Exploiting Hollywood 1980

   Chapter 444 Scissor Scissors

  The new 900Turbo presented by Saab has been given to Ronald by the dealer. He drove this big red new car and went for a drive on the beach in Los Angeles.

   "Night of the Comet" continued to be released steadily, and Ronald felt that his share would exceed the director's salary. So he bought Coca-Cola stock for the director's salary and for shooting commercials.

   Anyway, all American people drink Coke. Compared with Pepsi, Coca-Cola, which is more profitable, should be a good investment target... right?

   Ronald himself has no knowledge of investing, and his family does not know how to invest. When I asked Douglas Junior in high school, the other party just said, at least it will not lose money, and there will be bonuses every quarter.

The promise of    "will not lose money" made Ronald buy it with confidence. In the future, there is no need for people to change the script to earn living expenses, and the usual expenses can be lived well with stock dividends.

   "Hi, handsome guy, what car is this?" On the edge of the beach, the beautiful woman in a big red bikini took off her sunglasses and asked Ronald who was sitting in the driver's seat. The red body, the front of the car looks like a sports car, and the driver of the car is another handsome guy, which makes the beauty interested.

   "Saab 900, great car in Sweden."

   "Chi..." The beauty put on her sunglasses and walked away. It looks like a powerful car. Why is the rear a five-door hatchback SUV? What is Sweden? Can Sweden also produce good cars?

   "Hey, you'll know when the commercial airs on TV." Ronald retracted his head back into the car window. Started the car to cruise slowly, "It's all red cars, or Ferrari can attract people."

   A Ferrari drove across, and she talked to the beauty, and she got into the passenger seat of the sports car.

   "DiDi..." Ronald honked his horn twice. On the beaches of Los Angeles, surfboards and sports cars are more attractive to beautiful women.

  The car came to Venice Beach, and Ronald saw the disabled master break dancer, nicknamed "Handyman". He also teaches breakdancing moves at a public roller skating rink not far from the beach.

  Ronald thinks that he is very magical, the sequelae of polio, the "hand man" who is inconvenient to walk, dances breakdance, but is much stronger than healthy people.

Ronald, who had parked his car, stood beside the roller skating rink and watched the "hand man" demonstrate to the fans. He put on a sportswear with a hood, threw away his crutches, and walked to the terrazzo with difficulty. the center of the venue.

   The "hand man" put on a hat to protect his hair, stood upside down, and kept his balance on both sides of his head with his hands. After waiting for a second, he twisted his hands, and then his legs began to rotate like a helicopter.

   "Oh..." Ronald was surprised, is this a new action?

   "Oh oh oh..." With the applause of the people next to him, the "hand man" stopped dancing, and he became the disabled man again, standing on the ground with difficulty on his two legs.

   Ronald quickly stepped forward, picked up two stainless steel crutches, handed them to the "hand man", then supported him, and asked him to put his arms into the steel ring on the cane and fix it.

"Thank you." "Hand man" is a very shy person in life. He thanked Ronald, and then walked to the wall step by step, looking at the black and Latin people imitating his movements in the venue Descent, with a gleam of pride in his eyes.

   "My name is Ronald, have you been breakdancing here?" Ronald wanted to meet this strange man.

   "Yeah, my name is Eddie Rodriguez", the hand man shook his hand with difficulty, "I like this dance very much, so I'll come when I'm free."

   "It seems that more and more people are dancing now?"

"Yes, in March, a documentary was released called 'Wild Style', which was devoted to hip-hop style music, and there were scenes of break dance and fight dance, so people who came to learn this kind of dance More and more…”

   "Eddie, can you show us one more time?" Several Latino kids came over.

   "Of course", "Handman" Eddie went over to give them a detailed introduction to some of the essentials of breakdancing.

  This shy man is usually very quiet, but when he is asked for advice, he talks a lot uncharacteristically.

   It seems that he really likes breakdance. There are many people here who like it, so he just performs here. If someone wants to learn the moves, he will teach everyone.

