America achieves both fame and fortune

Chapter 254 has prominent features and clear selling points.

As the film nears its end, the protagonist drives a dump truck into a textile factory, releasing thousands of exploding rats in a continuous series of loud explosions.

The looms were all destroyed.

Wesley went on a killing spree, and countless assassins fell to his gun.

When surrounded by Gunsmith and Butcher, Fox immediately betrays them, and the two join forces to kill all the codenamed assassins.

Fox, like Julie, a saintly figure, chose to perish together with Sloan's last elite men.

Wesley and Sloan face off.

The inevitable outcome is that the villains will die.

At the end of the film, Sloan, spitting blood, says, "You think that's all? Our power is beyond your imagination!"

Wesley didn't hesitate to smash his head in, uttering the line from the movie's commemorative Coca-Cola: "I'm in control of my life!"

Assistant director and action choreographer Chad, along with screenwriter Brad, had considered the future and deliberately left an ending for a sequel.

The full copyrights to the comics and films are held by Martin's studio, giving them ample freedom for secondary creation.

As expected, this film, which boasts a cool and exhilarating style and highly polished action sequences, won enthusiastic applause from ordinary viewers.

When the expectations created by the publicity match the quality of the film itself, the audience will naturally be satisfied.

A round of enthusiastic applause filled Chandler Hall.

Leonardo DiCaprio asked Nicholson, who was sitting next to him, "What do you think of Martin Scorsese's film?"

With nearly fifty years of experience in the industry, Nicholson judged based solely on his experience: "It's a very distinctive commercial action film with clear selling points. Martin Scorsese has been causing so much trouble lately, and Jolie, that woman, has packaged herself so well. I estimate this film will be a big hit."

Leonardo DiCaprio said, "This bastard is really physically fit, and his action scenes are executed exceptionally well. I can't compare to him in that respect."

"You?" Nicholson glanced at his gradually bulging belly and shook his head dismissively: "You're far from it."

The old bastard spoke without any mercy: "Your action scenes are no good, your acting isn't much better than his, and now your appearance isn't good either."

Leonardo retorted, "You're really good with words."

Nicholson shrugged. "We're on the same side now. I can't exactly lie to you, can I? That would be too unethical!"

The cast and crew took their final bows, and the applause subsided.

Jenna was quite excited and said to Jones, "Dad, I suddenly had a burst of inspiration."

Jones took out a pen and notebook: "Tell me quickly, and I'll write it all down for you."

"It was Martin who inspired me!" Jenna said roughly, "If the protagonist were a woman, and she joined the League of Assassins..."

Harold and Kane, who were nearby, exchanged a glance, and the outcome was predictable.

Jenna added, "Or the male lead could continue Martin's characterization, but the League of Assassins could be made up entirely of women like Fox."

Gillian, a middle-aged divorced woman, exclaimed, "People will die!"

Jenna got more and more excited as she spoke: "They even made a Saint Valley version of Pirates of the Caribbean. If Martin's film is a big hit, we can make a similar one..."

Just a row in front of them, Sofia took the pink water bottle handed to her by Scott, bit the straw and took a few sips of water, looking relaxed and carefree.

This movie was very enjoyable to watch; it seems to be a successful genre.

The investment is going to be profitable again; I'll go back and invest in Martin again.

After the premiere, the audience gradually left the theater.

Harold and others went to the front row to congratulate Martin.

Martin hugged each of them and said, "Thank you, thank you for your support."

After seeing off the guests who had come to attend the premiere, Martin pulled Blake along to head back.

Julie, who was walking ahead, suddenly turned around and smiled at Martin.

Martin nodded slightly, as if it were just a casual greeting.

Julie quickened her pace, left Chandler Hall, and took most of the paparazzi with her.

Martin arrived at the door and ran right into Leonardo and Nicholson, those two bastards.

Nicholson blocked his way: "Going back so early? We came all the way from New York for your premiere, aren't you going to buy us a drink?"

Leonardo said, "I remember you said something about washing your face? Feeling refreshed and all that. Washing your face with alcohol?"

Blake released Martin's arm: "Go ahead."

Martin nodded.

She added, "I'll wait for you to come back and leave the door open for you."

Martin understood: "Sooner or later, I will definitely go home."

Blake smiled at the three of them and left the theater alone.

Leonardo waved his hand in front of his nose: "It smells like the sour stench of love."

Nicholson said, "Let's go to that great place you mentioned on set."

"Wait a moment." Martin waited a few minutes to make sure the paparazzi were all drawn away by his car before getting into Nicholson's car.

The three headed straight to the club that Martin and Craven frequented.

Martin went backstage, skillfully selected dancers, and after a short wait, three dancers who had just washed up entered the VIP room.

Leonardo DiCaprio chose the blonde with long legs.

