709 Lost Dogs
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have landed at New York's JFK Airport and welcome to the Big Apple. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoThe ground temperature is 65 degrees Fahrenheit and 18 degrees Celsius, and the sun is shining today, so it should be very suitable for travel, whether it is tourists who come to see the Statue of Liberty or officials who are going to the United Nations, today will be a good day, I hope you enjoy your stay in New York, and welcome to continue to choose Delta next time. Here is Josh Hartt, the captain of this flight, not an actor. ā
With the captain's brisk words, the cabin resounded with low laughter, and people began to make noise one after another, and after a long flight of six hours, they finally arrived at their destination, and their voices became relaxed.
George Clooney looked back irritably, almost unable to control his emotions, but finally leaned back heavily in his chair, turned his head to look out the window at the empty airport scene, closed his eyes, and let his emotions settle down, but it was really not an easy task. Finally, when the plane docked next to the terminal and the cabin opened, he unbuckled his seat belt as soon as possible, stood up and walked away quickly.
"Have a good trip, Mr. Clooney." The flight attendant politely said goodbye, but George didn't have the heart to respond, just bowed his head and walked away quickly. Usually he always enjoys such moments, has simple exchanges with ordinary people, gives full play to his charm, and creates a good image; But today...... He felt that there was always a hint of mockery and banter in his polite gaze, as if he had been stripped naked, and he stood in front of strangers with a red fruit, and he did not like such feelings, and even hated such feelings.
George walked briskly out of the cabin, then turned into the VIP tunnel and strode forward. The VIP aisles, where privacy was absolutely protected, were so sparsely populated that there were almost no passengers to be seen except for Delta's ground staff and a handful of airport staff, but George still felt that scrutinizing gaze was everywhere, as if every gaze carried a gloating criticism, sharp and disdainful.
George knew that he should be calm, but there was no way to control his emotions at all, he could only reluctantly suppress himself, not to completely lose control, embarrassed, but his steps still involuntarily became faster and faster, losing his demeanor, losing his manners, and losing his energy, just like ...... Like a lost dog.
He walked to the exit in one breath, but his footsteps braked sharply because he didn't know where his car was parked. Looking back in a daze, he realized that his assistant was still in business class and hadn't followed.
"Hiss, hiss", a small sound came from the quiet VIP room, and George turned his head to see a cleaning staff in a light blue jumpsuit, meticulously mopping the floor. The worker seemed to sense the gaze that fell on him, and looked up, and then he saw George, who nodded lightly, as if he had greeted him, and then lowered his head again and went about his work, without any superfluous expression, but George felt that the gaze was so dazzling that it almost burned his self-esteem, and mocked his embarrassment and panic with contempt.
George's hands clenched into fists and clenched tightly, his nails pierced into his palms, and the wounds that had not healed were torn again, and hot and sticky blood seeped out of his palms, making George tremble slightly.
Matthew-Charlton kept urging, "Hurry, please hurry." The usual polite tone couldn't help but become hurried, and he didn't have time to pay attention to his etiquette, "Send all your luggage to No. 24 in Area C of the parking lot, and the license plate number is ......" Matthew took out his mobile phone, reported the license plate number to the staff, and then confirmed it again, "That's right, please send it as soon as possible." With that, Matthew trotted away.
George didn't wait for him, and just disappeared, which made Matthew panic, his heart beating wildly, and he almost stuck in his throat. In the past two days, George's condition has been really bad, and he has been on the verge of losing control repeatedly, and as George's assistant, Matthew is completely trembling, and even has to be careful with his breathing.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the quiet VIP passage, and Matthew only felt panicked, and George's unpredictable behavior made Matthew feel both headache and anxiety. When he finally saw George in his sight, Matthew didn't breathe a sigh of relief, but slowed his steps, not wanting to startle George, but after all, he was still half a beat slower, George stood up suddenly, staring at Matthew vigilantly, and the unwell-groomed beard made George look more and more depressed and depressed.
"I'm sorry, George......" Matthew's apology was only halfway through when George shook his head and walked towards the exit without saying a word, not even lingering for too long. Matthew could only take a deep breath and quickly followed.
The two of them quickly arrived at the parking lot and found the car that had been booked for a long time. After getting into the car, George refused to wait again, "Let's go!" What are you doing here? "There is no patience and no grace, which is the same as the George that Matthew knew.
