Exploiting Hollywood 1980

Chapter 432 French Boar

Princess Diana returned home today after her royal duties in Cannes - representing Britain at Sir Alex Guinness's awards ceremony.

She attended the premiere of American director Ronald Lee's new film "Dirty Dancing," but didn't finish the movie because of time constraints.

The reaction of the audience was quite polarized. Some people were moved to cry, while others swore that it was a childish and old-fashioned movie.

Coverage of out-of-competition films ends here. The focus of Cannes is still focused on tonight's "Birthday Party" - a star dinner for the 40th Cannes Film Festival.

"That's it, Richard." Ronald made Richard stop to read the new news evaluation.

Ronald put on Armani's custom-made suit in front of the mirror, which was mixed with some American elements, so that this suit did not highlight the waist and hips like the authentic Italians, but was slightly conservative, adding high shoulder pads. confidence.

Ronald put a scarlet suit towel into his jacket pocket, "Perfect... Those reports are thanks to Princess Diana's appearance, otherwise we would not have been in the official publication of the film festival."

He turned left and right, the suit had a subtle temperament, which made him restrain his sharpness and strength, and turned into a gentleman, ready to attend the birthday party at the Cannes Film Festival in the evening.

...

The avenue in front of the Palace of Film in Cannes was covered with red carpets. Famous movie stars from China stepped onto the carpet one after another. The TV cameras were shooting at them at a very close distance.

Photojournalists also lined up beside the red carpet to capture wonderful shots.

A little further away from the red carpet, there are enthusiastic movie fans. Today's sunshine is very good, almost all active movie fans crowded to the far side of the movie palace, shouting the idol's name loudly.

For the sake of safety, in addition to the half-person-high iron railings to separate them from the red carpet, the Maoguo government also sent a large number of policemen wearing tall hats and uniforms that they seldom wear at ordinary times. The entrance of the movie palace.

Ronald paused at the starting point of the red carpet, waiting for the organizing committee to notify him of the time to play.

"hiss……"

To add to the fun, the Hair Country government also sent a team of cavalry to maintain order on the periphery. Ronald was attracted by the neighing, and looked back.

Chinese people like this sense of ritual very much.

The horses were covered with glittering accessories, and the cavalry wore retro military uniforms from the Napoleonic era. The metal helmets were combed with red tassels, matched with white ribbons on the chest and long cavalry gloves, which were very beautiful.

"Ronnie!"

Ronald, who was admiring the appearance of the cavalry, was called out. He looked back and saw Elizabeth Taylor whom he had seen at the Oscars a few weeks ago.

"Elizabeth, it's great to see you here, finally someone can speak English to me."

Taylor was a little darker than the last time I saw her. She was wearing a bright red low-cut skirt with high shoulders. She looked like a big red balloon. Ronald was a little bit obstructed when he hugged her.

"This is George," Elizabeth Taylor pushed her skirt slightly to the side, revealing her boyfriend behind.

"Hello, George, I've known you for a long time." George Hamilton was also a sunbather, his skin turned orange-black from the sun.

"Oh, your sunbathing is really good." Ronald looked at the other party, if he hadn't watched the hit TV series "Roots" and "Grandmas" starring him, he would have known that this was a black man.

"Yeah, Elizabeth and I both love sunbathing, what do you think?"

"If you play "Roots" now, you can change your role and play a black protagonist." Ronald half-joked. This kind of skin tone has become a trend in Hollywood now. Only those who have money and spare time and play on the beach for a long time can have such an even skin tone.

"Hahaha……"

Hamilton laughed out loud at Ronald's jokes. This kind of American joke is not offensive at all in this hairy country, but it is so kind.

However, his good mood was quickly spoiled by the chairman of the Cannes jury, Yves Montand.

Yves Montand came to the red carpet with his wife, but he obviously didn't want to follow the rules. When he saw Elizabeth Taylor, when he hugged, his mouth almost arched under the neck of Taylor's low-cut dress.

The two kissed and kissed, and Yves Montand tried to hold Taylor's hand and ask her to walk the red carpet together.

"A boar in heat!" whispered George Hamilton, behind, and Ronald.

"Indeed..."

Ronald looked at George Hamilton, the unloved TV star in the film industry, and he followed Elizabeth Taylor aggrievedly. Watching his girlfriend and Yves Montand and his wife walk the red carpet side by side.

