Chapter 82： I want to be a director (2/2)
The uncle driver pulled out a few crumpled papers from the cracks of the chair, pulled the steering wheel around, and turned to Wang Yang. He said: ”Look!” Wang Yang took over and reminded again: small Click to drive! ”Marc Ronter went over and watched the several sub-lens scripts at night, and said to the driver:” Hey, man, the painting is very professional! ”
”Of course, this is Sundance.” The uncle driver smiled. Along the way, he was selling his script, and soon the taxi arrived outside the Red Rock Theater. He personally took Wang Yang and the two off the car and smiled, ”You take that script, My contact information is at the end, if there is any shooting plan, please contact me ”
Looking at the slowly leaving taxi, Max Rant breathed a sigh of relief and said, ”It's a miracle not to have a car accident!” Wang Yangshen nodded in approval and smiled slightly, maybe this is Sundance.
Although the film exhibition was held in the Redstone Theater, the same people were coming and going on the outside square, which was very lively. The two were going to the theater, but Wang Yang suddenly saw a place in the distance and set it up. Looking at a small white cloth screen, a mobile film in front of him vaguely saw the image on the screen and suspiciously said to himself: ”What's wrong there?”
Immediately, he wanted to understand that perhaps someone who was not selected for the exhibition list still brought his own movie to ”exhibit,” he had considered doing so. If ”Ghost Story” was not selected, he rented it himself. A projector was placed outside the venue, but I did not expect anyone to do so now. Suddenly, he gave Max Rand a ”very interesting” look, and walked over to the night, happily authentic: ”I will watch the night”
”Oh, boss, your curiosity is too heavy.” Max Rand followed, whispering, he probably knew what was going on, but he didn't think that a work that failed even to be selected for exhibition It ’s so good. The Sundance Research Institute is not a fool. In fact, many of the 100 feature films in each year are basically made up, not to mention the ones who failed in the finalists.
Wang Yang came to the front of the projector, listened to the sound of the film turning, stopped to watch the screen, and at once he saw that he was an amateur actor. He looked at the other people who were talking there, three The man in the suit and leather shoes carrying the briefcase seems to be from the production company; there is also a young girl with dark brown hair, and to his surprise, the light girl is the director here this year.
I saw that the girl wearing a light brown coat and a fisherman's hat was tall and had a pretty face. The bronze complexion was obviously mixed-race. She raised her straight eyebrows and introduced the men: ”This story is about a girl named Amy. She has loved acting since she was a child, but she has no talent and no good education ...” You can take a look first. Now the 19-minute short film is being played. ”
”Girl, how old are you?” One of the blonde and white men was very interested and shrugged: ”You know, such a young female director is really rare.” The black-brown girl replied at random: ”I am old, But go ... ”Hey! ? Gentlemen, what does this have to do with the movie? Let's watch my movie first! The white man shook his head and said: ”Your movie is not good, but you can actually be an actor. Are you interested?” ”
”No, I love acting is Amy, not me.” The girl showed a very funny smile, and said softly and very firmly: ”I want to be a director.” She frowned suddenly, seriously said: ”Gentlemen, I Rewind the film and let you look at it from the beginning! ”Then, she looked over the projector and found Wang Yang, who was standing next to the projector. She shouted anxiously,” Brother, don't move my projector. ” ! ”
Wang Yang raised his palms and said, ”I'm just watching a movie.” The black-brown-haired girl came over a few steps to see how he looked. She suddenly glared at her, and there was a trace of excitement flashing on her face , Whispered: ”It's you! Oh, hi, my name is Nancy ...” She exhaled again, as if to say ”damn”, she stepped forward and stopped the projector, took out the film tray and turned it aside. Quickly preached to Wang Yang, Max Rand, and others: ”This is a 15-minute short film, but not all of the home ...”
”Well ...” Wang Yang silently listened. The three men in suits turned around and walked away after a while. Nancy chased two steps in a hurry and shouted, ”Gentlemen, Wait a minute, you guys haven't had a birthday yet! Have a look !? ”
Max Rontra gave Wang Yang a bit and said, ”My boss, let's go.” Wang Yang looked at Nancy's sweaty face ~~ sighed in his heart, frowned: ”Look at it Will you? ”Mark Sloan rolled his eyes and said,” You have watched it for a while, have you bought her movie? ”Wang Yang was stunned and said nothing with open mouth but said no come out. Mark lowered his voice and said, ”Jan, look at this square. How many people are waiting for the opportunity? How many tribal works have been selected by Sundance this year? 1000? 2000? Do you want to buy them all? Please, my Boss, you ca n’t do this! Even if you buy all and distribute all, bad movies are still bad movies. ”
”Mark, I know.” Wang Yang pressed his forehead. Although he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, it was indeed true. He could only harden his heart and nodded. ”Let's go.”
At this time, Nancy over there finally filled the film. She put the film tray back into the projector and smiled: ”I'm going to start the show, gentlemen!” She turned around and saw that Wang Yang and the two also seemed to To leave, the smile on his face suddenly froze. Wang Yang smiled at her, pointed his finger to the side of the theater, and patted her shoulder, saying, ”Nancy, good luck!” theater.
Looking at Wang Yang, who was walking away, Nancy recovered her gaze after a long time. She turned to look at the little white cloth screen, pursing her mouth tightly. U
[Niu Wen no advertising novel dedication]