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Park City, Utah, is famous for skiing all over the United States, but in mid-January, movies become the city's first and only theme, and filmmakers like Murphy who are looking for opportunities are like sharks smelling blood, flocking here from all over the world, hoping to make a splash and complete the metamorphosis from obscurity to fame and fortune⊙.

To put it simply, countless filmmakers have taken the St. Denis Film Festival as a stepping stone to the start of their careers.

It's also full of film critics and buyers, from distribution companies to video publishers.

They all have one thing in common, they can push a personal film in front of a wide audience.

Dressed in thick clothes and walking the streets of Park City, Murphy can see movie-related content everywhere, and the streets are full of professional watchers in suits and leather shoes who are hurrying by, not only paying attention to the official works shown in the theaters, but sometimes whispering to the people who sell their works on the side of the road, looking for films that can bring in profits.

As he passed through a plaza, Murphy called out to Paul Wilson to watch for a while, even though it was only half of the afternoon, and there were already a lot of people gathered here, bringing improvised projection equipment to show their work when it got dark.

It's also a way to sell the work they shoot with a video camera, and maybe it will be picked up and become the next "Blair the Witch".

If there is no invitation, Murphy may also be one of them, but getting the invitation is just a slightly more advanced ticket.

And this admission ticket also requires payment of money.

After crossing the square and turning another intersection, Murphy came to the office of the film festival organizing committee, inquired at the door, and quickly found the corresponding office, took out the invitation letter and the corresponding materials, and went through the relevant screening procedures.

"Mr. Stanton,"

Behind the desk was a middle-aged woman with glasses, who formulaically said, "According to the schedule, your film will be shown at the Morris Theater on the afternoon of the 0th, and you will need to pay $000 for admission fees, $00 for printing materials, $00 for theater screenings, and $00 for staff compensation......"

Listening to this series of expenses, Murphy was helpless, a film wants to participate in any film festival, the producer needs to submit an entrance fee to the film festival, which is often expensive, and there are various expenses submitted, such as the cost of printing promotional materials, transportation costs, staff salaries, expenses during screenings, and public relations activities......

Fortunately, this is the St. Denis Film Festival, and the fees are relatively low, and Murphy finally paid $5,000 and completed all the formalities.

Murphy can only sigh that film is an art, and money is the most basic condition for realizing this art.

Most of you who have been to a film festival know that it takes a lot of space and manpower to hold a film festival, and although the festival will also have sponsors to pay, in addition to the basic fee, including the St. Denis Film Festival and most of the three major film festivals in Europe, they will also take a certain share of the films sold at the festival.

Leaving the organizing committee office, Murphy has no interest in moving around, and now there are most people like him in Park City.

The sky was shrouded in night, and when I returned to my hotel room, I asked for a random dinner, Murphy sat by the window, eating and looking outside, Park City was brightly lit, the streets were full of people, and I could see that the slightly larger open space was shining with the unique light of the screen, and it had become a movie city that never sleeped.

After eating, he first made a phone call to Bill Rothes, who had a lot of clients and couldn't serve himself alone, and he wouldn't be in Park City until the day of the "Hard Candy" screening, and he also contacted professional moviegoers from several distribution companies who would be in theaters at that time.

Perhaps far from Los Angeles; Maybe it's because I've been busy in recent months, and I've always had people around to work with; Perhaps this pre-dawn wait is the most tormenting; After hanging up the phone, Murphy actually felt lonely.

In Bill Rothys's eyes, he is a learner and a potential stock.

In Paul Wilson's eyes, he was so lucky that he directed a real feature film in his early twenties.

In James Franco's eyes, he was despicable and shameless, a guy who didn't even need to write a draft of a lie.

In the eyes of Carey Mulligan, he is empathetic and the best guy in the world.

Murphy knew roughly what they thought of him, but deep down he knew that he wasn't who they thought he was.

I don't know why, Murphy remembered Carla Firth who went to New York, they are the real people all the way, but Carla Firth was sponsored by Fox TV to return to his alma mater for further study, and his career will inevitably rise again after he comes out, and what about him?

Although he got a key, Murphy knew that his future was still chaotic.

Subconsciously touched the phone and entered Kara Fez's number, Murphy was just about to press the dial button, but the phone suddenly rang, and a very unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen.

He pressed the answer button, "Hello, this is Murphy Stanton." ”

"Hi, Murphy."

A crisp voice rang out from the earpiece, "I'm Kerry." ”

"I hear you."

Hearing this familiar voice, Murphy's somewhat depressed mood became a little better, "Why are you calling at this time?" ”

"I just sneaked out of my house and was calling you in the official language." Kerry Mulligan over there answered the question, "Murphy, is the film screening time set?" ”

Murphy stood up, "The twentieth of this month." ”

"I'm looking forward to it." Kerry Mulligan's crisp voice gradually turned low, "I...... I miss you, Murphy. ”

Holding the phone in one hand, Murphy frowned slightly, before he could do anything, Kerry Mulligan over there said again, "I dreamed of you." Okay, no, my mom came looking for me, and it would be bad for her to find out I called you. ”

The phone was quickly hung up, and that cute baby face suddenly jumped into Murphy's mind, and he couldn't help but shake his head and smile, he wasn't James Franco.

Probably thinking about it day and night, when he went to bed at night, Murphy actually dreamed of Carey Mulligan, the blonde girl in the dream was holding a sharp knife, walking towards him tied to the chair step by step, the delicate baby face with a cute and innocent smile, but the knife slashed at his vital point......

For two nights in a row, Murphy was awakened by such a dream, but fortunately, with the screening of "Hard Fruit Candy" approaching, his energy can finally be put elsewhere.