Volume 2: The crown and the hat are all over the capital, and the spirit is full of energy and enter the foggy city Chapter 4 New Script
Subtitle of this chapter: Just a reminder, William Wallace was Scottish.
"Mr. David Griffith, long time no see."
"Yes, Mr. Yuan, we haven't seen each other for four months."
A short separation is better than another... Well, the man I just met shook hands vigorously.
"Well, David , when did you get to New York?"
"Oh, Neo. I arrived last night and Lillian picked me up to go to the Talkie…"
Miss Gish, who came in with him, said proudly, "David stayed in the theater all night yesterday, watching "The Twelve" over and over again."
Our Master Yuan nodded and said with a smile: “David, we should have a drink. WU JIA PI is ok?”
"Ha, Neo, that's great. Your WU JIA PI is hard to find in Los Angeles."
The female star smiled sweetly and said, "Gentlemen, let me do it."
"Thank you, Lillian." Yuan Yanshu offered her seat and asked casually, "David, your new film 'New England Road' is doing well at the box office, right?"
"This..." The father of the movie twitched his face, shook his head and smiled bitterly : "To be honest, the box office of this movie is not as good as I expected."
Upon hearing this, Master Yuan said "Oh" in an awkward manner.
In fact, he originally wanted to use this incident to strike a blow against the film master so that he would make the other party make the next film according to his own ideas.
At this time, Miss Gish came over with a glass of wine and said, "Gentlemen, your WU JIA PI."
She asked with a smile: "So gentlemen, why are we toasting?"
Yuan Yan suddenly said, "Since David's new film is not going so well, let's wish your "Twelve" a great success."
The big star said unhappily, "What do you mean my Twelve? It's our Twelve!"
"Yes, yes, ours, ours. Cheers!" Our Master Yuan winked at his lover and took a deep breath.
The three of them sat down. Yuan Yan suddenly lit a cigar and asked, "David, since you have seen our film 'Twelve', please give us some advice as a film master, so that Lillian won't really think of herself as a great director."
Mr. Griffith looked at his , sighed deeply and said, "I really can't give any advice... Well, I don't mean to say that "Twelve" is completely flawless, such as in camera movement and editing. But Lillian can really be considered an excellent director with this film."
He smiled bitterly and said self-deprecatingly: "Maybe he will be even better than I am now..."
It seems that this great director has lost a little confidence because of the failure of his recent films.
"clatter!"
Our Master Yuan snapped his fingers and shook his head, saying, "David, I told you last time that your movie didn't do well at the box office, not because you, the director, are not good enough, but because you, the screenwriter, are really mediocre..."
"Lillian told you about this. Who are the writers of The Twelve?"
"Mr. Theodore Dreiser, who wrote Sister Carrie and Janet."
"Ms. Willa Cather, the leading female writer in America today."
"Mr. Fitzgerald, who became famous with This Side of Paradise."
"There was also a poet, two journalists, three editors-in-chief, and a literature... um, enthusiast. Of course, I also made a small contribution."
Ms. Gish also agreed, "Yes, in fact, Niao wrote the storyboards. I am just an executor."
"Yes." He spread his hands and said to the great director: "Look, David. The reason why "12" is so outstanding is that its creative lineup is so strong."
This time, Mr. Griffith nodded heavily and said sincerely, "That's true. Compared to professional writers like you, I'm not a qualified screenwriter."
He immediately cheered up and said, "Since Lillian has made a good start, I think my next film should be your "Chocolat" Neo..."
But the screenwriter raised his hand and interrupted, "No, David. You can't make Chocolat yet!"
"Why?" The film master's face changed, and he said disappointedly: "Mr. Yuan, are you worried that I can't shoot it well..."
"No, no, no, you misunderstood." Yuan Yan shook her head and said, "Why would I worry that you wouldn't be able to shoot it well? What I meant is that now is not the right time to shoot Chocolate."
He sighed and said, "I can only say that you are really not a good screenwriter and producer. You don't pay attention to timing and gimmicks."
"Timing and gimmicks?" The two filmmakers looked at each other.
Master Yuan patiently said, "Yes, let me ask you, when is the best time to release the movie "Chocolat"?"
"What time..." The big star's eyes suddenly lit up and said, "Valentine's Day! It would be perfect if this movie was released on Valentine's Day."
"That's right!" The great director slapped his thigh and said, "Sweet but slightly bitter chocolate, lovers who break all obstacles for love, and Valentine's Day... With these gimmicks, there is no better movie to watch on Valentine's Day than "Chocolat."
He gave a thumbs up and said sincerely: "Neo, you are really a natural filmmaker!"
"Haha, so there's no rush to shoot this movie now." Yuan Yanshu was not modest. He chuckled a few times and then asked, "Lillian, David. So what kind of movie do you think will attract the most attention from the public at this time?"
"this……"
Miss Gish only thought about it for a moment, and immediately said in a sweet voice: "Okay, Niao, you are a genius, so don't embarrass us mortals."
Our Master Yuan did not keep us in suspense. He uttered a word with a serious expression: "IRISH."
"Irish?!"
"Yes, it's the Irish." Yuan Yan stood up suddenly, put her hands behind her back and said, "Have you forgotten last year's Bloody Sunday?"
This time it was Mr. Griffith who reacted first. He stood up excitedly and said, "Neo, you are absolutely right. Right now the people in the country, especially the Irish, are very angry about this matter. And we Americans..."
Our Master Yuan added: "Love God, hate the British."
"Hahaha..." The three people in the living room all laughed.
The film master stared at the Chinese man with a burning gaze and said, "Neo, since you said that, I guess you have already written the script. Hurry up and show it to me!"
Our Master Yuan smiled slightly and handed over the manuscript in his pocket.
Mr. David Griffith took it and unfolded it, only to see the title ...
