King of Hollywood

Adrian suddenly feels like laughing. James in front of him? Cameron, with a bit of enthusiasm, was like a bandit who could finally move all the treasure, and it wasn't until a few years later that he yelled "I'm the king of the world” at countless cameras.

He was just about to talk, and the elevator door opened and there was a hotel lobby outside. Adrian smiled and made a gesture to James and Wendell: “Why don't we sit down somewhere and talk? ”

Three people came to the lobby for a drink, found a place to get the drink, and climbed up and talked. James did not rush Adrian to talk about investment, as he did in the elevator, but rather talked about the movie casually.

From Terminator to Alien 2 to Abyss the previous year, James talked about everything, not even the ordeals he suffered while filming his first work, Cannibal 2. Adrian, who guessed some of his thoughts, also gave a few good words, introducing himself as well. I was also told that James and Wendell were met here because the production company also held a party at the Baccarat Hotel.

“Too bad, Ed, I should have seen Memory Shards in the cinema before. It must have been a great movie.” After listening to Adrian's introduction to his latest work, James sighed so much that he didn't know if it was true or courtesy.

“You wouldn't like it so much, James, you're more in love with technology and effects than with editing,” Adrian shook his head with a smile, “just like you did for hours underwater to film The Abyss. ”

“That's true,” James didn't deny, "the reason I took seven years to produce a sequel to Terminator was because their skills didn't meet my requirements. Remember what I said to you earlier, the last part of Terminator's first episode was frame-by-frame, and if it were now, it wouldn't be that much trouble. ”

Speaking of which, he suddenly got excited: "You know, Ed, this time I designed a liquid metal terminator by Robert? Patrick plays the t-1000, and Arnold? Schwarzenegger's t-800 is going to be a great action rival for protecting the young future leader, and if you go to my studio and look at the finished footage, you'll know that your $10 million investment is absolutely worth it. ”

“I totally believe, James," Adrian nodded, "I can always put the money in your account if you want and the producer is okay. ”

“If I may, Mr. Adrian, may I ask why you must invest?” Wendell, who hasn't spoken, plugged in at this point, "you said earlier that the company you took over had just gotten better and there was absolutely no need to join in. ”

Wendell's submarine lines are obvious, not to mention the high risk. Ten million is too little compared to 100 million. Even if the movie eventually makes money, Adrian doesn't share much. James was busy staring at his companion, but Wendell looked at the young man in front of him as if he hadn't seen him, blinking.

“In my opinion, just James? The name Cameron is worth the investment.” Adrian said in his spare time.

James and Wendell couldn't help but laugh and reach out to Adrian a few minutes later: “That's the deal, Ed! ”

“But there is one thing I would like to state," Adrian, shaking James' hand, suddenly said again, with an unusual solemnity in his tone, "only 10 million, and no more. ”

James couldn't help but stand still and had no idea what Adrian was talking about, until Wendell next to him laughed and then turned his eyes and smiled bitterly.

Is this investment really not going to make much money? This is Terminator # 2! Even if the box office stays the same, Adrian has nearly doubled his profit, which is already good. Of course, his target is not in this movie. Since God made him meet James here? Cameron, who happens to be in financial distress for Terminator 2, can't say enough not to invest in emotions.

James now? Cameron has only been a front-line director for a few years, and it is now the end of Terminator 2 that holds him steady, so there is no better time than now. Just think about the number of technologies and records that have come out of this technology maniac, it is absolutely necessary to pull it together now, just...

Surely, as I remember, Terminator 2 has begun to burn money carelessly, and you can imagine the crazy look of this guy a few years later when he made the biggest investment film ever made. On the way back, Adrian was driving and thinking. But that's okay. Now's the right time, James? Cameron won't be a problem. Spielberg, can you convince him without playing the ace?

“Don't worry, Holmes, I assure you that the production of Captain Iron Hook will be completed as scheduled, and you won't have to be in the mood for it.” Spielberg reached out and pressed in the air and seemed to want Sony's producer to feel at ease sitting on another single sofa.

“Okay, Steven, we're old friends, too. I don't want to hide it from you. The company wants this movie on the summer break," Holmes sighed, "you know, Peter? Pan, Captain Iron Hook, Wendy, Little Fairy, children's favorite. ”

“Summer break? Unfortunately, Holmes, it's unlikely," Spielberg shrugged his shoulders and took the coffee in front of him, "I still have a lot of work to do, and I'm not going to allow the later work of the movie to go down. ”

“How could it be easy, Steven, just a little faster?” Holmes stalled.

“We haven't worked together long enough, Holmes, you know what I'm doing.” Spielberg doesn't mean anything by loose ends, "Christmas is a good option, isn't it? ”

Holmes stared at him for a while and said, "Is it because of that? We refused to invest? ”

“How can you say that, Holmes!” Spielberg frowned.

“That's it, come on, Steven, I know you've always wanted to make this movie, and nobody's gonna like it. Instead of spending money on it, it would be more effective to donate.” Holmes shook his head stubbornly.

“You're insulting me, Holmes!” Spielberg's tone has become fierce, "I haven't thought about putting it in someone's hands for years, but nobody's ever willing to take it over, so I'll do it myself! It's no big deal that they turned me down, but I'm so disappointed you're saying that now! ”

They looked at each other halfway, and Holmes finally sighed and softened: "Okay, I apologize, Steven, I'm sorry I offended you. ”

Spielberg sighed, too, knowing that the other side had no malice: "That's it, Holmes. ”

“That's it, Christmas file, I'll tell them.” Holmes nodded and got up and left the office.

After watching each other go out, Spielberg sat quietly on the sofa for a few minutes wondering what he was thinking, and then got up and read the documents behind the desk.

At that point, the phone on the table rang: "Mr. Steven, is there an Adrian here? Mr. Corwell wants to see you. He says he has a date with you. ”

Spielberg stunned and looked at the time and immediately reacted: "Yes, that's right. Invite him in. ”

Adrian? Corwell. He read the name several times in his heart, and the scene came to mind that night. He didn't want to go to the party, but Elaine called and invited him personally, which was a bad excuse.

The young man initially gave him a good impression, was modest, courteous, behaved appropriately, and had his own insights into things. And he had seen the film before, which had always been praised by film critics, and it was very nicely edited, telling such a wonderful simple story, and the young man was brilliant and had the potential, which was that his utility was a little heavy, and all he had said was the last word.

Thinking that Spielberg couldn't help but shake his head slightly, he didn't think utility was a terrible thing, and after all these years of making films, he knew how realistic Hollywood was. He just feels this young man is a little impatient. If he stabilizes a little, he will definitely think about it next time he has a chance to talk about it. Now...

“Hello, Ed. Glad to see you again so soon.” When that young face appeared at the door, Spielberg stood up and extended his hand and shook each other.

“Thanks for taking the time, Steven.” Adrian has a humble smile that can easily make people feel good.

The two sat at each side of the desk, chilling a few sentences before turning to the subject.

“I remember the last time you left the party, you said you wanted to convert a science fiction into a movie, didn't you?” Spielberg asked first.

“Yes.” Adrian nodded and immediately pushed the book in his hand to his desk, "An interesting science fiction about dinosaurs. ”

“About dinosaurs?” Spielberg picked his eyebrows unconsciously, and when he picked up the book on the table and looked at it, he was suddenly surprised.

“Michael? Mr. Clayton's Jurassic Park," Adrian's voice rang again, "I made contact with him just last year, and the last few waves gave me the right to adapt the film. Michael and I talked on the phone a few times, and we agreed that you were the best person to direct and make this film. ”

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