Exploiting Hollywood 1980

When Princess Diana visited the White House, she danced with Hollywood stars, which was reported in the newspapers.

Photos of the princess dancing with John Travolta were released. The text also mentioned that the president danced with the princess.

The news report was very formal. Although Prince Charles was not the official head of state, the reception was in accordance with the standards of a state banquet.

However, what Americans were concerned about was that the beautiful princess blushed when dancing with Hollywood stars.

"Anyone who danced for an hour and a half would blush." ​​Ronald said to the gossipy McGillis.

"Why is there no photo of you?" McGillis was lying on the sofa reading the newspaper. She was wearing a pair of working girl's trousers, and her legs were exposed, which was very sexy.

"Pay attention to the back row. I'm next to Eastwood." Ronald pointed to a corner behind the photo and said.

"I really envy her. Every young girl who sees her long wedding dress when she gets married will have a fantasy that she can also be as beautiful when she gets married."

"I didn't know you were the kind of person who wanted to get married." Ronald put his arm around McGillis' waist and kissed her on the face.

"I'm not, but it doesn't stop me from fantasizing."

"Get up, I've prepared vegetarian sandwiches, and I'll take you to the airport later." Ronald said.

Ronald was very happy with McGillis' short and passionate relationship, but he couldn't see through McGillis. Sometimes he felt like he was making a movie, and McGillis was actually just playing a female role that was entangled with him.

"Well, it's very delicious. Maybe if you don't become a director, you can make a fortune by opening a restaurant."

Ronald smiled and picked up more newspapers sent to him by his agent. The reports from Britain focused more on the courtesy the prince and princess received in America. They didn't like Travolta, the disco star, and pointed out that the actor that Princess Diana originally wanted to dance with was Baryshnikov, a ballet master who defected from the Suvil Alliance.

"Nancy has to ask Baryshnikov to wear three-inch high heels so that he can hug the princess' waist." Ronald thought maliciously.

"Honey, are you really not staying in Hollywood? After Top Gun is released, you will definitely be famous." Ronald hugged McGillis who had just finished eating a sandwich and talked.

"Hahaha, you are an incurable optimist. This is just a good popcorn movie. I will still go to Broadway. Maybe Scorsese will take a fancy to me and play in his next movie."

"Are you serious?" Ronald raised his eyebrows. It seems that McGillis is not very confident that this movie can be a big hit.

"I'm kidding, you are a very good director, Ronald." McGillis stroked Ronald's face with his hand.

"It's still half an hour to the airport..." she hinted.

After sending McGillis to the flight back to New York, Ronald returned to the office of CAA.

"Spielberg's wedding was held in Santa Fe, New Mexico. He didn't invite too many friends in the circle, so in addition to being a best man, you also have to attend the court ceremony as his wedding witness." Niceta said to Ronald holding an invitation letter.

"Oh? Why go to New Mexico?" Ronald took it and looked at it, "And it's not held in a church? No, it's a synagogue. Steven is Jewish."

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"Why? Because I don't like the media's attention. I think marriage is a matter between two people, so I came to this quiet town to avoid the media. After we witness in front of the judge, we will go to Europe for our honeymoon. At that time, the media has not received the news."

A few days later, in the small town of Santa Fe, Ronald got Spielberg's personal answer.

When dealing with the media before, Ronald was very passive. After the scandals between him and many Hollywood actresses were exposed, he actually hid on the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

Spielberg felt that this was a person who could keep secrets in front of the media, and he had helped him, so he was the right person for best man and witness.

Ronald was of course willing, so he secretly came to the capital of New Mexico to attend the wedding of the highest-grossing director in America.

Although Santa Fe is the state capital, the permanent population is only over 50,000, and in the 1960s, the government passed a bill that buildings must maintain a Spanish-style appearance. Many early concrete buildings have been re-added with tiled roofs and mud and grass walls.

The two played video games in a hotel room with a classic appearance. The new game "Kung Fu" that was launched this year is very interesting. Ronald and Spielberg took turns to play, but still couldn't beat the second level.

"By the way, what did you gain from going there? I heard that Hollywood crews can go there to shoot?"

"Not bad, most of the buildings there have maintained many of the appearances of forty years ago. If you shoot a period drama, it will save a lot of money than setting up the scene."

"Steven, are you here?" Spielberg's friend, lawyer Saul Cohen, found the two people playing games. He seemed to have something to say.

"It's okay, Ronald is my friend. What's going on?" Spielberg was still operating the Nintendo game console. He had never played Japanese games, and it was quite interesting to see Ronald playing this time.

"Have you prepared your prenuptial agreement? New Mexico is also a fair state."

Sol Cohen was a little worried about his friend's property distribution, so he came to confirm.

"No problem, I've already taken care of it." Spielberg waved his hand and told him not to worry.

"That's good. In Hollywood, it's not offensive to talk about this. Amy should understand. Her family has arrived. I'll go talk to them."

Ronald heard about the prenuptial agreement. Seeing that Spielberg was confident, he admired him. Ronald felt that he couldn't talk about this with the bride before the wedding. Marriage is a sacred thing. It's a bit awkward to consider the property distribution of divorce before the wedding.

