"This Killer Is Not Too Cold" was scolded bloody, but it did well at the box office.

If the box office is good, there will be money to be made, these days, in Leo's words: "You can live a fucking good life, at least the Russian girl can hug when she wants." ”

When people have money, they have enough confidence, but Victor has nothing, and Leo is beautiful.

This guy, changed a few outfits, dressed like a dog, didn't say, went out to do things and talked, but he couldn't do it, went to a tavern to drink, and asked for the best window box on this dog day.

Originally, drinking, just stuffy his head, Leo just opened the box door, and this opening allowed Victor to see a few people in the seats opposite.

One of these faces is all too familiar.

"Night Killer!? What a topic! Throw it away! No one wants a story about a nocturnal walk, and a fucking killer! Do you see that Victor Ferro's bullshit killer making money, and you want to follow the trend? He's not too cold to kill, you have a night walk, it's enough for the fucking fuck. John, such a person, such a bad script, don't look for me in the future, or you will roll me up and get out! Fawkes' face flushed with rage, and he threw out a script in his hand with a snap.

Next to Fox, John Ford sat with him, and a man in his early thirties sweating profusely and embarrassed.

"You script it, go to Sam Warner, Warner is interested in this kind of bad movie, they keep making fucking garbage......" Fox refused.

"Mr. Fawkes, I've been over there, but I didn't agree......," the man lowered his head and smiled with a smile on his face.

"Hah! That's right! They can't even read it, which is enough to show how bad your script is! Also a killer, still a ** killer, damn it! God forgive me...... Listen, fool, if I invest in filming you, Twentieth Century Fox will be stopped, let's be killers together, it's awesome, right? Fox sneered.

"Mr. Fox, this is just my idea, it can be changed......" The man was terrified.

"Change your mother! …… God forgive me...... Some scripts can be changed, some can't, just like some men can go to the battlefield by dressing up, and if you pretend to be a fake JB for him, he won't help! Fox was full of foul language, shook his hand and walked away.

Leave John Ford and the man staring at each other.

"Fred, don't be discouraged, take your time, when I first entered Hollywood, it was also a fucking behavior, and I was scolded so that my ancestors suffered for eight generations." John Ford comforts the man named Fred.

"Mr. Ford, I think I may not really have any talent in this area, I'm in my thirties, and I can't achieve anything." Man wiping tears.

"Don't fucking wipe your tears, that's what the girls do! Fred, I'm optimistic about you, really, I think ......" John Ford poured the man a glass of wine and was about to speak, when he saw Victor staring at him with a wicked smile.

"Victor? When did you come? Ford was amused, and walked over with the man.

The four of them sat down again and poured their wine.

"Fred, this is Victor Fello as I told you, the director of "This Killer Is Not Too Cold". The head of Legendary Films. John Ford introduced with a great gesture.

"Mr. Ferro!? Oh, my God! It's such an honor to meet you, I've been studying your films all this time, it's wonderful, both in terms of technique and the meaning of the film, I think, you've made a movie that I had always dreamed of filming...... "The man's eyes lit up, and he could see that what he said was sincere.

This man is quite honest. Victor was impressed with it.

"What's going on?" Victor asked.

"I wish I had shot that Fox bird." John Ford was angry: "Fred was very good, he wrote a script, and I thought it was interesting, so I introduced it to him, and you saw it." John Ford shrugged his shoulders.

"Who is this?" Victor looked at the man.

Only then did John Ford react: "I almost forgot to introduce you, Victor, this is Fred, Fred Zenerman." ”

"Fred Zenerman?" Hearing the name, Victor nodded, and then fixed his gaze on the face in front of him for a long time.

Fred Zenerman, a Hollywood director in the fifties and sixties, won four Oscars in his life, and directed many films that will go down in history, especially "High Noon", known as one of Hollywood's best westerns, and influenced countless directors in later generations.

This is a real bull fork character.

Victor really couldn't imagine that the little deflated three just now turned out to be such a bull.

Looking at Victor's eyes, John Ford thought that Victor didn't care, and hurriedly explained: "Victor, this kid still has some talent, very good." Fred, tell me about yourself. ”

Fred Zenermann was a little shy and said, "Mr. Fellau, I was born in Vienna and studied the violin......

"Oh my God! Don't mention the fucking violin, this has a fart relationship with the movie, say the movie! John Ford exclaimed.

