American fame and fortune

Three days later, at the Davis Film and Television Studios in Burbank, Martin signed project agreements with Chad Stalski and Marcus Rutteler on behalf of the company.

The latter's experience was first written as a memoir and published, and then I talked about the film adaptation.

The former has had many exchanges with Martin in the past few days, and he has completely clarified his thinking. While continuing to hone his directorial skills, he will devote all his energy to creating a new action series in the next two years.

At the very beginning of the project, the style concept has been completely clear-simple and rough action movies!

Martin found Thomas, handed him the information on Afghanistan provided by Marcus, and asked him to assist Marcus and Bruce to contact relevant service providers, and fish out several people who rescued Marcus from Afghanistan.

When the memoir is announced and marketed, it can be a hot spot.

Then there is finding a suitable writer to assist Marcus in completing the memoir.

Hollywood writers and screenwriters are everywhere. The situation is actually similar to that of actors. There are many capable and talented people, but they have no opportunities.

In this industry, opportunity is much more important than ability and talent.

Ghostwriting memoirs is also the norm in the industry.

The early stage of the project takes time, and Martin has enough patience. As for the funds, as long as the production cost of more than 50 million US dollars is not involved, it is not difficult for him to attract investment.

In the office, Thomas read the information carefully, and said to Martin: "The company has a lot of screenwriters who are waiting for opportunities after signing contracts and have good abilities. I will contact a suitable one."

This is much easier than finding a star actor. He turned to another matter: "You asked me to pay attention. Bell, Blanchett and Heath Ledger also have the latest developments."

What Martin is most afraid of is not causing trouble, but having nothing to do: "Tell me, what are they doing recently."

Thomas first talked about the one that had the direct conflict: "Heath Ledger, under the pressure of his fiancée Michelle, went to the withdrawal mutual aid meeting. He will not accept a new job for the time being. It is estimated that he will be depressed for a while."

He said the other two: "Bell is preparing for "The Prestige". If nothing else, his next project will be the sequel to the new Batman, continuing to play Bruce Wayne."

Martin warned: "You keep an eye on this project."

Thomas nodded, and said, "Blanchett returned to Australia after the Oscars. I have inquired carefully. She is interested in the lead actress in David Fincher's new project."

Martin remembered the project he saw at the agency last year: "Zodiac?"

"The filming of this film has been completed." Thomas introduced: "David Fincher intends to make Fitzgerald's novel "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button" into a movie."

Martin has seen all David Fincher's films, and he immediately understood that this was the Chinese translation of "Rejuvenation".

Remember that the hero and heroine are Pete and Blanchett.

Thomas asked, "Thinking of a way to mess with her?"

Martin asked, "What can you do?"

Thomas said: "The simplest thing is to spread the relevant information to various companies. David Fincher's project is very popular. Some actresses want to be in it. Let them compete. Even if we lose, we have nothing to lose. Instead, we can watch the excitement. .”

Martin said casually, "Go ahead and do it."

When Thomas left, Bruce asked, "How old is Blanchett?"

Martin didn't care, and said, "Shouldn't you be forty years old?"

Bruce didn't speak, but muttered in his heart: "It's not easy to handle when you're younger."

According to Mene's feedback, the older the better the feedback.

On the other side, Thomas returned to the company, called his assistant Natasha, and said a few words.

During lunch, a group of female assistants got together. During the chat, Natasha mentioned that David Fincher was preparing a new project and wanted to adapt "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button".

By the afternoon, word of it had spread throughout the WMA, and soon to other companies.

Although, like Quentin and Scorsese, David Fincher's movies are not very good at the box office, but they are very good at promoting actors and elevating the status of stars.

Interested parties are numerous.

Actresses compete for roles, which are much more exciting than male actors.

That night, the Face Gang held a routine gathering at the Night Club.

This time, besides the bastard trio, Craven also arrived.

After the routine face washing, the four of them felt refreshed, active in thinking and energetic.

Craven let out a long breath: "It's been a long time since I came out, I really miss my babies."

Martin glanced at Leonardo and said, "Leo is going to hold a carnival party, will you join?"

Craven's health is obviously not as good as when he was filming Geshan Youyan in the past two years. He shook his head: "My body is not as good as the previous two years. The doctor told me to pay attention to maintenance, so I won't go."

The old bastard Nicholson said, "What are you afraid of, I'm throwing a wild party when I'm dying."

Leonardo sneered: "Why didn't you say that when you were hospitalized?"

Martin ran on: "Because he is afraid of death!"

Nicholson gave each of Martin and Leonardo a middle finger, and said, "Asshole, now there are rumors in the circle that your "Brokeback Mountain" lost the best picture?"

