Hollywood Hunter

Woke up very early.

The sky is bright.

Perhaps it is due to jet lag.

There is a time difference between east and west coast

Looking blankly at the ceiling of the wooden house, I suddenly felt that I might be crazy.

It was only on the weekend that it really flew from New Haven to a strange town thousands of kilometers away, living in a bedroom provided by a boy with only a few sides.

Moreover, the boy has a girlfriend.

Ok.

This has nothing to do with yourself.

Perhaps, since I heard a boy's crazy guitar sound on a beach one day, I always wanted to do something crazy.

If we do not get crazy now, we're going to grow old.

Yesterday afternoon, I also skied for the first time.

Watching him rush from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, Lisa, who also likes skiing, seemed to meet an idol, ah screamed and explained to her how powerful he was, and then rushed down.

Then, there are two stupid jennies left on the top of the mountain who can only play single boards.

What a shame.

Fortunately, there are two, someone to accompany themselves.

I followed the study very hard, inevitably fell several times, and I still have some pain.

However, the excitement in my heart continued until now.

It's a pity to leave in a hurry this afternoon.

There are classes tomorrow.

Moreover, this matter can't be told to mom and dad, otherwise it will definitely be scolded, but he is a good girl and has persisted for many years.

Can only be silently remembered.

I didn't know how long I was in a daze, and it felt like the sky was bright, so I sat up carefully and picked up the watch on the bedside cabinet and looked at it at 7:30.

The premiere of his movie is 9 o'clock. It must have passed a little earlier.

I don't know if he got up.

Perhaps, you should go and prepare breakfast for everyone.

Ok.

There must be no other thoughts.

I am a good girl.

After getting dressed and washing, she tied her hair in front of the mirror.

When you go out and wear a hat, you must still untie it.

but.

He occasionally glanced at his ponytail.

Ah.

It's exposed.

When can't I find it?

Without shouting Lisa, she left the bedroom lightly and came to the kitchen lightly.

Then he was taken aback. He was already busy in the kitchen, listening to him greet himself, and responded quickly, as if he was planning to do something bad and was caught.

Still have the courage to step forward and help.

Janet and Lisa also got up quickly.

After breakfast, at 8:10, a group of four drove away from the resort's apartment and came to the Egyptian theater in the center of Park City.

I have done my homework in advance, knowing that this is just a very small mini film festival, and the popularity is not high.Looking at the hall with more than 400 seats in the Egyptian theater, I was worried.Yesterday, I noticed that the streets of Park City are not busy. It is now morning. In such a cold day, there are fewer people willing to get up and watch movies.

If there are too few people coming to watch the movie, it will be big.

So he took the initiative to guest volunteers, got a thick stack of film festival flyers from the staff, and planned to distribute them outside the theater door.

I am pretty, and I should be able to attract a few more guys.

Lisa and Janet came out with a stack of flyers just like her. Lisa already regarded him as an idol, and she was already a very enthusiastic person. It was understandable to do so.

Janet surprised her a bit.

At first glance, it is a woman who is respected and superior, but willing to do so, it seems that she really loves him.

Then, I soon discovered that my worries just seemed a little redundant.

Starting at half past eight,

Standing on the street and turning to look into the theater, the hall was crowded with people, and some people were questioning loudly.

The couple next to each other also fought a few words and listened to the content. The two watched two movies yesterday, and the attendance was only 20% to 30%, so the boy thought about coming in time, and he could stay in bed.

I didn't expect to get in.

Looking at the time, it was almost nine o'clock and the screening was about to begin, so I looked at Lisa and Janet.

The theater hall is full of people. How do you get in?

Hesitated for a moment, but still daring to rush inside.

Explaining the situation to the staff encountered, the three of them were put in, and complaints of dissatisfaction suddenly came from behind.

Entering the screening room, all the people looked around, the conversation gathered together, buzzing, very lively.

Thinking of the couple just now, I couldn't help being more proud.

He really is the one that is different.

Some anxiously came to the front row with Janet and fortunately, he reserved a place for them, just next to him, three in a row.

I also saw Robert Redford sitting on the other side of him, talking with each other.

Although she knew that Robert Redford was the founder of this film festival, she was very surprised to see the other party. She liked "Walking Out of Africa" ​​two years ago and bought videotapes.

Meryl Streep and Robert Redford.

Karen and Dennis.

Self and he

Inexplicable little substitution, inexplicably sad.

