Chapter 1158: Watching movies a lot, niche pilgrimage?

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"Mommy, is this the movie you star in?"

The little girl dressed in a nun dress has big eyes, fair skin, and slightly drooping corners of her eyes smile as if her eyes can speak. Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the exaggerated mouth.

"Anne, I said you have to learn to be a lady."

A white middle-aged woman wearing black-framed glasses looked at the girl in front of her, who was embarrassed to stick out her tongue at Jonathan, who agreed to be fair-skinned brother beside her, but found that her brother was staring at the stage and was fascinated.

He smiled honey towards the blond plum with a charming smile on the stage.

Seeing this, Anne shrugged and leaned on the chair without any stance, but with her mother's cough, she had to sit up straight and maintain her ladylike appearance.

Not far away, a cute little loli with long golden brown hair, red mouth, white teeth, and slightly buck teeth frowned, chewing gum boredly, tilted her head and looked around, then looked at her little suit next to her very regular

My younger brother couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Hunt, you're just watching a movie, why bother to be so nervous?"

"Shi...Shi...Scarlett, you don't understand John Wu's position in my heart. I love his movies very much..."

Hunter refuted his sister like a little adult, okay... it's just a pair of little loli and a soma.

"Hunt, I remember I didn't allow you to watch these videos privately, right?" Mrs. Melanie Sloan looked at her young son seriously.

As a producer working hard in New York, Melanie Sloan naturally watches many videotapes often. She naturally likes John Wu's movies, but - the other party's movies are often not suitable for children to watch.

...

Fortunately, the drama "Chinatown" reached PG level. Otherwise, the pair of Loli Shota would not have been invited to the preview with her mother.

Of course, this is also one of the roots of the commercial compromise of those New York independent filmmakers, Diss Wu Xiaozu. An independent film that children can watch under the arrangement of adults. So how can it be considered an independent film???

If you don’t shoot some content that is not allowed to be broadcast in theaters, would you be embarrassed to say that you are an independent movie?

It's simply a shame for an independent movie.

The movie screening hall is not too small, with about 500 seats. The first few rows are invited media, critics and peers, but most of them are media people from small and medium-sized media, and a few are sitting scattered.

The New York Times, the Los Angeles Times is not a good newcomer.

This lineup is incomparable to Wu Xiaozu's status in Asia. It can be said that in Hollywood, the lineup of critics in the media participating in the preview is often proportional to the investment in the film.

Even Bowei Pictures will not rashly invest exaggeratedly in an independent film.

Those long-standing journalists and top writers should now attend the premiere of "Ambition of Fire" in Hollywood!

After all, the world is rich and powerful now, and Lang Howard is also a "community of shared future" that closely cooperates with the world. The publicity cost may be several times that of "Chinatown"...

Which one is more important, and the media can clearly understand.

Besides... Bowei gave too little money... a little bit of small profit is not enough to impress those people.

In Hollywood, it is no less profitable than an ordinary actor.

Several representatives from Bowei Film and theaters sat among the audience. They would decide on the 'rating' of the movie based on the reactions of the audience, and then report it to the company, deciding to invest in the next step in the play.

cost.

Here, everything is looking at money.

After all, no one will pay attention to the so-called favors for millions or tens of millions. That may lose their job.

Besides, it is well known that the independent film industry is very chaotic...

Who knows if this lucky director of Oriental can really control a new work?

There were spectators looking for seats in the venue.

"Qentin, this is what you are talking about with the new boss's movie? It seems that there are not many people... it's not a bad movie, right?"

"Sheit, put away your broken mouth. I believe that my ability to appreciate a movie and basic principles, but my buddy has been following the production of this movie... You know the bottom line of my principles, just like I have been determined to this day

Don't use the left hand to slam it!"

Quentin led a few good friends into the cinema.

"Hi buddy, let it go." Quentin patted a 'red neck' wearing a cowboy hat and squeezed over from him.

"Don't aim your butt at my face."

The young man in a cowboy hat fucked a sip of authentic Texas-flavored American English, "It made me smell the feces of the farm Quatta horse."

"That horse must be very handsome. How is it now?"

“It died last week.”

"God bless you, let me ask you how it died?"

"The mouth is smelly, so I was trampled to death by other horses in the horse circle." Robert Rodriguez said with a raised eyebrow.

Quentin pursed his lips, and he swore that if this was not a theater, he would have kicked the Texas man hard in the ass and stabbed him hard in with his "Spurs" boots behind him.

must!

"What do you want to say?"

"No, thank you." Quentin looked at the other party's powerful appearance and the muscles bulging in his arms, squeezed out a friendly smile, and turned his head away...

He is a ruffian, but not a fool.

If he really had a genius, he wouldn't have survived the streets...

"Blade face, you said you were involved in this movie? Then you must know Wu?" Rodriguez stabbed Quentin in the elbow.

"Of course My bro, I'm going to participate in his next drama soon." Quentin smiled proudly, and glanced at the thorny wheels on the heel of the other party's boots, "It's a great Spurs."

"Of course, I'm from San Antonio." Rodriguez shrugged and said for granted.

Dog thorns!

Quentin was speechless and could he die of talking while his eyes were turning.

In the back row, two curly brothers with very similar appearances sat next to each other.

Brothers Coen.

Out of "recommendation" of Wu Xiaozu, they came to support him in New York, who was also the banner of the independent film industry, but they did not express their identity.

besides,

There was a fat man with an unshaven bearded holding popcorn and was sitting in a chair nervously holding several "unknown versions" video tapes of John Wu's other movies.

"Del, are you sure Wu will sign you? For this preview, we have delayed the flight to Mexico..." The thin man next to him complained, "Damn, you must be crazy."

"I'm not sure, but... how can I know if I don't try it." The fat Mexican man named Del Toro swallowed, tightened the video tapes, and then stuffed popcorn wildly to relieve the stress.

Wu Xiaozu naturally didn't know that he, the top Asian director, is quite influential among the dead house, the red-neck fake cowboy, the street gangster and the weirdo... His video tape is very popular among these people.

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