Nicholson, that pervert, specifically wanted a black woman who looked remarkably like Naomi Campbell.

On Martin's side came a Latina woman with fair, smooth skin and a voluptuous figure.

Martin picked up his glass and raised it to the two men: "Let's begin."

As the sizzling lap dance began, Leonardo asked, "That's it?"

Martin pulled out a dollar bill, stuffed it into the Latina woman's waistband, and said, "Jesse, further service."

"You still remember my name!"

The energy and spirit that had been depleted during the premiere were immediately restored.

Leonardo DiCaprio's voice also changed: "It really refreshes me. My mind is much more active now. I have a new idea about the water gun party."

Martin asked, "Give me a hint?"

Leonardo replied in Martin's New York accent: "These things lose their excitement if you say them out loud first."

Martin did the same thing in New York: "Okay, let's see what new tricks you have up your sleeve."

Hopefully, it's not three grown men pointing guns at each other on the beach or in the courtyard of a villa; that would be too embarrassing.

Nicholson suddenly said, "Why don't I feel anything?"

Martin turned his head slightly and saw two huge, black tires running over Nicholson's old face. He said, "You're useless now, you're no good anymore."

Leonardo chimed in, "You're not up to it anymore!"

Nicholson immediately became enraged, leaned back off the black wheel, and said, "I want to take you out."

The black woman opened her hand and showed her five fingers.

Nicholson gave Martin and Leonardo the middle finger each: "You guys continue, I'm leaving!"

That old bastard is so disloyal; he took the black girl and left first.

Martin and Leonardo enjoyed drinks and facials until nearly 11 p.m. before leaving the club.

Atlanta, Marietta Entertainment Agency.

The lights were still on in the director of performing arts' office. On the old-fashioned wooden desk facing west, a glass bottle of Coca-Cola from 03 gleamed under the light because it was coated with olive oil.

Robert stood in front of the can of cola, facing west, muttering to himself, "The arrest warrant will definitely succeed!"

Tonight, Jessica and Emily are taking turns working overtime at Davis Studio.

They need to monitor online public opinion feedback.

The production team outsourced online word-of-mouth marketing to a company, and Jessica, in her personal capacity, also found an outsourcing job, posting on websites frequented by movie fans.

If the basic quality and reputation of the arrest warrant are guaranteed, then naturally more people will be recruited to promote it.

As the film industry has developed to this point, a good reputation is no longer something that movie fans generate spontaneously.

It involves too much marketing and behind-the-scenes maneuvering.

On the IMDB website, many outsourcing companies have specially cultivated accounts that post meticulously crafted positive reviews.

"I never expected to see such a cool action movie after The Matrix."

"Martin's action scenes are as exciting as ever, and his performance of the male lead's transformation from weakness and repression to release and strength is remarkable."

"Nothing else, 'Wanted' is just a movie that will give you a real thrill."

On other movie forums and entertainment portals, countless promotional articles related to this topic have also emerged.

"As long as you don't dislike Martin Davis and Angelina Jolie, you'll fall head over heels in love with them after watching 'Wanted'!"

The influence of media opinion on the general public is extraordinary.

On weekends, when casual moviegoers see a film called "Wanted" that they've read highly praised online or in print, they naturally reach for their wallets to buy a ticket.

As for Martin and Julie's fans, they have already been fully mobilized through various fan organizations.

Members of the Coca-Cola cult, spread across the United States, not only bought tickets to enter the theater but also became enthusiastic advocates, becoming key figures in the film's dissemination.

This is also why production companies are willing to spend a lot of money to hire star actors.

They have supporters, generate buzz, and can continuously create eyeballs.

So, Julie carried one child, held another's hand, and the nanny pushed another child in a stroller, tirelessly appearing in the bustling Century City and Rodeo Drive areas of Los Angeles.

People magazine once again featured her on its cover, publishing a series of Julie's refugee diaries written during her time in the Middle East and Africa.

It can be said that Jolie has chosen a very stylish and promising path, since she doesn't have to worry about a large-scale disappearance of refugees.

Because her country will help her create a continuous stream of refugees.

Martin accepted Ernie Lively's invitation to meet her in Burbank. They deliberately chose an open-air café as the meeting place so that paparazzi could take plenty of pictures.

Related gossip and scandals arose as a result.

Martin Davis has won over his girlfriend Blake's family!

"According to reliable sources, Martin Davis met with Blake's family and discussed his engagement to Blake."

The person in the know was naturally Bruce.

He contacted Jody, a female paparazzi he was working with, and provided her with so-called photos and insider information.

Martin is very adept at fabricating his own gossip and then selling it to the media.

All of this is to attract attention and draw people's attention to the relevant movie arrest warrants.

On the first Thursday afternoon of November, Wanted opened in 3100 theaters across North America, grossing $688 million in advance screenings!

(End of this chapter)