King of Hollywood

Chapter 81: Seizing Opportunities

The film was a success, and Finch didn't want to give the audience a mild pulse story, so it began to seem depressed, and the color of the lens was always darker, whether it was the street, the police station, the library or the bar, so unchanged, coupled with the sophisticated Montague editing technique, while adding more weight and suspicion to it.

However, the same editing technique was used for different scenarios, such as Mills and Samosse, who met the murderer pretending to be a journalist outside the fourth victim's house, and Mills, who was angry because of the victim's tragic condition, thought that the other party had snuck in and snatched the camera out of it with a great deal of fire, and was unexpectedly the target of the criminal.

Featuring, changing shears and transitions, stretching moves, Mills and Samothe's different xing Gordons leap across the screen, and burning and angry emotions overflow the rhetoric. However, when the Mills invited Samoses to dinner at CARICOM, the same editing technique remained essentially unchanged: close-ups, cut and converted, stretched movements, with only a few slight changes in angles, but the happiness that pervaded Mills' face and the gentle image of his wife, Tracy, appeared just right, which was the basic qualities that an excellent director should have.

Of course, that's not to say that Finch's clips are perfect, at least there's a lot more to be done in Adrian's eyes. Like Kevin? Spicey's secondary frontal appearance, if switched to two long lens rotations, combined with the front and rear connections, would undoubtedly make the shocking and weird atmosphere more intense and grasp the audience's mind.

Finch is a little overworked here, trying to highlight the indifference and cruelty of the murderer, but it's not working as imagined. It is normal for him to be radically biased in control when he is now exposed, and even then he handles it well, and Adrian can see that he relies on the accumulation of previous life and present life.

Kevin Spacey's John? Doo's shocking appearance surprised a lot of people, and the film's atmosphere became even more creepy and unpredictable. The indescribable reference here is to the intent of the killer, not the so-called high-intelligence crime, John? To a large extent, Doo is a cold-blooded and cruel religious madman, as can be seen from the fact that he put himself together for the ritual of calculating Mills' completion of the seven counts.

And the key to making people feel intelligent is that the movie was told from the perspective of two policemen from the beginning to the end, and Mills was counted after eating everywhere, so he thought the killer was powerful. If you really want to say a high-intelligence crime, the "Very Suspect" waiting to be shown is more qualified. Even so, the small details of "Very Suspect" are problematic. Perfect high-IQ crime movies are not so easy to shoot. Instead of obscuring crime methods like "Seven Crimes", Jiao can easily be seen as a high-IQ crime movie.

Anyway, the end shook the audience again, so brutally so dark and gloomy that there seemed to be no hope, all that remained was Mills' angry grief to the extreme face before the shooting and, Samotheism: Hemingway said, it was a beautiful world worth fighting for, and I agree with the second half.

Although Adrian had seen Dennis perform and called it good when he was at the studio, the post-processing from the screen appeared to be more shocking. The change in expression was ultimately achieved by him, especially the pair of eyes, from stunned to angry to bloody and tearful, perfectly conveying that sentiment of sadness and rage, and at the moment of the gunshot, Adrian even heard the angry curse of "* *” in the audience.

Besides, after the movie ended, Dennis was congratulated by no fewer people than Spacey. Previously on the studio, Adrian Cheng thought he was at least a better shot than Pete, but now he looks far more than that.

The next day, more film critics saw it and commented, similarly acknowledging the performances of Dennis and Freeman, Spicey and Gwyneth, although their words were clearly more sharp than those of the audience.

“The most obvious difference between Shamuse and Mills is that Shamuse grew up through a generation of traditional media, such as newspapers and books, and Mills was accompanied by television and radio, so Shamuse was more stable, and Mills had no choice but to get bored as he searched for information in the library. David Finch obviously wanted to show the difference between the two generations in the film, while exploring the reasons for this social indifference, which he did well in the film itself.

A few actors are pretty good, too, Morgan? Freeman's acting doesn't have to say much. The old cop's image jumped on the screen simply. Kevin? Even though Spicey has more than a dozen minutes of theater, is that as shocking as Anthony? Hopkins' performance in Silent Lamb; Gwyneth, who is also one of the key players with few appearances? Pat Lo, the most wonderful place in the film is to interpret the image of a gentle wife just right. No wonder at the last minute, Dennis? Nate would be so angry, I think his close-up should be one of the best shots of the year. Unfortunately, in reality, there is no woman who can make him so affectionate. ”Is this Frank the film critic? Bateman commented that this man had always been known for his pointy acidity, and this time was no exception, praising a bunch of last words that made people feel like they were stuck in their throats.

