Exploiting Hollywood 1980

"How are you going to deal with Val Kilmer?" Bruckheimer asked Ronald in the cabin.

"Is it too late to change the role now?"

"Ah..." Bruckheimer was startled, and when he saw Ronald smiling, he realized that he was joking, "Hahaha, this is how it is when working with stars, they rank their own image higher than the overall performance of the movie."

"I know," Ronald smiled, a big difference between actors and stars lies in this. Stars will pursue a fixed image in and out of the play. This is the capital for their survival.

From this perspective, he also understands Val Kilmer a little bit. That square chin can't play anything other than a tough guy. If he can suppress Tom Cruise in this scene, it will be good for his image.

But that's not good for the movie!

Fortunately, Val Kilmer's scenes on the aircraft carrier have been shot, and there are only a few shots in the cockpit of the F-14 Tomcat afterwards. In short, he doesn't have to endure him for much longer.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

Val Kilmer and Rick Rossovich moved to a cabin far away from the nuclear reactor, but it was close to some unknown mechanical device and there was some noise at night.

The two couldn't sleep. Val Kilmer made a fool of himself on the set today, and his goal was not achieved. He was very angry, so he picked up the whiskey he had smuggled on board and drank it from the bottle.

"Hey, we can finish shooting tomorrow, and we can leave this damn place the day after tomorrow." Rick Rossovich also opened a can of beer and drank it.

"Humph!" Val Kilmer drank the last bit of whiskey in four days, and also took a bottle of beer. The two drank bottle after bottle.

"These navy soldiers are all bastards," Val Kilmer began to curse the soldiers who made him look bad for an ice cream.

"They are all people who... for a little sweetness. They have been domesticated by the army and are no longer free American people." Rossovich was also a little bit drunk. He played the role of the radar officer of the Iceman, and his role was tied to Val Kilmer's.

"And those pilots look down on us even more."

"Damn, what right do they have? We sleep in this kind of hellhole here, while the pilots sleep in the clean and spacious dormitories on the upper deck."

"That's right, it's not fair, we have to teach them a lesson."

The two drunks supported each other and staggered onto the deck, heading towards the area where the flight squadron sat on the front deck.

The two staggered drunkenly on the dark deck, and actually bypassed the sentry and other soldiers and came to the middle bridge area.

"Damn, it's so swollen that it hurts."

Fang Kilmer took out his thing and aimed it at the gap between the deck and the wall and spurted.

"Let's see who can spurt farther."

Rosovich also started to spurt.

"Hahaha", after Fang Kilmer spurted, he felt very relaxed, picked up his Polaroid camera, and stuffed it into Rossovich's hand, "Give me a picture"

He made a pose that he thought was very handsome, pointing one finger at the antenna on the bridge and saluting with the other hand.

"Capton" Rosovic pressed the shutter, and a quick photo was squeezed out. After he pulled it off, he fired hard in the air. This can be a little faster. Living. The officers behind they also took out their pistols and aimed at them. His subordinates woke up and found that his sailor had been actor in the two crews. So he sent someone to wake up Ronald and Bruckheimer in a bad mood and asked them to come to the captain's room.

"I'm sorry, Captain. Their recidivism is unforgivable." Ronald looked at the two drunkards who had not yet sobered up and was very angry. Today, the shot of the carrier-based aircraft catapult was to be filmed, and it was disrupted by two fools. It was unknown how much the captain and the flight wing leader were willing to cooperate this time.

"Gentlemen, aircraft carriers are the weapons of the navy, and the navy is the most disciplined force. How do you think I should deal with them?"

"Follow the captain's opinion."

The captain was also dissatisfied with Ronald. These people really ruined the atmosphere on the aircraft carrier. If the sailors also do this in the future... After all, the aircraft carrier is a place that emphasizes discipline.

"Then I will fulfill my promise. At dawn, please leave the Enterprise."

The two actors were stuffed into a helicopter at dawn and transferred to the supply ship in the fleet, where others took them away.

During the morning speech, the captain reiterated the discipline, the weekend ice cream supply was cancelled for all the sailors on the ship, and the crew began to become an unwelcome group of people.

Only the carrier-based air wing, which does not belong to the same command system as the captain, is more welcoming to the crew. Ronald, along with the remaining technicians and actors, moved to the flight department to prepare.

As dusk approached, it was the last chance for the crew to shoot the ejection take-off scene on the Enterprise.

