The car started.

Martha, who was sitting in the front passenger seat of the car, stared intently at the rearview mirror, trying to read something from Josie's face.

Josie raised her eyes and asked, "What's your question, Martha?"

"There's a big problem." Martha adjusted her sitting posture and turned her head. "You're looking at that boy. That's the problem."

"Boy?" Josie raised her eyebrows, "He's 26 years old, and he's a man."

26 years old?

Martha was slightly surprised, but her focus quickly shifted from Edward Norton's real age to another place.

"How do you know this?" she asked.

"He told me before the audition." Josie was a little careless, "You don't just want to ask this, do you?"

Then Martha returned to the topic and said, "I mean, it's not like your style. I don't think you are the kind of person who falls in love at first sight. Besides, you and Keanu..."

"Martha, life needs some romance once in a while." Josie interrupted Martha with a smile, and continued: "Especially as an actor, I must be full of emotions. But in fact, I am not a person who is easily mobilized." Man, I'm trying to be a little crazy, I'm not supposed to be so indestructible."

If vulnerability is the most wonderful trait in a male actor, then for an actress, sensitivity and madness are equally indispensable.

All the while, Josie's character hadn't quite tapped into her emotional depths until the stressful days of filming "First Degree Fear" when she first truly unleashed her inner beast. The hearty performance actually made her feel trembling and excited.

It gave her a great sense of accomplishment, and an unparalleled catharsis.

But when she left that role, an indescribable sense of emptiness filled her body again, making her eager to enter the next round of challenges.

Acting is addictive.

Martha stared at Josie in amazement. At this moment, her pure and sweet face was extremely attractive. Even if she wrote her ambition and desire on her face, it only added luster to it.

She opened her mouth, but paused for a few seconds, and then said: "Let's talk about the next plan, the shooting cycle of "Everyone Says I Love You" is not long, we can do more..."

Penthouse on Madison Avenue.

The owner of the apartment, Frank Horton, is sitting on the sofa in the living room. The high-ceilinged space and the design of the floor-to-ceiling windows make the scenery here very charming. You can easily overlook the entire Manhattan, as if the world is at your feet.

And the world was indeed at his feet.

Frank lives here recently, and occasionally goes out for a run in the park, or goes to Broadway to enjoy popular plays. It seems that he is still self-cultivating and has no plans to return to Wall Street, which touches some people's sensitive nerves.

He slowly closed a financial magazine, with a relaxed and happy smile on his mature and refined face.

Of course, Frank should feel happy, because he has captured wealth beyond the reach of ordinary people in his lifetime through the vicissitudes of the international futures market, and even the government departments have been played by him.

It's time for some new fun.

Thinking of this, Frank threw the financial magazine into the trash can, but picked up a Hollywood industry bible—"Vanity Fair" from the white marble coffee table.

On the cover of the December issue of "Vanity Fair", the sea area just exposed to the sky is quiet and deep, the sea water overflows her kneeling legs, and the sparkling light ripples under her body, making the backlit skin look like gold.

The girl with perfect blond hair and blue eyes raised her chin, revealing her graceful shoulder and neck lines, and a sharp three-quarter profile.

A pair of blue eyes brought about by genetics, slightly melancholy and confused when not smiling, under the interlacing of light and shadow, they are as magnificent as the deep sea, calm but not ordinary.

The red lips parted lightly, like a thousand words or a sigh.

"Surprisingly, this is a masterpiece." He chuckled, stroking the paper cover of the magazine with his fingers.

The largest font on it reads——

Josiehutton: Goldengirl

"If we want to follow up with the award season, there are two ways to play now." In the elevator, Martha was talking to Josie, "One is to try to publicize your performance in "Life Sounds About You", borrowing Richard .Dreyfus' network, familiarize yourself with people in the industry, and if you are lucky, you will be nominated for a few female supporting roles; the second is to cooperate with Paramount's public relations "Leading the Coquettish" Golden Globe nomination, but the problem is this The film has entered the home entertainment market for nearly two months, and its target group has basically been developed, and going to the Golden Globes for public relations will not bring enough benefits to Paramount.”

In the final analysis, "Leading the Coquettish" is just a youth school comedy, and this year is another year after 1994, when Hollywood's best movies blow out again. The problem is that after several rounds of online and offline public relations battles, there is not much left to squeeze the value of this movie.

It's not a good deal.

Moreover, Paramount's awards season has long been reserved for Mel Gibson's "Braveheart". This is an epic movie aimed at Oscars, and it is very likely to bring the best actor, best director and best picture. Nominations for heavyweight awards are very helpful for long-term benefits on a global scale.

As for the movie "Life Is Sounds About You", Josie doesn't have many roles, and the characters are not deep and full. The whole film is the solo show of the leading actor Richard Dreyfuss.

"I need a nomination," Josie said.