Nor can he be blamed for making such a mockery of nong at the end, because most media outlets do, and they always praise the film while not forgetting a few words. Who makes his gossip so eye-catching?

“Forget what the media is saying, your main task now is to appease them, and it's enough to have those statements made before. Whatever you choose in the future, let them calm down.” That's what Adrian said to Dennis, and it seemed to be for him - well, he was for him, but for a different purpose.

As for the reason, it's interesting to say that Dennis was dug up entirely by him, unlike Hanks, Spacey, etc., who went to tie Jiao and pull him up because he knew what they were going to accomplish, even Ralph? Phoenix, it was a brilliant achievement early on.

Only Dennis, his past and future are blank, and Adrian still remembers how he felt when he said, "It can't be worse than it is now." They say the miracle director has a brilliant eye and is good at what every actor can make, but this kind of praise is true only for Dennis.

So Adrian has always looked at him differently, and Dennis has no shame about trusting him, so why not make the future even more interesting now that he's designed a bright future? Dennis wasn't without that potential anyway, he could have taught him a lot of things.

“Think about it. Isn't that interesting?” Adrian smiled at the newspaper and said.

“What's interesting?” Come here with the fruit. "asked Gwyneth.

“Nothing, they praised your performance Jiao,” Adrian yang the newspaper in his hand, "the only bright, beautiful, yet not entirely vase in the black tone throughout the film. ”

“It's still a vase.” Gwyneth, sitting beside him, sighed, but the smile on her face could not be stopped. How could she be unhappy with the fact that she won the play in the Seven Sins, albeit not much, but let the vast majority of film critics praise it?

“It's just the beginning, darling," Adrian hugged her shoulder, "and don't forget, there's going to be a great movie at the end of the year, and you're going to be part of a big production that's going to make a huge difference in film history. ”

“I'm looking forward to it, Ed,” Gwyneth winked, "and you're never wrong. ”

When Adrian settled in, she laughed and pinched her chin: "So what kind of reward do you think I get? ”

“What do you want, Ed? ”

“Oh, it's up to you, honey. ”

Looking at Adriana's playful gaze, Gwyneth, who was already familiar with his style of action, hummed immediately, then reached out to take a fine banana out of the fruit tray, gently peeled it with a slim finger, glamorously watched him slowly tuck the white fruit rou into his mouth, slowly spinning, chewing, while repeatedly chou came out, deep, and then shrugged the white goose neck to swallow it. Half the time she eats it and takes it out completely, sticking out her tongue on the fruit rou with a fine tian, it really needs more of you and more of you.

“Well... you can't do this, Gwinnie.” Adrian, who looked a little silly, coughed up and said so.

“Why not? Didn't you like it a lot?” Gwyneth giggled.

“Because this afternoon we're going shopping,” Adrian shrugged, "and you don't want me to be the devil right now and ruin an afternoon that was supposed to be beautiful? ”

“What if it's ruined?” Gwyneth picked out the eyebrows and bit the banana half way down, and the eye waves just didn't say "come on," which is a woman who can take chances.

No wonder Gwyneth approached him with an end in mind from the beginning, so he invested a lot less in emotions, and while utility xing was not as strong as Zeta Jones, it was still much more. Now that her career had dawned, the choice had proved to be the right one and would naturally need to be further consolidated.

It's okay, she's already me. Adrian didn't care. At this time, he was facing Gwyneth's legs lying on the long table. Although these legs were not as perfect as Kate's or Blanchett's, they still looked xing to you. Especially when rubbing, he was constantly swayed by short skirts, if hidden.

Down again, her hands rounded her waist and flat stomach gently across the clothes - yes, under her legs were her bellies, because Gwyneth lay down on a long table, her head and body resting on the edge of the wooden table at a 90-degree angle, allowing Adrian to enjoy the beauty of this deep throat.

In fact, since the Seven Crimes received good reviews and walked all the way up the box office, Gwyneth has always been in bed with Adrian, after all, with so many women, probably still talking sweet words to her in the morning and me in the afternoon. Though it's uncomfortable to think of Gwyneth so much, if you want to hold him tight, you can't care less. Besides, Adrian is also very comfortable with women. Why do you care so much when you're with him?

