's 'We Prayed For Summer'"

Du Lin stood up and walked towards the stage.

Countless hands reached out to shake hands with Du Lin.

Until Du Lin walked onto the stage and took over the third trophy from Mr. Kumiel who had been prepared long ago.

"Anyone familiar with the story of Jean and Robert knows that Jean has a sister who is His Majesty Robert's first love. You dare to write this. Aren't you afraid of being beheaded by His Majesty?" Kumir asked with a smile.

Du Lin shook his head: "His Majesty said that my writing is good and he likes it very much." At this point, Du Lin looked at Kumir: "Do you want me to say anything else?"

"Please, kid, go down. If you keep saying nice things, I'll finish you off." After saying that, Kumir laughed heartily. "It was just a joke."

"It's okay." Du Lin smiled and shook hands with him.

On the way back, Du Lin once again handed the trophy to his mentor Czerny.

The old elk took the trophies with excitement on his face. He held one in each hand and smiled like a child.

Du Lin sat back in his seat. The following supporting actor, actress and leading actor awards had nothing to do with him - because these four awards required real people.

It’s a shame that there aren’t even real people in these Dooling films.

"The next step is the highlight." Professor Czerny's reminder woke up the drowsy Du Lin.

He glanced at the stage and saw Mr. Kumire opening his new envelope: "Next is the best screenplay... Let's move on to the screen."

Du Lin looked at the screen.

The first image that appears is the sound of the wind, the male protagonist’s frozen smile, and a one-minute still image that feels like hell.

Fifteen seconds later, the second movie to appear on the screen was "Seven Hills of Love", in which the male protagonist rode a bicycle and carried the female protagonist through the streets.

Fifteen seconds later, the third person to appear on the screen was Robert Walter's biography, with two young men sitting there.

The last person to appear on the screen was the Godfather. The young Godfather took over the banner of his fathers. He walked through the light and sat in the darkness. A cat jumped onto his legs.

The audience applauded for almost three minutes.

Kumire smiled and sighed, "I told you that you have a very tough opponent this year. Now you understand who that opponent is. Come on, Mr. Doolin Elsh, please come on stage!"

Du Lin came to power.

"I asked the judges, and they said that all four of your films were perfect, so they couldn't make up their minds, and finally decided to give you a special trophy."

After saying that, he handed a trophy with a horn on top to Du Lin and said, "Come on, young man, say something."

"In my opinion, film is an art form that belongs to the image. A person's life is actually a miracle composed of countless images. Our job as directors is to turn such miracles into something that can be watched repeatedly by the naked eye. I am a grassland spirit, standing on the shoulders of all the giants who have come before me. I hope that film will become an artistic legend, and that every minute and every second will be worth remembering. I also want to thank many people, such as my mentors, my allies and lovers, the Northern Academy of Arts, the Copenhagen Church Band of the Twin Mothers, and so many others that if I were to name everyone one by one, it would probably take me a whole day and a whole night to finish... Thank you all, thank you."

At the end of his speech, Du Lin drew the holy emblem of the Twin Mother Goddesses on his chest.

Many directors also stood up and drew the holy emblem. Durin left the stage, returned to his seat, and handed the trophy to Astrid. Now, she was also a strong person who could hold a cup in one hand.

Next was the Best Picture award, which also required a real person. Du Lin could only watch the award being won by Duterte, but he still thanked Du Lin.

Du Lin smiled and clapped his hands.

Next comes the most important highlight.

Best director.

Kumir put away his smile and stood aside.

Three faces appeared on the screen one after another, including Duterte and his movie, and two other unfamiliar faces.

Just as Durin was stroking Astrid, he suddenly heard familiar music.

The Message Medley
Du Lin raised his head and looked at himself on the screen.

At this moment, Kumire was almost mad: "The judges told me that they were going to give the Best Director Award and the Best Director Award to the same child. At first I thought they were crazy, but then I watched all the films and shorts made by Mr. Du Lin, and I felt that if I didn't give the award to Mr. Du Lin, I would definitely be crazy."

Then he pointed his finger at Dulin: "Mr. Dulin Ayrsh, please come on stage!"

Du Lin stood up a little awkwardly and hugged his mentor Czerny first.

"You did it, kid. I'm proud to have you as my student."

"I am also proud to have a mentor like you."

Then he hugged the girls one by one, and finally, Du Lin strode to the front of the stage.

Along the way, people kept standing up to shake hands with Du Lin. Everyone had a kind look and a smile on their face.

Du Lin shook hands with them one by one and finally came to the stage that he had become familiar with.

Mr. Kumire held out his hand and Durin shook it.

"Young prairie elf, before today, if someone had told me that a fifteen-year-old child could come to Paris and win the Golden Horn Award, the highest honor in the film industry, and become the youngest best director, I would have jumped up and punched him on the knee." Having said that, Kumir smiled, took the trophy with both hands, and handed it to Dulin.

Du Lin took the trophy and then naturally picked up the arcane microphone.

"I was just thinking about it. It's been almost a hundred years since the first movie was made. During this century, countless filmmakers have created what they consider to be the best films. Some have succeeded, some have failed. Some, like me, have stood on this stage before, while many more remain unknown and have never even set foot in this hotel, which is always packed with guests on this day."

At this point, Du Lin looked at everyone present and said, "Whether it's us or them, every filmmaker is working hard to transform film, which was initially just a rudimentary technology, into a true art. Today, after a hundred years of hard work, filmmakers are producing ever-better images and improving the quality of films. Our efforts are making film more and more like an art form."

Licking the corner of his mouth, Du Lin tried hard to make himself look like he was smiling. "When I filmed The Sound of the Wind, my father had just passed away. It was the first time I understood so clearly that there were such life-and-death struggles in the human world. It was completely different from the feeling in the Eastern Elf Territory."

"The Whisper of the Wind I filmed represents a story that took place sixty years ago. It's a story of comradeship, the sacrifice of comrades-in-arms, the dignity of civilization, the nobility of humanity, and even the lowliness of existence. Everyone is born to live, but there are always some who choose to sacrifice their own lives so that others can live with dignity. I tried my best to capture everyone's choices, but I also had to make compromises so that more young people, young and inexperienced, can go to the cinema and see this history of sixty years ago."

"I have always firmly believed that history cannot be tampered with, and what historical films can do is to adapt this history in a way that is acceptable to future generations while preserving its authenticity to the greatest extent possible...Everyone says my adaptation is successful, but I know I haven't done my best, because I can't present every cruel page of history in the most blood-soaked way possible. This would be a blasphemy to every sacrifice, and I feel guilty towards every unsung hero."

"All of this is also the flaw and regret of historical films, but precisely because of this, each of us must remember the history of civilization and remember every step we have taken, because forgetting represents betrayal, and what betrayal represents, I believe, is self-evident."

Having said that, Du Lin bowed his head and thanked the people in the audience.

"Thank you. Each of you is my elder. Thank you for listening to my long complaints. I am a grassland elf and also a junior. I stand on the shoulders of giants and paint a picture called film, and I never get tired of it... This is Doolin Lily Corleone. Thank you everyone."

Mr. Kumire put away his cynicism, and when his applause rang out, the entire venue was filled with applause.

Du Lin raised the trophy and walked down the stage.

Roy, I recognize your nobility and affirm your sacrifice.

May the heaven on earth that you want to create truly come one day.

(End of this chapter)