Exploiting Hollywood 1980

"What kind of stunt do we need? Isn't it just driving through the track and turning a corner?" Minahan raised his hand and said a few words in Hebrew to the staff, and the first assistant director ordered the filming to start.

Before Ronald could stop him, Brooke Shields stepped on the accelerator in the distance, and the classic car with its high center of gravity began to drive towards the camera at full speed. . .

With a "Woo" sound, the classic car whipped up a gust of wind, passed in front of the camera in front of Ronald, and drove towards the end of the runway, where there was a left turn.

The camera in front of her panned over to take pictures of the car's butt. There was also a camera at the end of the road that was also filming her turning. The car was going a bit fast and drove toward the straw pile that was used as a buffer at the corner at the end of the road. go.

"Squeak..." Brooke Shields stepped on the brakes and turned in a hurry. However, she didn't seem to have received enough racing training. The brakes were a bit fierce, and the inertia of the car's body was too great, causing it to tilt to the outside and roll over.

"Ah..." Bo Ji yelled and panicked, and stepped on the brakes harder. Suddenly, she was sitting in the driver's seat, her buttocks were light, and she felt that the seat on her side was lifted, as if the car was tilting to the outside.

"Step on the accelerator!" Ronald felt that there was going to be a problem with Brooke's handling now, so he quickly shouted with his hands. At this time, you should not brake to make a sharp turn. Instead, counter-intuitively, you should slowly accelerate through the corner and use acceleration to resist the centrifugal force of the rollover.

"Ah!" Poky didn't hear Ronald's shout at all. She was afraid of hitting the buffering haystack, so she turned the steering wheel quickly and stepped on the brake to the bottom. Now the wheels slipped and the car swayed left and right in even more trouble. .

Classic cars are not like modern cars. The center of gravity of the car body is very high. After Brooke Shields turned around, the car finally turned over at the end of the road with a bang.

"Ah!\u0026#@..." Minahan's face, which had been flushed red by the sun, suddenly turned pale with fright. He pointed at the place where the car overturned and let out a cry.

Seeing all this, Terry rolled his eyes and fainted.

Ronald ran very fast and rushed to the place where the car overturned. The staff of the film crew on the opposite side also climbed over the guardrail to check.

The classic car rolled to the right and landed on the edge of the buffer haystack. The driver's seat of Brooke Shields' classic car was on the left side. Fortunately, it was not run over by the car. She huddled in the car and stared blankly at Ronald running over, as if she didn't understand what was happening for a moment.

"Do you feel any pain anywhere?" Ronald walked to the side of the car and looked at Brooke Shields' legs. It seemed that there were no fractures or bleeding.

"Borky, Brooke? Do you feel any pain?" Ronald patted Brooke's face.

"Ah, no, I'm fine, it's okay." Brooke Shields seemed to have come to her senses and struggled to get up.

"Ah..." Bo Ji, who landed on her feet, let out a cry of pain. Her ankle seemed to be twisted when she stepped on the brakes.

Ronald gently held it with his hands and found that there was some swelling. He quickly hung Poky's arms around her neck, picked up her knees with one hand, and picked up the tall girl with one force.

"Minahan, trailer. Go call the doctor." Ronald said a few words to Minahan who was running behind him, and raised his head to motion for him to open the trailer door.

Ronald held Brooke in his arms and walked towards the trailer.

Poky didn't seem to have recovered from the shock just now. She leaned her head on Ronald's arms and was too scared to open her eyes.

When he arrived at the door of the trailer, Ronald turned Brooke over, carefully pointed her head at the door, and slowly turned around. The tall girl could easily hit her head if she was not careful.

Soon, the doctor called by Minahan also came up. He checked Poji and said, "It's okay. It's a small sprain. Apply ice now and apply heat at night. It will be fine tomorrow. Girl, if you feel a headache If you feel dizzy, have a headache, or have a bloated head, you must tell me. Some concussion reactions may take some time. I'll go see your mother first."

"Thank you," Ronald thanked the doctor and applied an ice pack to Brooke's ankle.

"It's okay, it's okay. I was scared to death." Minahan sat aside and kept touching his chest. He almost had a heart attack from fright. If Brooke Shields is unlucky and the car rolls to the left, something serious will happen.

