Exploiting Hollywood 1980

"British Parliamentary Elections. The Conservative Party led by Lady Margaret achieved the most decisive electoral victory since Labor's victory in 1945, gaining a majority of 397 seats, leading the opposition Labor Party and one hundred and forty-four seats in the Freedom Alliance..."

The sound of the TV set was turned up deliberately to drown out other sounds in the hotel room. Helen's face and neck were all pink, her rapid breathing reached its peak, and she finally lay on the bed exhausted.

Ronald handed over a glass of water and turned down the volume on the television. The walls of the hotel on the Pinewood set were not well insulated, and if the noise continued like this, Maureen Tiffey, who lived next door, would protest.

"Thank you." Helen took the water and drank it. She raised her head slightly, leaned on the pillow, and touched her face vigorously, "Has my face gained a lot of weight?"

"No, right? I think it's just right." Ronald also squeezed it.

"I think I'm too fat. After filming Supergirl, I have to work hard to lose weight."

"No need, you have signed a contract for two sequels." Ronald comforted. Helen is indeed much fatter than before. White girls in America generally gain weight quickly before they are twenty years old.

And in order to play Supergirl, she also worked out intensively for four months. The weight has reached one hundred and twenty pounds, and Ronald can feel that it is much heavier than before when he holds it.

"Oh, Ronnie. You're really dishonest. I know the third Superman movie failed at the box office."

Helen Slater made a serious face, pushed Ronald away, turned to the other side and slept on her side.

"Is it that bad? I thought that even if the Superman series was bored by the audience, it wouldn't stop them from watching Supergirl, right?"

"Yeah, but the filming was really bad. Faye Dunaway was often late and out of shape. Christopher Reeve refused to guest star, so we had to put up a poster of him in Supergirl's dormitory."

Helen turned around and said, "I have never been in other crews, but this crew doesn't give me a good feeling. Many people want to escape the crew early."

"Don't worry", Ronald said nothing and gently stroked Helen's arm to calm her down.

"You never seem to be very fat." Helen discovered a new blind spot. "Were you like this when you were a child?"

"Um...actually I don't remember much about my childhood, you know, the car accident..."

"Really? I can't imagine what you were like when you were a child. I have always been skinny since I was a child, like a tomboy. I would run around in the yard with my brother every day."

"You? A tomboy?" Ronald didn't believe it. He looked at Helen's long blonde hair, round wrists, fair skin, and a pair of big blue eyes with double eyelids, which were very feminine.

"You don't know, right? Before I was ten years old, I always had boy's short hair, very wild."

"Why? Your parents want you to have short hair? If we have a beautiful daughter like you in the future, I will definitely dress her up very beautifully."

"Well, my parents were not divorced at that time. They didn't let my brother and I cry, or get angry or unhappy. Anyway, such emotions are not allowed to appear at home."

Ronald was surprised by Gerald's method of educating children. His Aunt Karen was very permissive to Donna. She would cry when she was unhappy and laugh when she was happy. Especially girls, isn't that the case?

"I don't know, they think it's good to be happy only. Things that girls do like crying are forbidden. They don't let me cry at home. Maybe this makes me become more of a tomboy."

"Then what do you do when you get angry?" Ronald felt that in his interactions with Helen, she was very elegant and seemed to have never been angry.

"I have my own way." Helen smiled.

"What can I do? Sandbag?"

"Do you think I'm the same as you? Idiot." Helen became happy again.

"It seems that your parents' divorce has a great impact on you." Seeing Helen's mood improve, Ronald asked her.

"Yes, they had a very good relationship when I was a child...before I was eight or nine years old, and they loved each other very much. But after I entered middle school, Gerald gradually became busy. I only remember that he broadcast the Nixon hearings, so I got attention all of a sudden and had little time to go home.

Then there were quarrels, quarrels, and finally divorce. I also tried to find ways to get them together again, but they started to quarrel when they met..."

Ronald hugged Helen tighter.

