"I want to play Lockhee. "Not just because Lockhee is the heroine of Chicago, but because she's the most complex character I can play right now, but because I love Lockhee -- honestly, I love the era in which Chicago took place, the ignorance, the glitz, the moral turpitude, they thought they were living in a civilized age, but to us, it was the American Middle Ages." ”

Rob was shocked, and Jenny knew that her current choice of words, including her cultural literacy, far surpassed that of a normal public high school graduate. (In her school district and the U.S. education system, such a graduate is at best a fraction better than an illiterate.)

"You know Chicago is, at its core, the story of how two criminals escaped justice through the public eye, Rob." Jenny continued, "It's because it's based on a real story that the irony is so strong. I noticed that you made some changes in the film to soften the character of Loke, of course, this is a necessary sacrifice for popularity, and moviegoers don't need a nasty heroine. ”

She paused slightly, Rob nodded involuntarily, and Jenny continued, "But both Lockhee and Velma are criminals at heart, Lockshy is stupid, impulsive, selfish, greedy, shallow, vain, vulgar, ignorant, stupid enough to be deceived by a salesman, impulsive enough to shoot and kill, selfish enough to make her husband guilty—but she desperately squeezes out innocence, patheticness, and weakness to play with the public, so the musical version of Lockhee is contrived and sharp, and although she is beautiful, she is annoying, and that hate is not outright hatred, It's the hate of judging ugliness and hunting for curiosity, her ugliness and beauty are conflicting, but they are unified. This contrast makes Lockhee the most fascinating and complex character, and I do want to play Lockhee, and it's going to be a big challenge for my acting skills and a good opportunity to hone my skills, so I'm really passionate about it -- it's a good role, I'm an actor, and an actor wants to play a good role, it's as simple as that. ”

Rob looked at Jenny for a long time as if he had known her for the first time, and Jenny made an innocent expression and spread her hands, "Did I convince you?" ”

"It seems that you understand the character very well." Rob was silent for a moment, and instead of answering her question, he took a sip of red wine and changed the subject, "You even noticed the change I asked Renee to make - it's true that Renee emphasized her naïve and ignorant side in dealing with Lockhee, and designed her crimes of shooting and murder quite lightly, and I was going to emphasize the glitz and give them beautiful songs and dances throughout the movie, and the irony was just brushed off, and I even deleted Velma's singing about that so-called baby." ”

He seemed a little drunk, "Do you know what that's for?" ”

Jenny said sincerely, "Because the age is no different from 192o, people just want to see what they need to see, beautiful actors, wonderful singing and dancing and glittering scenes, and as for the connotation, who cares?" ”

Rob burst out laughing and even gave Jenny a round of applause, "You're fucking right, dear, who cares about connotation?" Tony, Emmy, Golden Ball, Oscar, they're all the same, you give them the thrill of watching, give them one high after another. Tide, and then sprinkle satire and black humor as spices, make them think that they see through the hypocrisy under the glitz, let them think that they are the sober one, and then you will reap the box office and awards. Milan. Kundera is right, this is a time of elegance, but the definition of elegance has changed, hasn't it? In the past, children saving dogs were 'Ya', and you had to force yourself to be moved, but now Hollywood is selling in bulk this kind of painless feeling, who the needs to really touch the heart? The directors who make that kind of film can only call the wind and rain at Sundance, thinking that they can't do it, and only they know these worldly truths. Here he is. it's Hollywood, people need him. Mom is a commodity, not a high and low him. Mom Art! The box office and word-of-mouth are the ones who are him. the last word. ”

It is estimated that the conversation is rising, and Rob's alcohol strength has also come up, and he has a **ing, but it is a little startled Jenny, she doesn't understand how they jumped here.

She threw a demonstrative look at Cesare, who nodded at her slightly, then smiled and echoed Rob, "It's the fault of the middle class, they and their vassals, Greenspan and his. Egg monetary policy, everyone has been squeezing into the middle class these years, you know, the market needs gentrified aesthetics, the market needs kitsch, Rob, we have to provide kitsch, at best, this is at least much more interesting than filming those boring justice gets proclaimed, and Lockhee finally submisses the law. ”

Rob drank all the wine in his glass, raised his hand and asked the waiter to come over, "No, I'll pay for it, listen, no one is allowed to leave, let's go to Lubitsch, and get drunk." ”

None of them mentioned the audition, and went straight to Lubitsch after settling the bill, although there was a long line at the door, but Cesare led them straight in, in this bar that only sold vodka, Rob got drunk, Jenny was not much better, although after a few drinks, he didn't dare to drink again, and began to play tricks to avoid drinking, but vodka was basically liquid alcohol, and she hid in the bathroom and vomited near the end.

Cesare, on the other hand, showed off his incredible amount of alcohol, and by the end he was able to maintain his uprightness, although his face was flushed and his steps began to float a little, and he was able to help Rob into the taxi after checkout, and take care of him all the way in the back seat to prevent him from throwing up in the car.

Jeanne was awake after throwing up, and she sat in the front seat, waiting in the car while Cesare sent Rob to the hotel, and waited until Cesare sent back to the back seat to sit with him.

Cesare first told the address of her house, and although he was drunk, he hadn't forgotten such small details, which made Jenny raise his opinion of his self-control again, and she asked, "You're not drunk, are you?" ”

"The strength of the wine is basically over." Cesare lowered the sleeves of his shirt that had been rolled up, and as for the tie, it had been pulled loose and tucked eight hundred years ago. "You're doing well tonight."