Adrian is very good at seducing women, besides speaking well, he is also very good at observing colors, and is familiar with the characteristics of every woman and always grasps their minds just right. Sweet words to Gwyneth, for example, are no better than blueprints for the future, but must not reveal traces; or Kate, who is pregnant, always listens patiently to her nagging and doesn't get angry about her irrationality; and like now--

“I don't understand. He's just trying to save the woman he loves. It's totally understandable, isn't it? ”

“It is understandable, of course, that a man who cannot take care of his own woman would not be a good man if, from a man's point of view alone, I were to raise my hands in favour of his approach, and I would not hesitate to do so if it were for you. ”

“… I would never believe it. ”

“It's okay, and I don't ask you to believe that as long as I know what I'm doing - or get back to the subject, though, you also understand that a lot of things can't come from a single individual, and in any case, the male lead's behavior was, at the time, an enemy act. ”

“Yes, but... that's not the main point of the novel. ”

“Of course, I'm just stating an objective fact. Everyone has a selfish side, and some things may be right for a few people, but it's wrong to jump out and look at the environment. ”

“... then why are you shooting this movie? And don't worry about it at all. ”

“Simply because we are a victorious nation and we have a strong sense of reason, we will not care about such a scenario, but will sympathize with the male and female protagonists. Think about it, what do you think the public would think of such a movie if we split the autumn color equally with Germany and still let them occupy Europe for what they could do, and even suffered a number of major and tragic defeats in North Africa?” When Adrian said this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart and think of that country on the Pacific side.

America can make films like Iwo Jima Letters because they are the owners, so long as the dog around them is gentle enough, the owner won't mind digging a little person xing out on them, and can also reflect the owner's generosity and sad heavenly feelings. But what kind of spirit is it that if China were to replace it, the wound that was bitten out of it hasn't completely healed, and because of a series of things that made the name of the victorious country not correct, but rushed to think for the other party, if the other party doesn't apologize, then apologize for the other party instead?

Adrian quickly broke out of this emotion, and now it's useless to say anything, most of all to help tap the drums, so his eyes focused again on the girl in front of him.

Rachel looked somewhat faintly elsewhere, wondering what was on her mind, and no wonder, although the novel was about the feelings of people affected by the war, the main scene was indeed the amazing love between the male lead and the female lead of the married woman. This was supposed to be a moving story, but now I'm told that if we change circumstances, such love will only be strongly criticized, and that there will inevitably be some unacceptable feelings for everyone.

“Well, Rachel, let's go to the office and meet some of the leading actors first.” Adrian held Rachel's waist.

“Now?” Rachel was surprised, and then she appeared, unconsciously patching herself so close to Adrian, the tip of her nose almost next to the tip of her nose, and those dark eyes were closer together, just like before.

“Of course, I've been waiting a long time for your answer.” Adrian reasonably kissed her on the lips and pulled her up, holding her out of the hotel room until Rachel changed her clothes.

Rachel was very obedient to the whole process, even though her eyes were helpless. All the way to Bosworth Film, Adrian pulled her hand all the way to the conference room, although the movement was not as obscure as it had been in the hotel before, but remained intimate.

After informing the assistant by telephone, the first person quickly arrived in the conference room, an old man in his fifties with a bearded head.

“Hi, Anthony, you've been waiting a long time.” Adrian went forward and shook his hand.

“It's okay, it's not too long, it doesn't matter if you wait a few more minutes to get your support.” The old man smiled modestly and then measured Rachel with some curiosity.

Without waiting for Adrian to introduce us, a second person walked into the conference room and Rachelton opened his eyes. She doesn't know who this old man is, but she doesn't know the handsome, evil man in front of her, who plays Nazi officer Aymond in the Schindler List, and Ralph is well known? Finns.

“Good to see you, Ralph. How are you?” Adrian smiled and greeted him, and Feyns shrugged his shoulders, shaking his hand without saying anything.

When Adrian settled in, he complained, “You guys are always like this, with very few words. ”

“Since you know I always do, there shouldn't be such complaints.” Feyns looks innocent with his hands open.

“Okay, well, then I won't complain.” Adrian Haha laughed, then the door to the conference room was opened again, and a third person came here before he introduced him.

Rachel began to get confused, because the person who came was Sophie, the actress in Adrian's new movie a few months ago? Marcel!