The British people's impression of Theolod generally stays on "First Degree Fear" and "The Devil's Advocate", because only these two films can be called "international" and "influential". "Fear of the First Degree" is because Theolod was nominated for a Golden Globe and an Oscar for it, and "Devil's Advocate" is because of Al Pacino.

At the end of the twentieth century, before the advent of the Internet age, the British public's understanding of American Hollywood was mostly limited to newspaper media and movies released in theaters, so no matter how Fox advertised, the ability of "Two Smoking Guns" to build momentum was not as good as any of Theorod's films released in the United States, not to mention that there were no actors in this movie who were well known to the British public.

Robert Davis glanced out the window at the drizzle and nonchalantly straightened his bow tie. The old clock hanging on the wall had reached 5:20, which coincided with a rush hour in London, and the original 20-minute journey was likely to be doubled, and he should have left before 4:50, so that he might be able to catch the red carpet of "Two Smoking Guns".

But...... Why did he do it?

If it weren't for the editor-in-chief of The Times who handed him the film, he wouldn't even want to watch it, let alone go to some damn premiere, or on a rainy day!

And what happened? Their dear Peter Stossad actually gave Henry VIII to Thomps's boy, did he know how to write the name "William Shakespeare"? Davis was so angry at the thought of this result that Stousard said that "Two Smoking Guns" needed a veteran film critic to hand over his "Henry VIII" to Thomps, and if it weren't for this film, maybe he would have been sitting in a VIP seat at the Royal Opera House.

Is a movie directed by a newcomer worth all the trouble? Who is Theolod Lecht? How good can a twenty-year-old stinky boy be in acting? What's more, this is a cult movie, R-rated! God, this is the thing Davis hates the most, and he never thinks that cult movies have much value.

But the editor-in-chief handed over the movie to him, and ignored his arguments. If it weren't for his trust in Stousard's character, Davis would have almost thought that his editor-in-chief had been bought by Twentieth Century Fox, or that he had some unknown relationship with a director that no one had heard of.

Davis also remembered that Twentieth Century Fox had recently gathered some of the editors-in-chief and partners of famous magazines in Britain for a small internal adaptation in the branch conference room, and Stossard seemed to be on the invitation list. It seems that since then, he has suddenly become interested in the film, and Davis reluctantly participated in the premiere today.

Anyway, the movie didn't start until half past six, and no one mandated that all invitees must come to the scene at half past five, so Davis, who had been at home for a long time, finally took a long-handled black umbrella and walked out of the house at half past five.

In the morning, the sun had appeared in the sky of London, and now dark clouds had obscured the blue sky, and those who did not know thought that the gray and rainy state had lasted for days. In fact, the British had long been familiar with their unpredictable weather, and the rain did not put much pressure on the congested traffic, but Davis, who should have been accustomed to it, was impatient today.

Looking at this rainy day, looking at this slow-moving car, Davis cursed in his heart again, damn "Two Big Smoking Guns", damn Guy Ritchie, damn Yankee Theolod Lecht, damn cult movie......

Theorod, who was posing for a photo on the red carpet, suddenly sneezed, perhaps because the weather was changing so quickly. Richie, who put his arm around his shoulder, patted the rain on his clothes and teased: "Oh, God bless you, 'my lord', I hope the weather here doesn't catch you a cold, outsiders can't always adapt to the rain in England." ”

Richie said, and proudly touched his short board head with his hand, wiped off the water droplets on the top of his head, and looked like a fish in the rain like a fish in water, but he had just done this action, and the next second, his nose itched, and a "ahh

"Oh, God bless you, 'My Sleeping Beauty', and I hope the weather here doesn't catch you a cold and the locals can't get used to the rain in England. Theolod didn't look at Richie, he just showed an elegant and gentle smile to the fans and media on both sides, imitating Richie's previous tone and speaking slowly.

Richie hung his head a little frustrated.

A light drizzle is too common in London, so few people around the red carpet have umbrellas, but perhaps their two sneezes are too obvious, attracting the attention of fans standing on the side, and immediately, a male fan came to the front to ask for an autograph, handed over a black umbrella, and by the way, opened the umbrella before Theorod.

"I love you!" Theorod was so excited that he was incoherent as he unexpectedly turned out the umbrella handle, "Theo, I love you, I, I love all your characters, you're amazing......! Please don't catch a cold! Take care of your body, the most important thing is your body!"

Theolod stood in place with an umbrella, and very considerately covered him from the rain, he patiently listened to his every word, and then smiled gently, with his typical British retro dress today, like a noble son: "I love you (you) too, you are so sweet, will you watch a movie later?"