   Black and Latino children are poor and can't afford to pay school fees. It seems that "hand boys" teach these young people who like dancing for free.

   Ronald liked this kind of pure person very much. After spending a long time with him at Venice Beach, he went to the CAA office.

   "Ronald, you came just in time. Your friend Meinahan has been looking for you for a long time." As soon as Richard saw him, he gave him a note with his phone number.

   "Oh?" Ronald took it and saw that it was the office number of Minahan, an Israeli.

   called and asked, it turned out that Minahan had finished filming the film "Sahara" in the Israeli desert, and when he came back, he invited him to the office for a talk.

   "Quack..." Minahan let out a hoarse laugh when he saw Ronald walk into the office. When he was in Israel, he didn't know whether it was because he ate too well or was under too much pressure.

   "You came just in time, Ronald, all the shots of 'Sahara' have been filmed. I think we are going to succeed. Next year's Oscars must have our share."

   Ronald is immune to optimism like Minahan, "Really? Are you looking for me?"

"I heard that you did commercials for cars and hamburgers, and you cut the two movies yourself, do you want to win an Oscar? Come and see my rough cut, give some advice, and I'll give you a cut signature, and then you will be able to take the stage to accept the award."

   "Let's take a look first." Ronald suddenly had the idea of ​​seeing the samples and agreed.

   "Quack..." Minahan led him into an editing room, "Bring me the film that has been synchronized with the sound and picture."

  The assistant wrapped the film around the dense guide post, and when he pressed the switch, a close-up shot of Brooke Shields appeared on the monitor.

   Ronald reached out and touched his lips. The first American girl is still so beautiful.

"Borgy has gone back to New York, she's going to school in Princeton soon, and we're just in time for the filming," Minahan said, pointing to Brooke on the screen, "We're going to be lucky, the last film before Brooke University. , she will also be a strong contender for the Oscar for best actress. The box office is a big hit, and the critics are applauding... Hahaha, my dream is finally coming true."

   "Bring" Meinahan grabbed the control **** in the assistant's hand and started to play the film forward.

   Brooke Shields was sitting in the driver's seat of an antique car, wearing big goggles like a racing driver, and her white scarf was rustled by the blowing wind.

   "What a beautiful thing." Ronald thought to himself. The big beauties disguise themselves as men, and they are also heroic.

On the screen, Brooke drove off the starting point and galloped on the dirt track. Then she took off her goggles, threw the leather cap that was covering her hair on her head, and then grabbed it hard and put it on. The wig on his head was thrown behind the car, and his real dark blond hair shone with golden light in the desert sun.

   Bo Ji shook her head from side to side, rubbed her hair vigorously, and the oncoming wind blew her long hair away, spreading it farther and farther in the camera.

   "Cut...cut...cut..." Minahan, like a bull in rut, began to howl at the editing assistant.

   "Here, here, and here." Minahan wiggled the **** back and forth. "Cut it all off, this is all garbage, garbage, garbage, this is reserved."

   "Huh", Ronald stood up in shock, "No, Minahan, that's how you edited the movie?"

   "Intuition, intuition is the most important thing in editing, you can't go wrong with listening to me." Minahan continued, "Cut here, cut here for close-up. Have you written it all down?"

   The poor editing assistant kept writing down the editing points that Minahan had written in his notebook.

   "Intuition doesn't do it this way." Ronald covered his face.

   Didn’t you watch all the shots first, then understand the rhythm of the movie, and then use your intuition to repeatedly determine the editing point of the audience’s thoughts, and just cut the scissors directly with the feeling of the first time?

   "What do you think, Ronald?" Minahan had quickly determined the cut point for the first roll of film, then stopped and asked Ronald.

   "I think our methods of work are completely different, so I'd better not give any opinions casually."

   "Whatever you want, Ronald. Why don't you go out and talk to Yoram first? He has something to talk to you about, I'll go to you after I work for a while, and I'd like to ask you to direct a movie for Cannon."