"Don't worry, the captain is not targeting you. If you don't pay attention to discipline, this behemoth will not survive a day at sea." The squadron leader of the fighter squadron came specially to chat with Ronald. They are the most welcoming group of people to the crew. After all, the protagonist of the movie is the carrier-based aircraft pilot.

"I understand, but they went too far and deserved to be sent away. I hope it won't make the captain too angry and affect the filming."

"Hahaha, this is probably the first time in the history of the Enterprise that someone has been on the bridge where the captain is occupying. It seems that the captain is not too cautious and means to embarrass them.

Ronald directed the camera crew and set up a formation on the deck.

The fighter squadron cooperated very well. The landing team, ejection team, weapons team, and maintenance personnel who refueled and powered up, all wearing helmets and vests of different colors, performed various actions very cooperatively.

Two F-14As are also on the deck in cooperation, allowing maintenance personnel to prepare.

Ronald still uses the old method of shooting against the light. Under the setting sun, the steel behemoth was guided to the steam catapult in the launch area.

This silhouette-like effect under backlight is very suitable for taking off shots.

"Gun Crew Special Operations, requesting takeoff." The squadron leader used the pager to start communicating with the captain on the bridge and the flight control center.

"Agreed to take off" came the voice of the wing commander from the flight control center.

"Attention, turn around," the captain also issued the order.

A rapid whistle sounded, the red light began to turn on, and the huge USS Enterprise aircraft carrier began to turn around and turn back to the direction it came from.

"What are you doing? Don't turn around! I want that direction."

Ronald almost went crazy as he watched the aircraft carrier begin to slowly turn. I finally found a suitable backlight angle. What is the captain doing?

He looked at the figures on the bridge and the distance to the stairs. Time was precious. Ronald walked to the hoist where the camera was installed and asked the coolie to shake him up.

Ronald sat on the landing platform and was sent to the opposite side of the bridge window. He shouted to where the captain was.

"I want you to face that direction, I want the backlight in that direction!"

"What did you say?" The captain gestured to open the window.

"I want the aircraft carrier to face that direction, and I want to shoot the backlight. Go back quickly. There is not much time for suitable lighting."

"I'm sorry, this is already the boundary of the USS Enterprise aircraft carrier formation's mission in the Indian Ocean. According to the formation order, I have to turn around."

"How do you want to turn around?" Ronald held the landing gear in one hand and shouted to the bridge.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Li. The navy is performing its mission and has not cooperated with your obligation. The subsidy we received is only two hours a day. Today's time has come."

Ronald was mad, the Navy bastards. They were charged tens of thousands of dollars for an hour's use of the aircraft carrier. In fact, they were going to sea in the first place, so this money was just a license fee.

After receiving the money, he refused to be accommodating on the mission route. Even if Fang Kilmer offended him, there was no need to retaliate like this.

"Time's up? How much does it cost to rent an aircraft carrier for one more hour?" Ronald called out in desperation?

"Haha, twenty-five thousand dollars." The captain sneered and spread his hands. He didn't want to cooperate with these bastard artists. If you want to take a picture, take it, if you don't want to take it, just pull it. We need to change the direction. Does the American Navy serve Hollywood?

Ronald waved the lift down and shouted to the assistant director, "Bring me my bag."

After taking the bag, he took out his checkbook and pen, wrote a note on it, pulled it off, and directed the elevator to rise to the window of the bridge.

“Here’s twenty-five thousand dollars, now turn the fuck around.”

The stunned captain took the check. The check from Wells Fargo said, USS Enterprise, US$25,000. \u003e"Turn around!"

The captain didn't expect Ronald to actually write a check. It seemed that he was really anxious. Soldiers like action, so the captain immediately ordered a U-turn.

"a!"

Seeing that the aircraft carrier had returned to the correct course, Ronald quickly ordered the filming to begin. The sunset was gradually setting in the west.

The flame deflectors were raised and the Navy fighter pilots turned on the afterburners. First on the left, then on the right, the two tail nozzles opened and sprayed out orange-red flames.

The engine slowly grew from a gentle hiss to a roar.

"Bang", the heavy hammer of the steam catapult suddenly came off, and the F-14a Tomcat rushed forward along the deck as if it had been pushed hard.

Very close to the end of the deck, the tomcat raised his head, made a very cool gesture, and flew into the sky.

"One more fight!" Ronald yelled.

"Bang", another F-14a was ejected from another take-off runway and rose up from the end of the deck.

"shxt! Only two pictures were taken."

Seeing that Kimball had given him a good signal, Ronald felt a little relieved, but he didn't know if this little material was enough.