This must be very angry!

"Catherine, Catherine, give me a smile."

There was another commotion among the photographers. Next on the red carpet was Catherine Deneuve, a national treasure star of the Hair Country.

She is also wearing a red dress today. Unlike Taylor, Deneuve's dress does not have exaggerated shoulder pads, but uses a shawl design. The front neckline is also a large oblique angle. It is not as direct as Taylor's, but it has more charm.

Over forty years old, she still looks very temperamental, and she did not deliberately tan, maintaining the original white skin color.

Ronald stood behind, nodding and smiling at her. The French star has far better taste than Elizabeth Taylor's straight-up American taste. When a beauty is getting old, if she is as ignorant and direct as she was when she was young, it will be very disappointing.

Yves Montand reproduced the boar's true colors, left Taylor at the end of the red carpet, turned his head and walked back for a while, waiting for Catherine Deneuve later. His eyes were under his wife's gaze, staring straight at Deneuve's neckline.

"Crack, click!" The photographers raised their cameras one after another, and the flashes kept ringing.

Yves Montand, like a boar sniffing mushrooms in the woods, hummed wildly.

"Eh..." Ronald was behind Deneuve, and also got on the red carpet, seeing the spectacle the whole time. I also saw Elizabeth Taylor, who was full of anger but forced to be calm, accepting photos from photographers.

George Hamilton, who was behind her, gave Ronald a "boar" mouth shape, and walked up the steps of the movie palace with his girlfriend on his arm.

And Catherine Deneuve behind her also showed embarrassment. On the red carpet, in front of his wife, he blatantly teased other women. If Yves Montand was not the chairman of the jury, maybe one of the three women in evening gowns couldn't help it.

Ronald shook his head and smiled wryly. He didn't dare to walk in front, lest he be caught by a photographer and captured in the same scene, which would become the headline of tomorrow's newspaper.

Hidden from the photojournalist in front, not enough to hide from the back.

Because of avoiding the farce of Yves Montand and Catherine Deneuve, Ronald walked slowly, and was overtaken by another Chinese female star who was catching up from behind.

"Ronald, great to see you here. Last time I saw you 'break dance' in Cannes."

"Ha, Sophie."

Ronald simply stopped, waiting for the young French rose to come up.

The person who came was also wearing a bright red shawl, and his hair was a little messy when the wind blew up.

It was when Ronald came to Cannes last time, and he had just entered the Chinese film industry, with Sophie Marceau, who was famous in the film industry for his two teen films "First Kiss" and "First Kiss 2".

Only last time, Sophie Marceau was a chubby little girl, but today she has become a mature woman with a lot of style.

This former French girl idol, after the Cannes last time, suddenly lost her nerve, and stopped acting as a French girl under the Gaumont company, but found a Polish director to play the very controversial "Wild Girl" Love".

After the release of this movie, which gave Sophie Marceau a lot of special scenes, her image in Hair Country changed drastically, and there were not many movie invitations for a while.

"I'm glad you like my movie, and I'm also a fan of your first kiss." Ronald walked forward parallel to her, chatting for a while.

Hearing about Ronald's new work "Dirty Dancing", Sophie Marceau also read the newspaper reports and hoped to have the opportunity to watch it live.

"This movie is a movie with a female protagonist. I hope you like it... Sophie?"

Ronald said as he walked, and halfway through, he suddenly found that Sophie Marceau stopped and did not leave.

"Crack, click!" The photographer finally framed Ronald this time.

It turned out that Sophie Marceau came to Cannes this time to walk the red carpet with her boyfriend, the director of "Wild Love" Andre Zuraski.

Because Sophie Marceau and Ronald had a speculative chat, the Polish director lost his temper halfway and stopped.

Sophie Marceau noticed her boyfriend's childish behavior and had to stop and wait for him to come up and walk with her.

"That Hollywood commercial animal, what's there to talk about? His movies are full of Hollywood copper stink."

Andre Zuraski almost taught Sophie Marceau a lesson on the spot. He ignored the hand extended by the other party and avoided it instead.

The couple who quarreled on the red carpet, followed by the handsome Hollywood director Ronald, the director with a strong Polish literary and artistic atmosphere, and the confrontation between the directors of Hollywood commercial films, which of the two directors can win the heart of Rose de France.

The photojournalist was delighted to see this composition. A red carpet, the story of two stars "threesome".