The other party was already too excited to speak when he heard Theorod's first words, and he nodded wildly to indicate that he had grabbed one of the few premiere tickets. Then he saw the bright eyes of the noble prince in front of him bent, and the smile was almost suffocating to anyone—

"That's great, isn't it? I'll definitely give you back this umbrella when the movie is over. Theolod said that when he saw the staff not far away gesturing to him, he could only continue to him apologetically, "I'm very sorry, I'm sorry, we'll see you in the theater." ”

The little fan was almost so excited that he cried bitterly - what could he ask for if his husband could be treated like this by his own star?

It's a pity that he didn't know how ...... the big smile on his face's face looked when he turned around to walk towards Richie and the others Underwhelmed.

"The fans are so considerate and caring, are you right?" said Theolod with a smile at them, "Gai, why don't you come in and hide from the rain?" ”

…… Damn it even worse.

There are many film critics who share Davis's thoughts, at least when Davis stepped into the theater at a quarter past six, he also saw a film critic friend who was also late as he was. As if they had discovered each other's careful thoughts, the two looked at each other and smiled, and walked into the theater.

Davis looked at it and found that the creators of "Two Big Smoking Guns" were all gathered in the front half of the theater, chatting with relaxed expressions, and occasionally one or two people would come forward to chat and say a word or two. Theolod is the most "old fritter" among these people, his natural and decent expression and demeanor are like a noble son attending a dinner party, and occasionally help others "break out" in a timely manner, his gentle smile and vanity make Davis pout, how to look at it is not pleasing to the eye.

I heard that this kid had a bad reputation before, and this polite words and deeds are quite similar, but who doesn't know what kind of character he is? It's just that he hasn't been caught by the media, and he still has a little acting strength. Yes, Davis is a typical "local actor" and "academic", and in his arrogant eyes, the true school of high acting is only produced in England, and only in serious drama schools.

What is it that a British director is not good at learning, but he wants to learn what kind of cult movies other Americans make, what is this?

"I don't know if they'll be able to laugh when the movie is over. Davis sneered.

Twentieth Century Fox took this one very seriously, but they may have forgotten that the tastes of the British were very different from those of the Americans. The film critic who came in with Davis stood aside and said. Hugh Edwards is well known in British film critics, especially theatrical film critics, and the middle-aged man in his sixties is best known for his typical British humor and sarcasm, for which he is also very popular with readers. Edwards had also met Davis a few times and knew what kind of person he was, so he had some reservations about what he said.

"That's right, cultural differences. Davis said in a strange tone, "It doesn't seem to be popular in the United States for the creator to meet and greet film critics and politely exchange a few words, maybe he doesn't know what etiquette is." ”

Edwards, of course, could hear who Davis was referring to, and there was no one else in the presence of the American who was the main creator except Theorod. However, he thought of his American film critic friend's evaluation of this child, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, although he really didn't have much interest in this movie, it didn't mean that he didn't have much interest in this actor either.

The phenomenon of loving him to the point of madness and hating him to the core, is unbelievable in a person who has always been polite and gentle.

"Well, Mr. Davis, what is the film like, whether this rookie director can be refreshing, and whether this American actor can make people shine, you can only know after watching it. It's a pity that no matter how much time we grind, we didn't manage to get in after the film was shown, and I think we're going to have to find our place now. Edwards said regretfully, but Davis always felt that he sounded awkward, "I wish we were next to each other, so that maybe we wouldn't be boredom and dozing off in the middle, right?"

"That's right...... Hopefully, God will get like-minded people to sit together. Davis said, looking at the smile lines on the face of the middle-aged man in his fifties, and for some reason he always felt that something was even more wrong.

One night later, when Davis saw Edwards' film, he realized something was wrong - the damn old guy was taunting him around the corner!

Of course, this is an afterthought, and now Davis mistakenly thinks that he and Edwards are on the united front, and when he finds out that the seats between the two are really connected, he is quite happy to say thank God.

Immediately afterward, the theater lights dimmed completely, and the logo of Twentieth Century Fox finally appeared on the screen in front of it. Davis found a comfortable position for himself, and before the subtitles at the beginning of the film were flashed, the typical Cockney accent in the background came out, a hawker shouting along the street, and the voice was as upsetting to Davis, who had no good feelings about the movie, like a quacking crow.

Then, there was a lot of dialogue, which made Davis even more in the mood to listen.

What the hell is this movie, what is the main line? The main point? The number of characters in the blink of an eye has reached five, and the amount of dialogue information is too large, and there is a bunch of garbage information, this beginning is enough for Davis to give "Two Big Smoking Guns" a star, so he doesn't have the good mood and patience to watch a movie that is a bit verbose.

"I really want to leave. He muttered.

And Ed Wolds beside him still had a smile on his face: "Hey, my old friend, it's only been five minutes, you can't make an excuse to go to the bathroom and leave." ”

Davis could only stay where he was, looking at the characters that gave him a headache, and remembering one name after another. Then suddenly, he found out in disbelief that he was wrong, and the direction of the plot suddenly entered a state of being out of control and out of control.