"I think so, but it's a pity that it doesn't have such a big influence." Martin briefly talked about his relationship with Heath Ledger: "He didn't get nominated for Best Actor, it may have something to do with me, Best Picture...Broken Back Isn't it normal for Shan to lose to a true LA film?"

He asked Nicholson again: "Where did the rumor come from?"

Craven knew enough people: "It started out in that circle in Australia."

Two names popped into Martin's head, Heath Ledger and Blanchett.

He deliberately asked Leonardo: "Leo, how about introducing you to an actress with blonde hair and long legs?"

Leonardo dismissed it: "You know it, but I don't know it?"

Regardless of this, Martin said, "How about Blanchett? Have you read the Lord of the Rings trilogy? Queen Galadriel is so beautiful that she shines."

Leonardo shook his head directly: "It's too old, seriously exceeding my red line of 25 years old." He mocked Martin again: "I'm not like you, the age line is so wide..."

Martin raised his finger and shook: "You don't understand."

Leonardo said: "I am a single-minded person, of course I don't understand."

Martin sighed: "I still want you to help me, and give that Australian woman a hard lesson!"

Leonardo knew that this rotten person was full of rotten ideas, and said, "If you want to teach her a lesson, do it yourself."

Martin was very helpless: "The problem is that seeing that face whose lines are as hard as a rock, I'm not even interested in talking, let alone other things."

Nicholson took the initiative to say: "Blanchet, I remember her, that face is very distinctive and recognizable. Well, let me try and avenge you for this bastard."

Martin asked, "Do you have a plan?"

"This kind of thing requires a fart plan." Nicholson coaxed: "Don't doubt the strength of old Jack, what kind of person is old Jack, and what kind of things have never been seen before."

Leonardo uncovered a bloody scar: "Yes, yes, well-informed! I remember on the yacht, Naomi Campbell and you..."

Nicholson suddenly covered his heart: "No, I can't do it! If you go on, believe it or not, I have a heart attack?"

Martin then said: "We all believe that you will be so shameless, so don't attack."

Craven held up a hand. "Stop, stop! You three bastards are telling me I'm going to have a heart attack."

The four of them were laughing and laughing, opened wine and drank together.

At the end of the party, the driver picked up Wes Craven, who was in poor health and rarely hung out outside.

The jerk trio get into the same car to play the second half.

Nicholson asked, "I heard you two bastards are going for an Oscar nomination?"

"You have two Best Actors and one Best Supporting Actor." Martin asked earnestly, "Do you have any tricks for winning awards?"

Nicholson was serious nonsense: "Lobby the female judges, they will vote for you when they are happy! Then lobby the girlfriends and wives of the male judges, they will blow pillows when they are happy, and the male judges will also vote for you. Use a gun or use your feet, it depends on your luck."

Martin looked distressed: "How long is the awards season? Oscar has nearly 6,000 judges. This task is too difficult."

Leonardo laughed: "With your strength, you didn't die suddenly."

Martin retorted: "It's better than 11 seconds in the 100-meter sprint."

Leonardo rushed forward, grabbed Martin's neck, and shook him vigorously: "You bastard, I'm going to throw you into the sea to feed the fish!"

Nicholson couldn't bear these two scumbags, he patted the chair, and said loudly: "I have a little friendship with the old fellows of the nomination committee, if you two try to curry favor with me, I will give you good words."

Martin immediately became a caring little brother: "You are our boss, you must speak for the younger brother. Jack, I gave Blanchett to you."

Nicholson's nose was crooked: "Is there anyone more shameless than you in this world?"

"Yes!" Martin pointed to Leonardo and Nicholson: "These two!"

Leonardo became angry: "We must get him drunk tonight!"

When it was close to 11 o'clock, the three came out of Avalon. Martin supported Leonardo with his left hand and Nicholson with his right hand. Neither of these two bastards could fight.

After sending them to the car, Martin told the driver: "They are drunk, don't listen to their nonsense, and send them home directly."

Leonardo shouted: "I'm not drunk, bring me another ten bottles of whiskey, I'm going to fight Martin..."

Martin squeezed his face and shoved him into the car.

Just so good at kung fu, the drunken Nicholson suddenly rushed to the paparazzi and shouted: "I love Cate Blanchett! I love Blanchett!"

Regardless of whether he was really drunk or pretended to be drunk, Martin also stuffed into the car.

He waited for the extended Lincoln to drive away before getting into his car.

As long as Blake is in Los Angeles, Martin will go back before 12 o'clock at the latest, and he will not stay overnight.

At the beginning of a new week, Martin boarded a helicopter sent by Coca-Cola and headed to Park Town in southern California near the Mexican border.

The advertising crew has been preparing there for nearly half a month, just waiting for him, the director and the protagonist, to start filming.