"We have to wait for the luggage, your outfit for tonight's event, all in the back, they'll be delivered right away." Matthew had to bite the bullet and explain that George's eyebrows were fiercely tangled, and just when Matthew thought George was going to be angry, George leaned back in his chair, took a deep breath, and then took a deep breath, and finally didn't say anything more. Matthew relaxed a little, looking at George, who was exuding a gloomy aura all over his body, Matthew hesitated, but still said, "Things ...... It's not that bad, is it? You don't think too much about it. ā
George turned his head suddenly, and the gloomy gaze made Matthew shiver three times in a row, but the words he said were spilled water, and Matthew could only bite the bullet and say, "The media...... They still haven't come up to a conclusion, have they? There are even quite a few media outlets that have said that the matter has not been confirmed, waiting for you to clarify. ā
"Huh." George suddenly sneered, and Matthew's words were cut off again, "Do you think I still have room for argument now?" The hoarse voice seemed to come from the depths of hell.
George knew that he could justify it, and he could still put all the blame on the assistant Matthew and the agent Mark, insisting that everything was just an operational error. But no one is stupid, he stands on the stage and talks to himself, and the people in the audience will only treat him as a circus and watch his jokes.
Although the major media have not made up their minds, it is because they are unwilling to easily take the black cauldron and provoke the Warner Bros. behind "Good Night, Good Luck". In fact, now he is embattled, and the connections he has spent ten years painstakingly managing are all useless at critical moments, and those media reporters did not speak for him and chose to stand by and watch, which is already for his sake; Now they refuse to take a stand, looking objective, but in fact their attitude has been demonstrated.
What's more, Barry Meyer blamed him for the leak of "Mad Max 4", no matter how he justified it, Barry didn't say it in his mouth, but in his heart he had already decided to use him as a scapegoat. Warner Bros. has not stated its position now, but is just waiting for further confirmation of the "truth", as long as it is confirmed that the manuscript on the Internet is true, then it is only a matter of time before he becomes an outcast.
This is just the beginning.
The reputation and prestige of "Good Night, Good Luck" plummeted in just three days, and now almost no one in Hollywood or the academy mentions this movie, as if this is the "communist/industrial/party" of the McCarthyist period, and everyone is secretive, reluctant to mention it, or even afraid to avoid it. The college's public relations has just started, and then he was stillborn, and his negative news alone has affected the entire "Good Night, Good Luck" crew, and it is hard to imagine who will mention this work again in the next entire awards season.
"Good night, good luck" has already been sentenced to death in advance, and unless he can prove his innocence, there is no place to turn over. And he also knew very well that this day was not expected to come, and Lance actually kept their first draft, not a printed version, but Lance's original manuscript, this manuscript...... It was turned out, and this was the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Now, he is not only worried about "good night, good luck", he is also worried about whether "Cinrena", which will be released next month, will also be implicated because of his relationship. He had been trying to contact Geia-Kacandes, the producer of "Sinrena," last night, but to no avail; Then I contacted another producer, Steven Soderbergh, who is also my friend, and director Stephen Gaghan, who answered the phone, but they were both in a meeting, just a few words of greeting, hung up the phone, and agreed to talk again today, but so far they have not received a call.
On the surface, as Matthew said, it seems that the media has not fallen into the trap, and it seems that there is room for redemption; But this is Hollywood, not a high school campus, where the real fear and lockdown are out of sight, and he has been cornered into a corner, isolated, and it will get worse and worse as time goes by.
Only a few weeks ago, he was a spectator watching Warner Bros. and Sony Pictures blockade Lance, witnessing Lance being pushed to the edge of the cliff little by little; But now, Lance not only managed to escape, at least for the time being, but also regained the upper hand, and the figure on the edge of the cliff was replaced by him. What's even more terrifying is that Lance is only facing the suppression of Warner Bros., Sony Pictures and other film companies in terms of cooperation, but now he is facing the loss of prestige and reputation because of the theft of the door, which is a priceless wealth accumulated over time, and once damaged, it may not be able to make up for it.
Now he really has no way out.
āā¦ā¦ So, what are you going to do? Matthew's voice came, and George scoffed, just not knowing whether he was mocking Matthew's naivety or his own embarrassment.
He, what can he do? (To be continued.) )