Tomorrow the owners of Le Figaro, Le Monde, and Le Parisien will all be overjoyed.

Sophie Marceau is already used to her boyfriend Andrei Zuraski's child-like temper and jealousy.

She was very experienced, and she stepped forward and pulled Zuraski hard, using both hands, and the two continued to move forward hand in hand.

Facing the photographers and TV cameras, Sophie Marceau kept smiling.

When Ronald saw this, he didn't know that he had a human background again. I feel like taking two quick steps forward, stop letting reporters find angles, take more photos of him and Sophie Marceau, and Zuraski in the same frame, and continue to make up stories tomorrow.

At the entrance of the movie palace, there are three large stairs, which make many older stars a little bit powerless. Those female stars had to pay attention to their skirts and slowed down one by one.

Ronald didn't want to be in the same frame with them anymore, so he walked two steps to the front.

"Sophie", the chairman of the judging committee, Yves Montand, relied on his own identity, and used his mouth to kiss the female star everywhere in front of the stairs.

"Oh, Come On, are all the male stars in Hair Country boars?" Ronald saw him swaying wildly for the third time, felt that it was really unbearable for these Europeans' style, and wanted to go up.

"It's impolite to say that," Catherine Deneuve heard Ronald's words and said to Ronald with a smile.

"Miss Deneuve, I don't have a movie to participate in, so I don't need to try to please him." Seeing that it was the previous generation of French Rose talking to him, Ronald didn't dare to neglect, and stretched out his hand for her to hold, so that he could go up the steps step by step without worrying. The skirt at the foot.

"Artists shouldn't be blamed for these things. Last time you came to Cannes, Sophie and I were talking about your films."

"My pleasure." Ronald couldn't argue with the big beauty about Yves Montand's right or wrong. Entered the hall with Catherine Deneuve.

"Catherine"

"Fanny"

In the hall, there is another French female star, welcoming all the stars at the door.

François Truffaut's widow, Fanny Ardent, is considered half of the hostess of this year's Cannes. In addition to Sir Guinness, there is another person who won the Lifetime Achievement Award in Cannes this year. Director Truffaut is missed by everyone.

Ronald waited patiently for the two to finish their greetings. Beauty competition among beauties was always everywhere. The two female stars must be perfect in terms of manners, clothing, makeup, and hairstyle.

Ronald led Deneuve to her place and was about to walk away. There was another "boo, boo, boo" sound at the door.

Ronald saw that Yves Montand came in again and kissed Fanny Ardent again.

"Oh..." Catherine Deneuve saw that she couldn't argue with Ronald anymore, so she raised her hand and covered her face without looking.

"Miss Deneuve", Ronald politely said goodbye, and found the round table where he was. There are some practitioners who shoot commercial exploitation films.

Ronald was delighted to see Cannonball actress Cassandra Peterson. Today she is not dressed as a dancer, under normal makeup, she is a very beautiful actress.

The two chatted about the "Ecstasy" that Cassandra wanted to make, and Ronald and she agreed to return to Los Angeles to continue talking about the possibility of making this film by Daydream.

"I said, Ronald, why do all the beauties in the country of hair get raped by this kind of pig?"

On the other side of Ronald was the Australian star Mel Gibson who ran over from another table.

Like Ronald, he couldn't bear the look of Mao Guo's pig in heat, and saw an acquaintance running over.

"Why, are you interested? Want to know her?" Ronald looked at the long-haired Gibson and stared at the young Sophie Marceau.

"Don't you think she is very suitable for classical roles?"

Ronald tilted his head and looked at it for a while. Sophie Marceau, who has lost her baby fat, has a pointed chin, and her facial features are indeed quite like a classic lady.

"Indeed, I didn't expect you to have a good cast."

Ronald couldn't help but approve of the man who shined in this year's "Lethal Weapon," freeing himself from the wasteland B-exploitation hero of "Mad Max."

"Of course, I've always wanted to direct my own film." Gibson revealed his ambition to Ronald without hesitation. "Of course I'm not sure now. After all, directors and actors are two completely different professions."

"I think you have great potential." Ronald felt that Gibson's mentality was not bad.

"Really?" Gibson asked Ronald, looking away.

"Really, at least you know that directors and actors are not the same thing. Besides, you have a good eye for casting."

"Hahaha, it seems that I have a bit of talent."

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