"My mother?" Poji had just come to her senses and gradually remembered the accident. She began to sweat, and sweat beads hung on her red face, like crystal dewdrops in the morning. She took Ronald's hand and put the ice pack on her ankle.

"I'm going to take a look..." Ronald stood up to get out of the car.

Minahan was very obedient now and jumped up immediately, "I'll go, I'll go. The doctor has already gone to see your mother. It's nothing serious. She just fainted from fright. I'll go and see if she's awake."

Ronald sat down again, and the sun shone in through the trailer window, hitting Brooke's face and neck, and there was a lot of sweat on the fine fluff. He took out his handkerchief and wiped it for Poji, "Are you hurting somewhere? Why are you sweating so much?"

"I'm fine, I was just shocked." Poky blocked Ronald's hand a little shyly, then took the handkerchief and wiped it twice before returning it to Ronald.

Ronald took it, and the smell of girl's sweat came from the handkerchief. He looked down at Brooke. This girl's face was a very typical American beauty. Her chin was a bit wide, and there was a small pit in the middle of her chin, which was separated vertically.

The eyes are medium and slender, and the eyelashes are very long. The most impressive thing is the pair of eyebrows, which are rough and wild. Without this wildness, Brooke is more like a delicate city beauty. With this wild eyebrow, there is a taste of an American rural girl holding a pitchfork.

Ronald cleared these random thoughts from his head. Brooke is a model who became famous at a young age and is very good at dressing herself. There is also a thin layer of powder on her face, which is presented in the sun.

Ronald inexplicably thought of Brooke with a pitchfork in his heart, and looked back at her face.

Brooke seemed to feel Ronald's gaze and looked up at him. The two eyes met, making Ronald seem to be absent-minded for a moment.

"Brookie, Brooke, are you okay?" Terry woke up after smelling the doctor's smelling salts and immediately came to see his daughter's condition. Terry, who got on the trailer, saw Brooke sitting on a chair, with bare feet without socks and cold compresses with an ice pack. He hugged Brooke and cried.

Ronald patted Minahan's shoulder, "You should change your storyboard, don't do it."

At night, Ronald drew several storyboards in Minahan's room in the hotel, "Wouldn't it be possible to show the effect of racing?"

First, he drew the shot of Brooke sitting in the driver's seat of the car, "Here, let the camera on the pickup truck in the front car shoot Brooke."

Then there were several long shots and close shots of Brooke's back, "These shots use male stand-ins, wearing wigs to pretend."

"If you cut the montage together like this, wouldn't it also show Dell's racing level?" Ronald pushed the painting to Minahan across from him.

"Ronald, you are a genius. Damn, I wish I had your storyboard design level." Minahan slapped his thigh. Today's accident scared him. He just drew a lot of energy and signed a lot of unequal terms before he appeased Brooke's mother and agreed to let Brooke continue filming.

But Brooke couldn't shoot all the shots herself, so he found Ronald to redesign the storyboard.

Minahan turned around and poured two glasses of liquor, handing one to Ronald. "Why don't you stay and help me finish the rest of the script. Although I can't give you the title of director because of the union's rules, I can let you be listed as a producer.

How about it? If you win the Oscar for Best Picture, you can also go on stage to receive the award. You know that the director award is generally not given to someone as young as you. But it's different for producers. Michael Douglas, the producer of "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest", was also very young and also won his little golden man."

"I have to go back to the distribution and marketing of "Night of the Comet". This vacation has consumed a lot of my energy and time. I have to go back and rest." Ronald declined the invitation. He finished reading the script and watched some of the samples shot before. It was very forced.

If it was just a simple adventure film or a racing film, it would be fine, but many elements of other movies were added, and there were also many shots copied from classics. Ronald just felt awkward and had no confidence that he could save the movie if he intervened in the middle.

"Is that so? You really don't want to participate? This is a very rare opportunity."

"No, you also invested in "Night of the Comet", and I will go back to distribute it to make money for you."

"Well, you really surprised me today. I didn't expect your level to be so high. You must make a movie for me in the future. After I finish this one, I will sign a contract with you in America."

