Ang Lee walked into the screening room with a new issue of the newspaper.

The committee members are already waiting indoors.

Send out all the notes printed in the morning.

This is the tenth day of the discussion. The previous discussions on the best screenwriter, best actor, jury awards and other awards have been completed, and everyone has already made up their minds when they voted.

Only the best director and the highlight of the Venice Film Festival - the Golden Lion Award.

Li An sat on the first seat, put his hands together, and looked at the six committee members on both sides of the table.

We decided to discuss the winner of the Golden Lion Award first.

"What do you think of this Golden Lion Award?"

No one answered, everyone looked down at their files in silence.

Ten days of continuous discussion told them that their experience is that the first one to propose will always be the one that is killed first.

"Say what you think," Li An urged.

Joe Dante, one of the judges, glanced at the other committee members around him and coughed lightly.

"I think "Lebanon" is very good. The newcomer Maas Schumlik is very good at making war films."

Seeing that Ang Lee did not refute, another judge agreed.

"Indeed. This newcomer director is very accurate in grasping the point of war. At least in some aspects, he has brought us a new perspective. I think we should encourage the newcomers."

"It's not up to the standard to award awards based on seniority." The famous French actress Sandrina Bernel frowned. "I know you want to bring some changes to Venice, but the essence of the film festival still needs to be improved." Excellent films promote the development of the entire film industry. In this regard, I don't think "Lebanon" can bear the title of the 'Golden Lion Award'. After all, this year's Jacques Rivette and Giuseppe Tonatore has works to participate."

"I don't think Mas Schumlik is worse than Jacques Rivett and Giuseppe Tonatore." Joe Dante retorted, "It goes without saying that Jacques Rivett, his films It has not changed since 40 years ago. It is long, unconventional, and claims to be a real experimental film. Even Truffaut knows that this road will not work, and he has returned to the path of "French high-quality films" he previously discriminated against. He still doesn't know what he is insisting on. Yes, I know that real art may be ignored by everyone, but after 40 years, he is still the same old stuff and has to be disappointing.

As for Giuseppe Tornatore, his "Baarria" this year is obviously a water test, which is completely inferior to his previous works in terms of avant-garde literature and art. Lebanon is also better than Baarria in some ways, and I don't think it's a good idea to give Giuseppe Tonatore an award just because he's famous. "

"From your point of view, Jacques Rivette and Giuseppe Tonatore seem to have become useless? I really don't know if you say this for the movie, or for your little friendship with the director of "Lebanon." Sang Delina said sarcastically.

Joe Dante blushed, and was interrupted by Ang Lee just as he was about to say something.

"That's enough. One person should say less."

Joe Dante gave Sandrina a hard look.

Sandrina snorted disdainfully.

The atmosphere was deadlocked.

"What are you looking at?" Ang Lee asked Liliana Cavani who was flipping through a magazine.

Liliana is a famous Italian female director. She has always been reticent as a documentary background.

After closing the magazine, Liliana pushed her glasses and answered.

"A film review."

"About who?" Li An asked.

"A young junior."

After hearing this answer, Joe Dante gave Sandrina a complacent look.

Sandrina snorted disdainfully and said.

"Do you think Maas Schumlick is the only young man in Venice this year?"

"Even if it wasn't Mars, it wouldn't be the Jacques Rivette and Giuseppe Tonatore you proposed," Joe sarcastically said.

Sandrina's teeth were itching with anger, and just about to continue to say something, she heard Liliana speak slowly again.

"It is indeed not the three you proposed."

"Listen!" Sandrina looked at Joe sarcastically.

Joe Dany glared at Sandrina angrily, and looked at Liliana suppressing his anger.

"Not Mars? Who is that?"

Liliana took a sip of water and answered slowly.

"A young female director."

Young female director...

Prairie Klander?

Sandrina blinked excitedly when she got this answer, God knows she likes this director's works very much!

Literary, melancholy and with some spicy introspection!

After sorting out her thoughts, Sandrina asked cautiously, "Are you talking about "Approaching Iraq" directed by Prairieth Klander?"

"Pryris Klander?" Liliana read it once, then nodded, "Yes, that's her."

"Approaching Iraq is really good. It breaks the boundary between traditional feature films and documentaries, and it is very real." Ang Lee commented after pondering for a while.

Following Li Ang's voice, the other judges also nodded.

"The film is very experimental."

"It reminds me of Battleship Potemkin."

"A master of Soviet experimental films and European philosophical films."

"She deserves a Golden Lion."

With the last sentence uttered, Joe Danny immediately turned black.

After thinking for a moment, he said,

"It's not fair to Maas. "Close to Iraq" is the third feature directed by Pryreth, and she was not nominated for a Golden Bear when she made the first film."

