Exploiting Hollywood 1980

"This is the venue where I shoot flying photos. I have to come here every other day to learn how to hang a wire to shoot." Helen took Ronald to visit the super large studio the next morning.

The next morning, Ronald was dragged by Helen to visit her various sets and scenes on the set of "Supergirl."

"So high? Why don't you use a stuntman?" Ronald looked at the high crane and couldn't help but feel scared. He glanced at Helen worriedly.

"Isn't the substitute unrealistic enough?" Helen held Ronald's hand and said, "I made the flying movements myself so that the close-up shots wouldn't be distorted."

"I don't understand. In fact, it can be dealt with through editing. I'm not saying there will be any accidents. Even if the actor has this skill, he should not let the actor shoot such dangerous actions."

"Okay, okay, this is how the Superman series is filmed. I also wanted to act more realistically. At the beginning, I didn't dare to hang up the wire. Later, it was Peter who asked me to let go of life and death and bravely risk my life. , and then the rehearsal of the flight movements was completed.”

"Peter?"

"Mr. O'Toole."

"Helen, promise me, if you think it's dangerous to perform an action, don't worry about those bullshit about letting go of life and death. Protecting yourself is the most important thing. If you think it's too difficult, just call a substitute. This is a Hollywood law..."

"That's why Hollywood can't make good movies." A thin, middle-aged actor, carrying a bottle of wine, interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Oh, Peter." When Helen saw it was Peter O'Toole, who played Supergirl's old friend in the movie, she hugged him and said hello, "Peter, this is Ronald, Ronald, this is Peter."

"Hello Mr. O'Toole, why do you Britons have a habit of drinking in the morning?"

Ronald was naturally a little disgusted with this old handsome guy. He gave Helen a line lesson and encouraged her to go into battle herself without a substitute. It looked like they were very familiar with each other.

Moreover, an actor was holding a bottle of liquor during breakfast, and he seemed to be quite addicted to alcohol.

"Kick out Fat Jack and kick out the whole world." Peter O'Toole picked up the fat, belly-shaped wine bottle, shook it at Ronald, and said a line slowly, which sounded like something from a Shakespeare play.

"Falstaff in Henry IV?" Helen Slater asked Peter O'Toole with a curious look in her eyes.

"Yeah, who would watch Henry IV if Falstaff wasn't in Henry IV?"

"Damn it," Ronald cursed angrily in a low voice. He couldn't understand what this handsome old drunkard said at all and had no idea what he was talking about. I only know that he seems to be a comic character in Shakespeare's play "Henry IV".

Ronald, who was born in Yeluzi, faced British actors with a background in Shakespeare's drama. He suddenly felt that he was very uneducated. He couldn't catch what they said. He didn't know whether he was laughing at himself or if he had some deep meaning.

"So you are also in the film industry, Ronald?" Seeing that Ronald was silent, O'Toole knew that he might not be familiar with Shakespeare, so he changed his tone of voice and started chatting with him.

"Yeah, I'm actually a director, shooting some small productions in Hollywood."

"Ronald is very powerful. His debut film sold 40 million U.S. dollars at the box office, and he taught me how to audition for the role of Supergirl." Helen took Ronald's arm and asked her for her boyfriend. Increase your face.

"Oh, that's really good. But you two sweet little sparrows have to forgive me, I have to make some breakfast for my little Falstaff." O'Toole nodded to Ronald and went to the restaurant on the Pinewood set for dinner. went.

"Let's go eat too, the waffles there are delicious." Helen also took Ronald to the restaurant.

"Why, are you still jealous of Peter? Helen took a piece of muffin and ate it. She exercised intensively every day, which allowed her to relax her diet properly during this period, which was very enjoyable.

"No, I just don't like that British actors also speak Shakespeare accent in their daily lives. It seems that I don't understand." Ronald smiled, touched Helen's hand and said softly.

Snap, Helen gently slapped Ronald's hand, "This is the ability that our American actors strive for. They all graduated from Cambridge and Oxford and have been engaged in drama performances very early. In their hands, acting has become An art."