"Steven, can I ask how you negotiated? Does the bride mind this kind of thing?"

"Hi, Ronald, it's a matter of mood and speed." Spielberg pushed his round glasses. "Generally speaking, actresses understand this kind of thing, so what you need to do is to minimize the discomfort. I found a napkin in the restaurant where I agreed to get married with her and quickly wrote the prenuptial agreement. In this way, even if she feels uncomfortable, the upcoming wedding will immediately dilute her feelings."

"On a napkin? Is this legal?"

"Of course, America is a country that values ​​commitment. What is written down and signed is an agreement."

Spielberg was reluctant to talk more about his privacy. "By the way, are there really a lot of cheap film shooting professionals there that can be hired?"

"It's true. I've seen a very high-level lighting technician, and his salary is only a few dozen dollars a month."

The altitude of Santa Fe is close to 2,000 meters. Ronald slept for a night and felt a little uncomfortable. He got up and ordered a breakfast, and after eating, he waited for Spielberg and his fiancée Amy Irving.

The two dressed up, Spielberg wore a tuxedo and a bow tie. Amy Irving wore a very conservative bridal gown with only a little lace below the neck.

Thomas Donnelly, the Supreme Court Justice of New Mexico, presided over their wedding ceremony. The bride's sister was the witness for the woman, and Ronald was the witness for the man.

After a brief ceremony, without the oaths in the religious ceremony, the judge announced that 38-year-old Spielberg and 31-year-old Amy Irving were married. The marriage was protected by the laws of New Mexico and was a valid marriage.

The whole ceremony was very brief, but very sweet. Amy Irving was very happy. After thanking Ronald and others, she left hand in hand with her new husband. They were about to go to Europe for their honeymoon.

I don't know why, but Ronald felt like he was facing McGillis again. When actresses show intimacy, people always doubt it. They are so skilled in playing a woman in love or a sweet bride.

Maybe Spielberg is knowledgeable and has a better ability to judge acting than himself.

I like the climate and architecture of Santa Fe very much, but I don't like the dizzy feeling that the highland city makes people's brains a little dysfunctional.

Ronald returned to Los Angeles soon.

Menahan Golan, who hadn't seen him for a long time, came to the airport to pick him up.

"Ronald, you have to help me."

Ronald looked at the high-spirited Menahan. Since the hit of "Break Dance", he has been in the limelight at many European film festivals, especially Cannes. This year's Cannes, he bought all the large-scale advertisements outside the venue. The local media sourly called the Cannes Film Festival the Cannon Film Festival.

"What can I do for you?" Ronald made up his mind and resolutely refused to make low-cost exploitation films like Menahan.

"I remember you are friends with Frank Zeffirelli? I want to invite him to make a film and come to Hollywood to make the Shakespeare opera film he wants to make."

"Oh, that's possible." Ronald remembered the old Italian man who directed Brooke Shields' "Endless Love". He was very disappointed with Hollywood and returned to Italy to direct operas. If his favorite opera can be brought to the screen, he will surely not refuse.

"Great, I'm afraid I can't invite him. He is a true master, a classic."

Ronald curled his lips. Minahan always had some inexplicable deviations from Hollywood. He didn't know that although Zeffirelli was famous in the opera world, he would definitely fly from Italy immediately if Hollywood gave him money.

"This is our new strategy, signing those big directors who were once famous in Hollywood. Only in this way can we be respected in the overseas market." Minahan pulled Ronald to Cannon Pictures and looked at a napkin mysteriously.

"What is this?" Ronald saw another napkin with words written on it.

"This is an agreement signed by Jean-Luc Godard, a famous director of the French New Wave. He will shoot Shakespeare's classic movies for Cannon."

After carefully viewing the agreement written on the napkin, Ronald suddenly understood Minahan a little. This outsider in Israel must constantly invite famous directors to create, so that he can pre-sell more movies in overseas markets such as Cannes.

Those film buyers in Europe and the third world are not well-informed. If you tell them that "Breakdance" was praised by the First Lady Nancy, they will not react.

But if you say that you invited Jean-Luc Godard and Frank Zeffirelli to direct, those people will remember that you have won over all the great directors from ten or twenty years ago, and you must be a Hollywood tycoon.

This poor Israeli was still not accepted by the mainstream Hollywood, but he did make some name for himself in Europe.

"Don't worry, I'll call Zeffirelli when I get back. He will be very happy that a boss like you who understands art will ask him to direct the movie he wants to make."

Ronald patted Minahan on the shoulder, "How are the box office of your other movies?"

"Ha ha ha, very good, the movie that parodies Stallone sold better in Europe than his original Rambo 2." Minahan Golan smiled happily.

"The movie "Runaway Train" directed by Goncharovsky that you introduced was nominated for the Golden Globe Award for Best Actor, and it is also likely to be nominated for an Oscar."

"Congratulations!"

Ronald felt that Minahan had finally gotten his wish, with both box office and awards. Maybe next year, the executives of the other seven major studios will invite him to play golf.