"I have no expectations for marriage. Anyway, people who love each other will hate each other and separate after being together for a long time."

"Of course we won't do this." Ronald kissed Helen on the lips.

It turned out that Helen had always avoided intimacy. No wonder Helen was not very clingy or controlling when she and I were separated.

"Is it because of this incident that you said those words last time?" Ronald finally thought of what Helen said to him last time he visited London. If he fell in love with someone else, he must have fallen in love with someone else. Tell her this honestly.

Helen nodded.

"Of course that won't happen, sweetheart. I'm thinking of you." Ronald then rubbed Helen's arm.

"That's good." Helen also moved closer.

"So how are you doing here? Is there...uh...is there anything good to eat?...Um...I mean there is nothing good to eat in Britain."

Helen turned her head and looked at Ronald, "Are you jealous? Um... Ronnie?" She chuckled, "You send flowers every week, who else in the crew doesn't know?"

The two smiled at each other, and Ronald lowered his head to kiss Helen.

A long kiss, Helen's breathing was a little rapid, she raised her hand to block Ronald, saying that she wanted to enjoy the feeling of cuddling with Ronald and just chat.

"Then you don't have any memory of your childhood?"

"Only some fragments and some photos." Ronald replied, "Oh, and this watch, it's the only relic my father left me."

Ronald raised his wrist and showed Helen his watch. A large dial with large numbers on it, and luminous. The leather strap has been there for a long time, and there are many scratches on the metal dial.

"Hey, this seems to be a pilot's watch." Helen called out, "Is your father a pilot?"

"No, he is a retired Marine Corps soldier, from the same unit as my uncle, and married my mother and her sister, Aunt Karen, respectively."

"This watch looks very historical, you should change to one for daily wear. This watch may have some origin."

"You are right."

"Oh, I am still too fat." Helen started to worry about her figure again, touching her thighs and waist.

"It's okay, I think your figure is the healthiest. And you have good acting skills, no one will notice your figure." Ronald also touched it and comforted her.

"What do you know about acting?" Helen was in London, and her co-stars were all famous acting schools such as Peter O'Toole, Faye Dunaway, and Mia Farrow. She became less and less satisfied with Ronald's acting in the exploitation films he shot.

"Why do people always say that I don't know how to act recently?" Ronald thought to himself.

…

After spending a day with Helen, Faye Dunaway finally waited for her husband Terry. Her mental state was finally under control and the shooting returned to normal speed.

Ronald also said goodbye to Helen and flew back to Los Angeles.

“Ronald!”

When he arrived at the Los Angeles airport, Ronald saw a familiar figure picking him up. It was his agent Eddie in New York.

“Eddie,” Ronald happily hugged him, “Why are you in Los Angeles?”

“I came to see my client. I remember your advertising contract was signed with me.” Eddie said with a straight face.

Ronald knew that Eddie knew about his shooting of the Saab advertisement, so he took him to the coffee shop.

“This advertising business was found by Richard personally, and it is a foreign manufacturer…”

Eddie laughed, “I’m not here to blame you, Ronald. On the contrary, I’m very happy to know that you have started shooting advertising business again. This time I found a business for you, you can’t refuse it.”

“Oh? Which company asked me to shoot the advertisement?” Ronald asked.

"It's still your old friend, Burger King."

"Eddie, I can promise you everything else, but not this. I heard that the little girl who starred in the Burger King commercial, Sarah Michelle Gellar, was sued by McDonald's and is banned from eating at McDonald's for life. When I get busy, I rely on McDonald's burgers."

Ronald said half-jokingly. When he first struggled in Los Angeles, he survived by relying on McDonald's coupons and Big Mac burgers.

"That's impossible. I won't introduce you to controversial businesses. Burger King has achieved its goal long ago, and they don't need to touch McDonald's anymore. This is a new advertising idea. In fact, Burger King only paid half of the advertising fee?"

"How could that be?"

"It's a joint advertisement shot by Pepsi and Burger King."