Sigh gently.

Janet sat down next to him, she sat down next to Janet, and Lisa sat down next to her happily, very excited.

Heartless guy.

At nine o'clock.

The lights in the auditorium dimmed on time.

Some surprises, this is a film festival anyway, is there no interaction at all?In a blink of an eye, I realized that maybe it was placed after the movie was played, from 9 to 12 o'clock, but there were three hours.

The opening chapter is a poem by British poet T.S. Eliot: "We will not stop exploring. The end of this exploration will return to our starting point and let people know it for the first time."

I still know Eliot, the Nobel Prize winner in literature.It's just that her work is always obscure, and she doesn't like it too much.

However, since he used it here, he still planned to think about it.

then.

The pendulum sound, the rapid second hand sound, the music that can't wait, the cry of Lola's eruption, completely interrupted her attempt to stop and think, leaving only the figure running fast in the streets of Santa Monica, Los Angeles .

Red hair, blue vest, green pants, big shoes.

Her name is Laura.

Running Laura.

A completely subversive image.

A completely subversive movie.

Surprisingly, it was suddenly found that in general, the original film can still be made this way, the original animation can be used this way, the original lens can be so sharp, the original mirror can be so tricky.

There is also music.

There are still pictures.

It wasn't until the end of the last scene that she recovered from a dreamy trip and couldn't help looking forward to the second movie watching immediately.

In a blink of an eye, there was some regret.

In a short period of time, it is certainly impossible for me to see it again, unless this movie can be registered in the cinema.

Such an excellent movie will definitely be able to log in to the cinema.

She has no doubt about this.

However, she is still aware of some things in Hollywood. Even if you log in to the cinema, such an alternative movie will definitely not be released on a large scale.

Ok.

By then, even if New Haven does not exist, there must be in New York.

Some thoughts were distracted, not paying much attention to the subtitles slowly falling on the big screen, but the audience around them obviously began to whisper.

I don’t mind and I don’t think about it.

Anyway, the movie has been finished, and they will definitely like this movie very much.

Later, Lisa next to her suddenly poked her: "Jenny, did you notice?"

"Ok?"

"End credits," Lisa said, turning her head to look at her a few times, dissatisfied: "You are so distracted in such a great movie?"

"Of course I don't," she immediately shook her head guilty and said, "I'm just thinking when I can see this movie again."

"Okay," Lisa shrugged, but said: "Are you really not paying attention to subtitles?"

Worried that Janet and he heard on the other side, he hinted that Lisa was quieter and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lisa raised her hand and gestured: "Many names, Simon's name."

Still confused.

Lisa clearly suspected that she might be dazzled, and said again: "Producer, director, screenwriter, photography, lighting, soundtrack, set, editing, anyway, there are several others, all are Simon's own name. "

This time she finally understood.

But I also think that Lisa may be dazzled.

Just a few words about her, all the subtitles fell, and the lights in the auditorium lighted up again.

With the bright light, the original dim discussion suddenly subsided.After a short pause, warm applause sounded.

After more than ten seconds, the staff set up chairs on the stage, Simon pulled Janet and Robert Redford together on stage, and the applause that had faded was warm again.

It wasn't until Robert Redford smiled and raised his hand that the auditorium gradually quieted down.

Afterwards, Robert Redford personally acted as the host, holding the microphone and saying, "I promised you at the opening ceremony on Friday that after watching this movie, you will never be disappointed. There should be no People doubt my judgment? But if you still don’t like this movie, you can only ask Simon to settle the bill."

In the light laughter in the auditorium, Robert ridiculed very subtly: "Of course, before doing this, you must make sure that you can beat the kid next to me. Now, if you have any questions, you can raise your hands. Now."

Wow--

Robert Redford's voice fell, and dozens of hands in the auditorium were raised at almost the same time. Some people hesitated a little, raising their hands halfway, and had to put them down temporarily to see the situation in front of them.

After glancing down the stage, Robert Redford nodded at a brown-haired girl in glasses sitting in the front position.

The girl got up and habitually supported her glasses, looking at Simon on the stage, and said: "Mr. Westeros, I am Jane Trevor, a reporter from Variety. I am honored to be able to watch "Rola Run". A novel anti-genre movie. However, I have just counted. There are at least ten posts with your personal name in the behind-the-scenes list. Although it is a bit pretentious, I still have a hard time to believe that these are all done by you. ?"