"Not bad?" Jenny asked rhetorically, still a little preoccupied about tonight's sharp turn, "I don't even know if I've earned that audition." ”

"What else do you need? Rob, in turn, begged you to go to the audition? Don't be funny," Cesare leaned back in his chair, as if he was tired. "Doesn't that prove that you're more than qualified to run for Lockhill? There's no reason why Rob shouldn't recommend you. Don't tell me you didn't see it, he even him. Mom loves you very much. ”

"If you want me to say, he's too stressed." Jenny doesn't think she's likable, "His adaptation of Chicago is actually a bit risky, and the critics may not be unanimously praised." ”

"Of course, you know that, I know, and he knows it." "The critics are bitch. But his train of thought wasn't all smooth sailing with Weinstein, and tonight's conversation about kitsch and middle-class aesthetics wasn't the first time it happened, Rob and I talked a few times, and he had moments when he wasn't confident in his opinion, but I think his ideas were successful. Essentially, "Chicago" is indeed a literary film, but no one says that a literary film does not need to cater to an audience, at best, it can only say that it wants to cater to a different audience. Moreover, no one will shoot a literary film with a budget of nearly 50 million US dollars. ”

"Of course, the director must first be worthy of the investor and the market." Jenny also agrees with Cesare and Robb, of course, she is an afterthought, because "Chicago" has indeed achieved at least word-of-mouth and box office success. "Rob still has too little experience as a director, otherwise he wouldn't have such doubts at all."

"And because his previous circles were too high," Cesare shrugged, "you know the Broadway circles, for them, movies and TV shows are too vulgar. Rob is under more pressure than anyone else to move closer to the mainstream, and this is his first film, and his performance on the set is understandable. ”

"Director." Jenny said meaningfully.

Cesare rubbed his face and let out a few chuckles, "I can't help but say, you've been surprising tonight - Jefferson, you've always surprised you again and again. ”

"I just didn't get into a good high school, but that doesn't mean I didn't have a mind." Jenny said with some humility. In fact, she is only a few axes, whether it is Jenny or Chen Zhen, she has never been literary and artistic, Milan. She hadn't read Kundera's novels at all, and she couldn't pick up anything about elegance and middle class.

"I'm talking about your research on Chicago musicals -- but you're also talking about one thing, it's a good quality that you can keep up." Cesare nodded, "Although Hollywood doesn't value cultural literacy, it can help you gain the affection of many directors." ”

This is the truth, Hollywood's requirements for actors have never been related to diplomas and knowledge, but it is difficult to direct a good show without culture, such as tonight, if Jenny does not seem to have the material, Rob may not be drunk - of course, once drinking together is nothing, but what about two or three times? When there are many dinners, they become friends with each other. In an industry where connections are everything, what could be better than Rob. Is a director friend like Marshall more precious?

"So, you're happy with my performance tonight?" Jeanne didn't want to dwell on what she had just said, but confirmed it to Cesare.

"I'm very satisfied." Probably because he did drink too much, Cesare also rarely praised it. "Going to a restaurant with me and calling me by a nickname -- that's a good way to protect yourself."

He saw through it, but it was not unusual in Cesare's scrutiny, and Jeanne said, "Thanks, a girl must know how to protect herself." ”

"Very cautious and commendable." Cesare didn't look at her, but continued to half-cover his eyes and take a nap, "But you could have asked me first, Jefferson, you should have trusted me a little more." ”

"You mean—" Jenny frowned.

"If there's a possibility of that, I'll tell you first." Cesare said, "Of course, I didn't tell you that it was my negligence, but you could have asked first, and if you did, I would have told you—"

He straightened up and turned his head to look at Jenny, the swift flow of light casting a trail on his face, like a rare smile—not out of business courtesy, not the kind he had done to Rob—a smile that should not have been on Cesare's face at all.

Jenny decided it was her delusion.

"Tell me what?" She asked.

"Rob is gay." Cesare announced.

damn-Jenny was dumbfounded, and after a long moment said, "No wonder - no wonder he noticed your cufflinks and my earrings - and found out that my earrings were fakes-"

"On Broadway, heterosexuals don't get ahead so easily." Cesare leaned back again, "When you get to New York, you need to be careful of the female choreographer, and as for the men, you can feel free to treat them as gay. ”

What else does Jenny have to say? "I see."

The two didn't speak for a moment, and then Cesare asked, "How would you react if Rob wasn't gay tonight, if he showed interest in you, if he represented not an audition for a musical, but Titanic?" ”

Of course, "Titanic" has already been filmed, but Cesare's meaning is obvious, and Jenny did not pretend not to understand, she was silent for a while and told Cesare. "I don't know, maybe it will be until that time that I will make a choice."

"Good." Cesare said.

"What's so good?" Jenny was suddenly upset again, she often overreacted to Cesare's pressure.

"You're very cautious about sex." "It means there's a lot less trouble in the future, which is good." You trust me to the point where you can tell the truth, and that's good. Jefferson, I'm your agent, you don't have to be so nervous in front of me, you can trust me a little more, remember? I'm all for your good. ”

He was right, but Jenny couldn't help but be upset, and she replied sharply, "How can I trust you when you still call me Jefferson, Mr. Vejerry?" ”

Cesare laughed, and if the first laugh was Jeanne's delusion, then he was laughing genuinely, the kind that was utterly amused. "Alright, alright, Jenny, Jane, is it okay?"

"For now, Chesa." Jenny said flatly, "Ah, here we are. ”

Before Cesare could speak, she preemptively said, "If you say 'don't let me down' again this time as a farewell word, I'll make you look good." ”

Cesare's open mouth closed again, and after a second, he said to Jenny, "Good night, Jenny." ”

"Good night, Chesa." Jenny said sweetly, as she got out of the car and twisted her fingers at Cesaré as a goodbye, feeling like she had won a small victory.

She did win – five days later, Cesare called her and told her to pack up and fly to New York for an audition for the Chicago musical.