"I don't know. For me, there is no need for this kind of accent in movie performances. As long as it is close to life and makes the audience feel that this is how the character speaks in life. For example, Supergirl, she came to the country of America on Earth to do ordinary things. How can a high school girl speak with a Shakespearean accent? "

"Hmm... um..." Helen hit Ronald hard and fast several times. She was a little unhappy that Ronald was so disparaging of the actors' acting abilities, as if making a movie only requires a few good-looking actors in front of the camera. Just smile.

But what my boyfriend said is not completely unreasonable. The performance in the movie is indeed different from the performance in the drama, and it cannot be copied completely. After several years of training at the New York Academy of Performing Arts, Helen always had a high regard for actors who could perform Shakespeare's plays. When they rehearsed in school, they always came up short.

"Ronald, Ronald!" The assistant from CAA who came to pick up Ronald yesterday appeared at the Pinewood set again. He saw Ronald running over.

"Is there a problem?"

"One of your investors found me through the Los Angeles office. Please call him back. He is in Israel now. His name is Minahan."

"Oh?" Ronald took the note handed by the assistant, which had Minahan's phone number in Israel written on it.

"Did he say anything?" Ronald was a little confused. Why did Minahan look for him at this time?

The assistant shook his head, "I don't know. I'll make a long-distance call for you. I'll call you when the call is connected."

"Who is looking for you?" Helen asked.

"It's Minahan, the boss of Cannon Pictures. He invested in my new movie. He doesn't know what he wants to talk to me about. He looks very anxious."

"Cannon Pictures, is that the one you mentioned that makes funny movies?"

"Yeah, that's him," Ronald told Helen about the financing.

"Ronald, the call is connected." The assistant came over and called Ronald.

"I'll go in a minute." Ronald wiped his mouth with a napkin and went over to answer Minahan's call.

"Minahan, are you still in Israel? What time is it there? What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Don't worry about the time. I have a big problem here. I need you. Please come to Israel, otherwise the filming of "Sahara" can't continue."

"Wait, wait, what's the problem? What does it have to do with me? Can I solve it?"

"Terry, Brooke Shields' mother, had a big conflict with the director, and I had to come to mediate. Now I have fired the director and am also the director, but Terry is still unwilling to cooperate. Brooke asked you to mediate, and her mother would listen to you more."

“But I’m still on vacation. I’m here in London with my girlfriend.”

“Don’t worry about it, Ronald. I invested money in your movie without asking a question, and I also helped you underwrite the overseas theaters. Now my 25 million big production has problems, you have to come and help me.

I beg you, this is a big production, it will go down in history. Now it has encountered a problem that no one except you can solve, you have to come. This is not only to help me, but also to help the art of film.”

The sound quality of the long-distance call is not good. Under the buzzing noise of the current, Minahan’s voice seems particularly anxious.

“Oh, okay, I’ll leave for Israel as soon as possible.”

Returning to his seat, Ronald saw another lady sitting next to Helen, and her smile had a naughty feeling. This kind of smile usually appears more on the faces of male actors. Women smile like this, which makes people feel strange and a little fresh.

"Helen, Minahan asked me to solve a problem. His $25 million production ran into a big problem, and I have to help him. After all, he invested in my movie without asking anything."

"Oh, okay. You were going back to America anyway." Helen turned her head and kissed Ronald, "Let me introduce you, this is Ms. Faye Dunaway, who plays the villain in the movie."

"Hello," Ronald extended his hand to greet her.

"Are you talking about Minahan? Is it the pig?" Dunaway made a pig-headed face.

"Uh, Menahan Golan from Cannon Pictures. If you mean he's fat, then I can't refute that."

"Yeah, that's the fat pig. He tricked me into playing 'The Wibsp;Lady'. It was originally a female hero movie. After I finished filming, he didn't tell me and secretly added a lot of erotic scenes to the supporting role. Now it can't even be rated R."

Faye Dunaway made a disgusting gesture "Uh... Bah..."

"Uh, I don't know about that." Ronald imagined Menahan's character. This kind of trick of substituting some erotic scenes is not impossible.