"Okay, I will definitely help you shoot it if I have time, but I have to determine the script and the editing must listen to me." Ronald was scared when he thought of Minahan's weird taste in editing.

"It's a deal." Minahan stretched out his hand and shook hands with Ronald. "I'm a man of my words. I'll come to you to determine the subject matter when the time comes."

"It's a deal"

Ronald returned to his room and picked up the phone to call Helen who was far away at Pinewood Studios in London. Israel is two hours ahead of London, and it was just the time when Helen was resting after her fitness program last night and dinner.

"Helen, this is Ronald." After the operator's efforts, Ronald dialed the phone to Helen's room.

"Ronnie, why are you calling me? Are you still in Israel?"

"Yes, I experienced a terrible thing today, so I called to talk to you." Ronald told Helen about the terrifying things on the set today.

"Is it so terrible? Is Brooke okay?"

"She is very lucky. If the car flipped to the other side, you might see the report on TV news. I feel uneasy, so I called you. Don't do those dangerous shots yourself, such as flying, chasing, driving, and entering the water."

"Now that you mention it, there is really a shot that is quite dangerous. I didn't think so at first." Helen was also a little emotional on the other end of the phone. She had a shot of flying out of the lake quickly. She originally planned to use a crane to shoot it by the lake at the Pinewood Studios. She wore a Supergirl uniform, with steel wires on her body, and was pulled up from the lake by the crane and jumped up.

"That's right, what if the wire gets tangled around you in this kind of shot? What if it falls into the lake..."

"Uh, forget it, it's too scary. Ronnie, I'll ask my agent to negotiate with the director. Let's use a stunt double for this shot. I don't want to get hurt by method acting."

The two talked about love for a while, and Ronald hung up the phone and prepared to rest.

After a while, there was a knock on the door. Ronald knew that the soundproofing of the hotel here was not very good, and he wondered if who was at the door might have heard the love talk between him and Helen.

When the door opened, it was Brooke Shields, with a small ice pack tied to her feet, jumping up and down, holding a plate of snacks standing at the door.

"Brother, are your feet better? Can you walk?" Ronald let Brooke in and let him sit on the sofa.

"I, I... let me thank you." Brooke put down the plate and looked at Ronald.

"As long as it's okay, Minahan said to rest for two days, so you can have a good rest." Ronald smiled.

"Ronnie", Brooke suddenly hugged Ronald's neck, "I'm so scared today, but fortunately you are here."

"It's okay, it's okay." Ronald patted Brooke's back with his hand, feeling like he could smell the girly scent again. This girl who was selected as the most beautiful American girl by "Vogue" magazine is really irresistible.

Brooke let go of Ronald and looked into Ronald's eyes again. This boy saved her today. It turned out that it was very pleasant to work with him in commercials and movies several times.

The way he held himself and ran to the trailer today was really heroic. That look on the trailer was definitely not his imagination.

Ronald felt that Poky's face was getting closer and closer to him, and the fragrance from her hair was getting stronger and stronger. Suddenly he seemed to have some impulse, and slowly kissed her lips.

Brooke's lips were wrapped by the man's lips, and a wave of heat made her whole body limp. Her back was gently held by Ronald. This was the first time that she could shoot a kissing scene with a man without adjusting her height.

No, this is not a kiss scene, but a real kiss. Brooke's head suddenly went up, and she felt dizzy while holding Ronald. Is this what a real passionate kiss off the screen looks like?

Suddenly, she remembered that she heard Ronald and his girlfriend talking on the phone outside the door just now, and quickly pushed Ronald.

"Porky", Ronald looked at the other party, and her face quickly turned red.

Then Brooke pushed Ronald, turned around, took the plate, and scattered the snacks everywhere, "I'm leaving."

Brooke Shields felt as if she had done something embarrassing. Regardless of the injury on her foot, she limped quickly towards the door.

Ronald was stunned for a moment and touched his lips. This didn't count as eating behind Helen's back.

Just as she was stunned, Poji had already opened the door and went out. Ronald caught up and took Brooke's hand.

Brooke shook her off, "I feel so ashamed," and sped toward the elevator.

"I..." Ronald was a little embarrassed after hearing her last words. He watched Brooke get on the elevator and returned to his room absentmindedly.