"I gave up my law studies at the University of Vienna at the age of eighteen and went to the School of Cinematography in Paris, where I studied cinematography, came to the United States in 1929, made documentaries for the Mexican government, and then went to MGM as a short film director. ”

Short film director? Victor nodded. To put it nicely, this job is just a garbage thing, and it is completely done by a famous director.

"Millennium, my short film won the Academy Award for Best Short Film, of course, this is not comparable to a regular award. For the past two years, I've been doing errand work, working as an assistant director, and sometimes writing scripts. ”

"At the beginning of this year, I was kicked out by MGM on the grounds that they didn't want to feed me like a waste, and I handed in ten notebooks in a row, and they were all killed." Zenerman smiled wryly.

"And what company are you in now?" Victor Road.

"Free man. I now make a living writing for newspapers, but I've been writing scripts all the time. Zenerman said seriously.

Victor looked at the poor and sour Zenaman, his outfit may not have been changed for at least ten days.

"I wrote this script two years ago, and I kept it pressed and didn't dare to take it out until I watched your film, Mr. Ferro, and I felt that I seemed to be able to make a new film, like you, so I didn't ...... it today," Zenerman said.

"Oh, Fred, can I take a look?" Victor was interested in the filmmaker's script. "Of course!" Fred handed the script to Victor.

John Ford said next to him: "Victor, take a fucking good look, this script is still a little interesting." ”

Victor took the script and looked at it.

On the cover, there is a line of headlines - Night Killer.

The script is not long, more than twenty pages, and it is basically a synopsis of the story, and Victor read it quickly.

The story goes like this - a killer escorted a batch of goods (as for what work, the script was not written, it was very valuable anyway), and he was unlucky enough to lose it halfway, so the killer tracked down, met cowboys, policemen, and gangsters, killed all the way, killed people on their backs, and finally found the goods, and the killer was killed.

Such a story sounds old-fashioned, but Fred Zenerman's setting of the characters is very interesting, such as this killer, which is completely different from the general killer in Hollywood at this time, this killer is **, indifferent, and neurotic, and other characters, such as the invincible cowboy on the Hollywood screen, are set up as rotten people who will be strong without light, what police, gangsters, all of them are rice bucket-like people, but this killer has a great sense of justice and his own principles. not only overturned these rotten people, but also helped the weak along the way.

After watching this movie, Victor understood why Fox would say that this script was a bad script.

It's so new!

In these years, what Hollywood welcomes is hero movies, which cowboy in a western movie doesn't overturn people, heroes save beauty, and which policeman is not a sharp-eyed person? The killer has to die, that's the bad guy, the happy ending.

Zenerman's script completely overturned everything that Hollywood is doing now.

So, it's no wonder that Fox is angry, and even Warner doesn't shoot it.

Still, Victor, love it.

This script is still immature to watch, but there is a possibility of processing, and if it is made, it may be a good movie.

Seeing that Victor was silent after watching the movie, Xenaman sighed long: "I think I may not be able to do this job." Thank you, Mr. Fellro. Mr. Ford, I'm going to go back to my hometown next month, to Europe, and I can't stay there. ”

Zenerman stood up, bowed, and was about to leave.

Victor looked up: "Fred, you haven't signed any company now, have you?" ”

"Yes. What's wrong? Zenerman turned and looked at Victor in some surprise.

Victor smiled: "I'll discuss it with you, you see, can you join our company?" ”

"What?" Xenaman's face tightened.

Victor spread his hands: "Our company has just been established, it is very small, and it may close down one day." However, we are still a little bit of a pursuit, and there are no bullshit rules of big companies. You come, you may not have much money at first, but ......"

"Mr. Ferro, I do! I would very much like! I couldn't love to work with people like you! Fred exclaimed.

"We're a small company." Victor emphasized again.

"Come on, don't fucking get cheap and sell well. Fred has been pestering me to meet you and have a good chat with you about movies, you should be confidants. I'm fucked up enough, I should have led him to you in the first place, see what Fox, that bastard! John Ford poured a glass of wine.

"In that case, come back with me now, and we'll sign the contract right away." Victor chuckled.

Damn, Lao Tzu's wine is worth drinking, and I came out to sign a future director!

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In the next chapter, a bull fork movie is about to come out. Horse opera. You can guess.

Hehe. Ask for a collection, ask for a recommendation ticket!