   "Okay, you're busy first." Ronald nodded and walked out of the editing room to find Minahan's cousin, Yoram.

  "Ronald", Yoram's body is also a little fatter, "Your 'Night of the Comet' box office is very good, has the Atlantic side settled with you for a share payment?"

   "Not yet, my agreement has to wait for the release, and divide it according to the total box office. I only got the director's salary."

   "That's not good, Ronald, this kind of thing has to rush them." Yoram said, picked up the phone and dialed the Atlantic's distribution department.

   "Hey, I'm Yoram from Cannon, when will the money for 'Night of the Comet' be good?"

   "What? No no, don't give me this set, we are also publishers... OK, OK, let's settle it like this, your reputation is still in the good range with me, don't let me down."

   Yoram, who put down the phone, said to Ronald, "If you don't urge him, he won't take the initiative to pay for this kind of publisher."

   "Oh", Ronald thought to himself that he had to ask his agent to urge him.

   "This time, I raised another sum of money from Belgium. I discussed with Minahan and would like to invite you to shoot a film for Cannon. As long as Minahan has no opinion on the subject matter and the outline of the story, we can submit the film.

   Of course, it's better to use the stars of our company, so that we can go to Cannes to pre-sell your movie and increase some investment. If it really doesn't work, we can only make a movie with a small investment. "

   "Who is your male star?" Ronald didn't expect the Israeli brothers to be so big that they already have their own male star.

   "Chuck Bronson, and Chuck Norris," Yoram said, pointing to two posters on the wall.

  Ronald looked up, the faces of the two were very familiar. Chuck Bronson is the star of "DeathWish 2", a mustachioed action star who once played Mysterio in "Once Upon a Time in the West."

   Another Chuck is more familiar, he is the villain of the Colosseum battle in Bruce Lee's play "The Raptors". Also a black belt in karate.

   "So you still make exploitative films?" Ronald knew when he saw these two. Chuck Norris has no expression in "Raptors", only action scenes, and calling him a star is obviously too flattering. Chuck Bronson is also out of style and hasn't had a blockbuster movie in years.

   "Yeah, exploit, you're an expert, porn, action, bang, youth, anything. Do you have any ideas?"

   "Well, let me think about it", Ronald thought for a while, and thought of the "hand man" just now.

"Have you seen a documentary 'Wild Style'? Now the dance in that documentary, the kind called breakdance, is very popular. Even the most popular MJ is at the Motown Memorial Concert Jump up, did you watch the TV broadcast?"

   "Break Dance", Yoram wrote down the name of the dance, "I haven't seen it. When I go to borrow a copy or a video tape, I'll watch it with Minahan at night, and we'll discuss it tomorrow."

   The next day Ronald came to the cannon again, he went straight into the editing room and met Minahan.

   "Cut Cut Cut... This is rubbish, this is good, this paragraph is reserved, this paragraph... What about the middle part of this paragraph? Find out, the scene I shot is very good, why is it gone?"

   "Yesterday you said it was garbage, so I cut it off. I'll find it in the recycling bin." The assistant was sweating profusely.

   "Yesterday was yesterday, today he's not trash...Aha, Ronald, here you are."

  Meinahan saw Ronald, "I watched that documentary with Yoram last night and the dance of that little kid named Jackson, and I have to say, you have a problem with your interpretation of trends.

   This dance of blacks and Latinos is unlikely to be popular in mainstream American society. Didn't you see their original soul music didn't go mainstream? Or white rock music, which is in line with the mainstream aesthetics of white people. "

   "Is that so? Then I don't have much inspiration lately. If you have any script, just show it to me."

"No problem, I'm collecting scripts all over Hollywood right now, and when there's a suitable one, we must work together on one. I'll make it, you'll direct it, the best picture Oscar, the best director, that's our goal, quack quack …”

   (end of this chapter)