Sandrina looked at Joe Denny mockingly.

"Need I remind you? This is her fourth work. In addition to "Doctor Who", her first solo film "Letters from Iwo Jima" won the Oscar for Best Picture, and the second "Sagan" directly topped the Caesar Award, and Mas, who has some friendship with you, did it? What's more, what is unfair to Mas? You mean to ignore the achievements of "Approaching Iraq" and win the Golden Bear Awarding an award to a movie that is completely inferior to his to maintain your so-called 'fairness' of taking care of newcomers? Are you acting like the audience has no eyes?"

The room suddenly fell into silence.

Joe Denny's face flushed.

"Okay." Li An finally said. "Everyone knows it in their own hearts, and finally they can vote."

After speaking, he got up.

Carrying a stack of materials to the door, he seemed to remember something, and turned his head, "Ms. Liliana, I wonder if I'm lucky enough to invite you to watch a movie together?"

"what movie?"

"Approaching Iraq."

"Of course." Liliana smiled and stood up.

The two walked out of the noisy meeting room.

**

Four days later, the awards day at the Venice Film Festival.

Pryris and Ennio walked the aisle together.

Of course, Paul and Eddie were not notified of this news in advance.

The moment Praris appeared on the red carpet with Ennio, Eddie was stunned.

Paul reacted quickly.

"Is this your boyfriend?"

Prairie nodded.

Ennio shook hands with Paul and Eddie respectively.

"My name is Ennio Sagan, hello."

Sagan?

What was his relationship to Françoise Sagan?

Paul had doubts in his heart, but soon he knew the answer.

Tabloid reporters flocked over, shouting, "Sagan! Sagan's son is here!"

In the next second, a group of reporters with cameras rushed over, followed by security guards and police who were caught off guard.

When Paul was very young, he had a star dream. In the dream, he became a world-class superstar. He had to wear a mask when he went out and was protected by ten bodyguards at 360 degrees.

But what Paul didn't expect was that this dream of being surrounded and protected by ten bodyguards really came true... although the cause may not be because of him.

In the eyes of everyone, Prairis and Ennio walked onto the red carpet arm in arm.

He lowered his eyebrows and smiled slightly, just like a Biren.

Eddie took a look and lowered his brow.

Ennio on the red carpet was a little nervous.

Muscles in the arms were stiff.

Stopping in the middle of the red carpet to take a few photos, Ennio's forehead was covered with sweat.

He has never been an outgoing person.

Seeing this, Prairis had no choice but to quicken his pace and passed the red carpet.

The power of the news at the opening ceremony of the previous Venice Film Festival is still there, which also caused more than half of the audience at the scene to be almost all fans of Prairis.

A bewildered face.

"...Did I read it wrong...My goddess walked the red carpet???"

"It's fake... It must be fake... Are you in a hurry to go to the toilet by walking so fast?"

"No, I just saw Cyclone."

Comments like these flooded Twitter.

Among them, "Don't blow it, I just saw Cyclone." It was quickly lifted up, and it was even called Marvel.

"If Marvel wants to create a new hero, consider Prairie Klander, she can not only play the role but also direct the film by the way. Smile face."

Of course, Prairis didn't know all this.

At this moment, she was sitting anxiously on a chair, waiting for the announcement of the selection results.

The best director has just been announced, and as expected, the winners came from "Lebanon" and "A Woman Without a Man". In the end, the director of "Lebanon" overwhelmed the director of "A Woman Without a Man", Sherin Netshat Won the best director of this year's Venice, and "Woman Without a Man" directed by Sherin Neshat was only awarded a best screenplay award as a compensation.

But on the stage, Maas Schumlick smiled reluctantly, not at all the joy that he should have won the best director.

Prairie knew why.

Because according to the rules of equal distribution of awards at the Venice Film Festival, this best director award has already shown that he is far away from the "Golden Lion Award" at the Venice Film Festival.

Ang Lee took the envelope and walked onto the stage.

The camera cuts between Prairis and Maas Schumlik, Sherin Netshat, and Felin Arkin.

In the end, as Li Ang's voice froze on a person's face——

And that person is—

"Congratulations! Prairieth Clander! Closer to Iraq!"

At that moment, the stars were shining, and she took over the golden lion that belonged only to her.

Kiss, hug.

Keep murmuring "Thank you."

This is her fifth year in the industry.

In these short five years, she won BATFA, Otti, and even the Caesar Award, which symbolizes the highest peak of European literature and art——

And today, she finally won another one, a golden lion that symbolizes a milestone for European directors!

Goldilocks kissed the trophy under the lights.

held high.

It's September 2009, 9!

tonight!

Venice is a god!

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