Hollywood Director 1992

Knock, knock, knock!

"Boss, this is the video taken at the screening. After editing, we've kept forty-three minutes of footage. Take a look."

"Okay!"

After the staff left, Link took the videotape, inserted it into the VCR, and watched the footage taken at the scene.

From beginning to end, there were scenes of Fred Olen Ray and 13 others shouting 'Rotten movie' and getting up to leave.

There were also shots of several female producers screaming 'My God' and covering their eyes, afraid to watch, and several people who were so scared that they left halfway through.

The most outstanding performer was undoubtedly Quentin Tarantino.

This burly man, who was six-foot-three and had a fierce appearance, screamed in terror while watching the movie.

He would occasionally cover his eyes with his hands, close his eyes and turn his head away, afraid to look, and grab the arms of Steven Soderbergh and Lawrence Bender, who were next to him.

When it was played to the 21st night, Quentin was so frightened that he jumped onto Lawrence Bender's seat, clutching Lawrence's arm tightly.

"Pfft ~"

Liu Xiaoli's laughter came from behind him, and her unique fragrance wafted over.

"Quentin is so funny. He's such a big guy, but he's so timid."

"It's quite amusing."

After the movie ended, the lights in the screening room came on, and Quentin also got up from Lawrence Bender's body, the blue jeans wet in one area.

"Is this real? Is it that scary?"

Liu Xiaoli covered her mouth and smiled, her cheeks turning rosy.

"Some people were so scared that they didn't dare to open their eyes halfway through, saying they wouldn't watch even if they were paid. Do you think it's scary?"

"It's different. I'm a woman. It's normal for women not to dare to watch horror movies."

"Okay, that's a barely reasonable excuse."

Besides Quentin Tarantino.

Richard Zanuck, Scott Rudin, Jerome Preston, and several other film company producers also showed more fear while watching the movie.

Some were so frightened that they involuntarily flinched, covered their eyes, squinted, or closed their eyes.

These people were all veterans in the industry and had seen many horror movies.

But they were also quite frightened when watching 'Paranormal Activity' and subconsciously made many funny movements.

If ordinary viewers were to watch it, their reactions would definitely be even more exaggerated.

This also shows that 'Paranormal Activity' was well made.

The system's evaluation is also relatively objective.

"Boss, what are you filming these for? What's the use?"

"It's very useful. You'll know later."

Link picked up the phone on the table and called Quentin to ask him what he was doing.

"I'm at home. Link, is there something wrong with your movie? The aftereffects are too great. I feel like the apartment is full of ghosts now. Wait, I feel like there's something behind me... F*ck, Roger, what are you doing standing behind me? Are you trying to scare me to death?"

The voice on the phone became chaotic. After more than a minute, Quentin continued to speak.

"Link, why are you calling me?"

"I need your help with something."

"What is it?"

"It's not easy to say over the phone. Are you at your apartment? Do you have a VCR in your apartment? I have a videotape here that I'd like you to watch."

"A scary videotape?"

"No, a funny videotape."

"You can come over in the afternoon. I'm planning to have a party at my apartment tonight."

"How about I come over tomorrow? Parties are too noisy. I have some work matters to discuss with you."

"Okay, tomorrow morning, no, come over after noon. I'm worried I won't be able to get up if I get drunk."

"OK! See you tomorrow!"

Link hung up the phone and watched the video again.

Then he called the staff in the production department and asked them to cut out the part where Quentin was so scared that he wet his pants.

Quentin can't see this part.

Quentin would definitely be embarrassed and angry if he saw it.

"You're planning to get Quentin to agree to publicly show this video?"

Liu Xiaoli blinked and smiled.

"I want to try."

"That's difficult. No one wants to lose face publicly, let alone Quentin, who is a public figure. He also cares about his reputation."

"Let's try first. If he doesn't agree, we'll think of another way. Our publicity plan isn't just one thing."

"It feels very complicated. Before watching movies, I thought that all you had to do was make a good movie and send it to the cinema to be shown. After working for a while, I realized that there's so much work to do to release a movie. Making a good movie is just the first step. Getting the movie to be shown in theaters smoothly is the real success. It's too difficult."

"It's not that difficult. Our company is just starting out, and we lack people and money. We need to be responsible for many tasks ourselves. When the company grows and we have a professional publicity and distribution team, we can just hand the movie over to them after filming it, and the amount of work we need to do will be greatly reduced. It will be easier then."

No mistake, one head, one hair, one inside, one face, one look!

"Yes, as the old saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. But Link, you're doing a great job. No one is doing better than you, whether as a director or a company boss."

Liu Xiaoli looked at him seriously, her peach blossom eyes sparkling, as if hiding admiration, appreciation, love, care, and affection, or perhaps it was an illusion, making one's heart itch.

"You're also doing a great job. Whether as my assistant or Sissi's mother, you are able to be dutiful and meticulous. Liu Xiaoli, you're great!"

Link gave her a thumbs up.

Hearing his words, Liu Xiaoli instantly recalled her experience when she first came to the United States, her eyes slowly turning red, those beautiful peach blossom eyes like flower petals instantly dyed red by the morning light.

Her eyes became watery, tearful. Liu Xiaoli turned her face away and quickly wiped her eyes, then turned back and glared at him.

"Who wants you to praise me? Why are you praising me for no reason?"

"Just my honest thoughts. You really are great."

"I'm not going to talk to you."

Liu Xiaoli picked up the folder in her hand, threw it heavily on the table, snorted softly, and left the office, swinging her long hair.

The main thing is to offend superiors, and repeatedly refuse to correct.

The next day at noon, Link brought the re-edited video to Quentin's apartment in Beverly Hills.

The residential areas in Beverly Hills are divided into three sections according to current housing prices.

The flat area south of Santa Monica.

Including Wilshire Boulevard, housing prices are relatively cheap, ranging from about $800,000 to $3 million, and there are a few expensive ones that cost millions, but not many.

This is also the most densely populated area of Beverly Hills, accounting for more than 60%.

The middle part is north of Santa Monica Boulevard and south of Sunset Boulevard, which is a hilly area with villas and mansions everywhere. Housing prices are generally above $1 million.

The mountainous area north of Sunset Boulevard, including Bel Air and Holmby Hills, has even higher housing prices, with most of Beverly Hills' top mansions concentrated in this area.

Quentin's rented apartment is located in the middle section of Santa Monica Boulevard near Century City.

An apartment called Roxbury.

This place is more lively than Wilshire Boulevard, with many bars and red-light districts, making it convenient to pick up girls.

"Hey, Link, you're here."

Quentin Tarantino opened the door in his pajamas and slippers, bleary-eyed, with messy hair, almost an afro.

Even messier than his hair was his living room.

Fruit peels, paper scraps, and wine bottles were scattered all over the floor, and many bras and panties were hanging on the sofa.

The air was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

"Looks like I missed a very lively party."

"Haha, that's right, there were fourteen of us last night, nine hot chicks, it was great. You should have come yesterday, oh well, I forgot you have the beautiful Monica, tsk, Monica is really a sexy beauty."

Quentin grabbed the underwear on the sofa and threw it aside casually.

Link didn't care about the dirt and casually found an empty spot without any leftovers to sit down.