Chapter 405: No Profit to Help
It's ridiculous to say that as the world's first international film festival, the Venice Film Festival has not had its own market until now.
Every year, I watch Cannes eat a lot of intestines and fat brains, but I just don't reform.
This year it's Mark MΓΌller, an old friend of Chinese cinema who is in his final year president of the Venice Film Festival.
The reform of the festival will be handed over to his successor.
It is precisely because of the particularity of the Venice Film Festival that the producer of "Sister Peach" has made several copyright transactions outside the official, but the crew has not received other material benefits, and Xu Anhua has not won the favor of international investors to support her to make the next film.
The Hong Kong government's hundreds of thousands of award-winning subsidies are not enough to plug the gaps.
This can also reflect the decline of Hong Kong films from another aspect, not only in terms of production, but also in terms of public opinion propaganda, they have lost their dominant position.
The year before last, Zhang Yuanjun won the Cannes actor, and the publicity press release was all over the world, viral marketing, and the words "Zhang Yuanjun" and "Cannes actor" were poured into the audience's minds.
However, now is the era when idols are young people, and "Sister Peach" really has no point to promote.
Young people are also not interested in Ye Dexian and Xu Anhua.
Although "Sister Peach" won the actress award, after Xu Anhua returned to the crew of "Her", the crew still prepared cakes and flowers for her, "Sister Peach" is her first award-winning work since she entered the international film festival.
Most of the scenes in "Her" have been filmed, and the rest are some fragmentary location scenes.
But it's these location scenes that torture people, keep going wrong, and keep NG.
Today is another day of invalid shooting, and none of them can be used throughout the day.
The location scene couldn't be lit, and the crew called it a day after dark.
Zhang Yuanjun returned to the hotel, estimating that it was still early morning in the United States, and Liu Yifei should not have gotten up yet, so he did not contact his girlfriend.
However, as soon as Zhang Yuanjun was about to take a bath, he received a call from Wu Jing.
Wu Jing was a little embarrassed on the phone, Zhang Yuanjun smiled: "You will be embarrassed, you just say what to do with me." β
"I got a script, I know you can write something, and I want to ask you to read it."
"I can read the script for an additional fee." There was nothing to say on the other side of the phone, so Zhang Yuanjun said, "Okay, just kidding, I finished work early today, show you, you can send me an email." β
"Okay, thank you."
"Thank you for not needing, just go back to the capital and invite me to drink."
"Enough wine, when will you come back?"
"It will be after the National Day at the earliest."
"Then you won't be able to drink my meal for the time being." Wu Jing also smiled.
"Just slamming the door like this?"
"No, I'm still filming with the crew, and it will be completed in December."
"What play?"
"I Am Special Forces, Part II."
Wu Jing has gone to shoot a TV series!
Before Zhang Yuanjun could speak, Wu Jing laughed at himself: "No one is looking for it, action movies are getting more and more difficult to do, and no one is looking for me in literary dramas." β
"What then?" Zhang Yuanjun has also made action movies, and knows that what Wu Jing said is true, and now action movies are not good.
Not to mention that he is mixed with the Hong Kong circle, the Hong Kong circle will not reuse him as an outsider, and he can only play some supporting roles that have been beaten; There are even fewer mainland action movies, and even if there are, they will not fall into his hands.
So now I can only go to make military action movies, or TV series.
"Let's take it one step at a time." Wu Jing is also full of confusion about the future.
Zhang Yuanjun calculated the time, at this time, Master Wu should not know Xie Nan, so he joked with him: "Why don't you fall in love and get married, Chongxi, in case you can transfer it." β
"What kind of truth is that?" Wu Jing smiled, "Didn't you make a script by yourself to see if you could make a name for yourself." I still have something to do here, the script has been sent to your email, remember to read it. Wu Jing found an excuse to hang up the phone, but Zhang Yuanjun grabbed it and said, "Seriously, you're almost 40 years old, and you're not married?" I have a good relationship with a few glamorous CEOs, and there are a few beautiful girls in other companies, and when I go back to the capital, I will introduce you to the two of you when I go back to the capital. β
"How old are you, you can learn from other people's media to pull fiber, help me read the script, my mother doesn't worry about my affairs. Well, hang up. β
Hanging up the phone, Zhang Yuanjun silently said: "I should still be the matchmaker." β
Turning on the computer, Zhang Yuanjun saw a PDF file called "Special Forces Wolf Warrior" lying quietly in the mailbox.
Zhang Yuanjun downloaded and printed out the document and read it in bed at night.
This should be Wu Jing's first draft script, very rough, from the perspective of shooting, this script can't be filmed, but from a creative point of view, although this script is rough, the emotional mobilization has been done very well, and the main writer should have rich creative experience.
There are many problems with the script, Zhang Yuanjun took the pen, and according to his own impression and professional ability, he made annotations and revisions on the script while reading.
"I'm going to have to collect another money." Zhang Yuanjun muttered to himself.
Until the end of the month, the crew ended their work in Qingdao and went to Sichuan Province, and Zhang Yuanjun's main job at the end of the day was to read the script to Wu Jing.
"I read more than half of the script," the crew of "She" was packing up their things, he went to the airport in the car and called Wu Jing, "You are not in a hurry to shoot this scene." β
"Don't worry, just a script now, nothing, I have to finish the work in hand before I start preparing for this scene, thank God for being able to shoot me in the next two years." Wu Jing wants to prove himself, but he is not in a hurry to do so in this year or two, "What? Scripted big problematic? It's only the first draft, and if there is a problem, you say, I'll go back and change it. β
"I also have a personal opinion, whether it is reasonable or not is up to you."
"It's okay, you say, it's still too late to change it." Wu Jing listened humbly.
"First of all, it's you, the protagonist......" Zhang Yuanjun began to communicate with Wu Jing about the revision of the script, and talked all the way, until Wu Jing's voice came from the director calling him to play.
"I'm going to play here, I recorded what you just said, I'll call you after the play."
Regardless of whether Zhang Yuanjun agreed or not, Wu Jing hung up the phone.
Xiao Zhao has some opinions about Zhang Yuanjun helping Wu Jing like this: "I can't get any benefits, and it takes so much effort." β
Zhang Yuanjun said: "Helping friends, doing things just thinking about the benefits is too snobbish." β
"Other aspects of help are enough, we rely on this to eat, you are equivalent to using the guy who eats by himself to work for free."
"Don't care, don't care." Zhang Yuanjun smiled and waved his hand.
In fact, what Xiao Zhao said is very reasonable, for example, Zhang Yuanjun's business is film and television, and his interest is calligraphy, some people appreciate Zhang Yuanjun's words, and he is happy to give them away for free, but if someone asks Zhang Yuanjun to give him a play for free, it is shameless.
"Anyway, you're the boss, and we're not good at saying anything if you're willing to help people read the script for free."
"It's not free, Wu Jing promised to go back to the capital to invite me to dinner, and he wanted to open his bottle of 30-year-old Moutai for me." Zhang Yuanjun said with a smile.
In the evening, Zhang Yuanjun arrived at Jinguancheng and communicated with Wu Jing in the hotel until the early hours of the morning.
The next day, the crew of "She" continued to work, no problem.
Let's post some comments, I feel that no one is watching, and it is difficult to persevere.
(End of chapter)