"No, you know. I heard from Helen that you are also an exploitation filmmaker. How could I not know these tricks of yours?"

Ronald put down his napkin heavily. He didn't want to quarrel with the main supporting role in Helen's movie. He would leave in two days and didn't want Helen to have a bad relationship with this crazy woman.

Ronald got up to get some bread and bacon. When he came back, Dunaway had left the table.

"What's wrong with her?" Ronald pointed to his head and asked Helen.

"She does it every morning... sometimes in the afternoon on the set..." Helen leaned over Ronald's ear and told him that Faye Dunaway had a habit of abusing drugs and her temper was not very stable on the set. Everyone knew her "habit" these days.

After breakfast, Helen started her daily exercise and rehearsals with other actors.

Ronald wandered around the Pinewood Studios alone. He was so bored that he started reading the director's interviews, which contained many interviews with big directors to kill time.

In the afternoon, Helen came back from fencing. Ronald helped her change her clothes attentively. The two walked along the path in the pine forest and talked about their parting feelings.

"I'm going to Israel soon. I really want to see you again soon. You're shooting Supergirl and it takes so long to join the crew. I really miss you." Ronald lifted Helen's long hair dyed golden and said softly.

"Actors are like this. I miss you too." Helen hid her face in Ronald's chest.

"When you finish filming Supergirl and return to New York, we will have time to be together." Ronald patted Helen on the back.

"Will we? In fact, we just need to seize the present moment. I like you and you like me, isn't that good?"

"Of course I will." Ronald looked down at Helen's eyes, "Why do you think so?"

"No, Ronald. Of course I like you, I just think it's not easy to be together in the entertainment industry. You see, we have been apart for so long, and we finally have the opportunity to get together. As long as we have treated each other sincerely, it's good."

Helen's two big blue eyes flickered and were very touching, but her words were not so touching.

Ronald frowned, and he didn't know who had instilled the fallacy in her, that it was good to seize the moment, and if you like each other, of course you have to be together, and then get married and have children. It's not easy to find someone who really likes each other.

"Of course, or I'll prove it to you." Ronald picked up Helen and walked towards the hotel.

"Hahaha, I believe you, I believe you...put me down."

After the passion in the evening, Ronald sat on the sofa and hugged Helen, "Why did you say that in the afternoon? Is there something wrong?"

"You know my parents are divorced. They used to be so loving, but they broke up in the end. I always think that good feelings have a shelf life and will not last long. Look at Faye Dunaway and Mia Farrow, they are all actresses, and they didn't go to the end with their first husbands."

"But there are also model couples in the entertainment industry, right?"

"I don't know, anyway, if you have other loved ones, you must tell me honestly." Helen stroked Ronald's lips with her hand and said slowly.

"I only like you, Helen. Love is not like moonlight, with full moons and new moons. It can also last for a long time."

"Well..." Helen's answer turned into a passionate kiss.

...

"I have to go to Israel to save the scene. You stay here and wait for me to finish my work, and then come to London to visit." The two spent a few days of happy reunion, and it was time for Ronald to leave for the airport again.

He and Helen hugged each other and expressed their love.

"You're done with your workout, don't go on a diet, I like your figure."

"Hmm..."

"Don't keep thinking about Shakespeare's lines, listen to the director more."

"Hmm..."

"Also, if there are dangerous actions, make sure to let the stunt double do it."

"Hmm..."

"Then, that's it? Goodbye?" Ronald said all the words he wanted to say.

"Well, I'll wait for you to come and see me again." Helen kissed Ronald and helped him open the car door.

Ronald waved to Helen, and the CAA assistant drove off.

Helen stood on the side of the road, touched her lips, savored it, and turned back to the set. "Supergirl" is about to start filming. The director said that the filming of stunt shots is very time-consuming and may take more than half a year to shoot here.

"Have you found my luggage?" Ronald was looking for his luggage at the airport information desk.

"Sir, I found it. It was mistakenly assigned to the previous stop on your flight. Please sign here to receive it."

"Finally found it. No need to buy clothes in Israel anymore."

The plane took off and flew to Tel Aviv, Israel.