She remembered that Kate Winslet entered the Hollywood scene this year, with "Sense and Sensibility" directed by Ang Lee, which obviously helped her get a ticket for that big ship.

Perhaps this is not the key to the success of Kate Winslet's audition, but it still has a certain positive impact.

Well, that's enough.

"In that case, I'll send out a memo later, hold an online meeting with Kevin, Archie, and Eve tomorrow, and then contact Paramount." Martha is the most aware of Josie's obsession with "Titanic" Yes, I have to say that the two of them thought of going together.

As early as last night, Martha went back to the Miller House in New York. As usual, she did not see her brother who was suffering from congenital dementia. As usual, she was carefully told by her mother not to quarrel with Arthur. As usual, she always greeted Rebecca Hesitant eyes.

In fact, her conversation with Arthur was calm and restrained, and even many points of view coincided with each other.

As the chairman of this year's Oscar Academy, Arthur's success in assuming the position is not inferior to the public relations battle during the awards season, so I won't repeat it here.

The important thing is that Arthur believes that Richard Dreyfuss has no chance of winning this year. The Coppola family has been rooted in Hollywood for many years, and it is bound to send Nicolas Cage from "Leaving Las Vegas" to the throne of actor.

In addition, "Brave Heart" spent 2000 million U.S. dollars generously on public relations and publicity expenses-it is almost enough to make a "Leadership 2"-this is Paramount's number one Olympic contestant this year ,none of them.

It seems that Josie has no chance this year, but in fact there is an award, and she does have a chance to win a nomination.

This award is the Golden Globe.

The organizer of the Golden Globe Awards is the Hollywood Foreign Press Association. Since its establishment in 1994, it has been held every year before the Oscar voting deadline. Since the final result of this award is voted by a small number of association reporters, it has always been considered that there are not enough votes. Professional and authoritative.

The small number of judges means easy public relations.

In particular, the Golden Globes advertised to speak out for the tastes of the audience and honor the legacy of the academy, and set up two categories of nominations for drama and music, making its nominations much simpler and rougher than competing for Oscars.

With a ding, the elevator went straight to the top floor.

With a lazy smile on Josie's face, she said to Martha, "Let's do it this way, Martha, I'm very relieved of your work. There is only one thing, "Titanic" is still the highest priority."

"I have a sense of proportion." Martha agreed flatly, but couldn't help feeling amused, "I really don't know what magical powers "Titanic" has, or are you really a crazy fan of James Cameron?"

Josie blinked, "I don't mind admitting it if I have to."

Frank on the sofa heard the ladies' voices, cleared his throat and said, "Good afternoon, ladies."

"Hello, Mr. Horton." Martha greeted.

"Hi, Dad, how are you doing today?" Josie still couldn't adapt to the enthusiasm of the Americans, but fortunately Frank was not the kind of parent who was keen on kissing or hugging when they met.

"I'm fine, honey," Frank said. "How about you guys, how was the audition?"

Josie signaled Martha to hand over the contract that had just been signed to Frank, and the other party returned it to Martha with just a quick glance.

Obviously, Woody Allen's name is a golden signboard.

Frank hooked his lips and said, "You are indeed my little princess, come on, let's celebrate it tonight!"

Josie came over and sat on a light gray armchair. She noticed that before they came, Frank was watching Vanity Fair, which featured her on the cover, and was very focused.

She smiled and said, "I'm afraid it won't work, Dad, I have a date tonight."

"A date?" Frank activated the alert mode of a good dad, and asked in a series of voices: "What kind of date, is the date a man or a woman, before ten o'clock—oh no, will you be home before nine o'clock?"

"Father!" Josie dragged her tone, "I'm done!"

Frank touched the tip of his nose in a serious manner, and muttered: "It doesn't matter how old you are, there are too many bad boys nowadays, and they are deceiving little girls like you."

"If my father hadn't lied to my mother back then, I wouldn't be who I am now." Josie said with a smile, pulled Martha up and ran to the marble stairs on the other side, "I'm going upstairs to change!"

Frank shook his head with a smile and watched them go upstairs.

But he thought: How can something that is done willingly be called "cheating"?

But Josie must never be with a penniless poor boy, his daughter will have a husband and marriage that everyone envies.

PJClarke's restaurant is located on Third Avenue in midtown Manhattan. From the outside, it looks like a red low house with a sense of story, with quite beautiful large windows and signboards.

In fact, it is one of the most legendary and historic buildings in the city.

It used to be the lunch place for Jacqueline Kennedy and her two American babes, the place where "Sweetheart Holly" - Buddy Holly proposed to his lover, and the place where John Mercer wrote "To My Baby" " location.

Later, Nat King Cole took a bite of the restaurant's signature burger, and since then it has become known as the "Cadillac of Burgers".

Over the years, this restaurant has experienced ups and downs, but it still stands tall. Not only are celebrities often patronized, but it has also become one of the fashion landmarks in New York.

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