King of Hollywood

After notifying Claude and Lavern of Sarah's affairs and his thoughts on "Ghost Horse Elf", Adrian once again focused all his attention on the filming of "Shawshank Redemption". Although this family carnival movie is also very popular, for some considerations, it is better to wait until "Terminator 2" is released in July. Of course, the agent can introduce it now, and I believe Roselan will make a wise decision. If he chooses, he doesn't need to deceive them, does he?

Alright, let's go back to "The Shawshank Redemption". As Adrian continued to adjust the shooting progress, Robbins finally returned to the good state of the previous location shooting. Here I have to praise Freeman, the old guy is very good at maintaining his form. Although there were NGs due to poor form, he can adjust much faster than Robbins. He is indeed an old man.

Three weeks later, "The Shawshank Redemption" finally ushered in the final shooting, and Andy escaped from the sewer. The reason why this scene was saved until the end was because Adrian thought it was just right.

"Don't you guys think this is the right way to end the shoot?" he said.

Well, he's the director, he's the producer, he can do whatever he wants, so everybody's okay.

"Act 106, Scene 97, get ready." The recorder shouted and slammed down the board.

Andy climbed out of the tunnel he'd spent 20 years digging through and down the sewer pipe with a sealed plastic bag. There is a small BUG in the original version. When Andy came back, he was wearing the warden’s leather shoes. Will wear prison shoes. After thinking about it, Adrian decided not to modify it. It was just a small bug anyway. Maybe there is still a pair of shoes in the cell?

When Andy came to the sewer pipe, he found a small stone from the side and smashed it down hard while the thunder was ringing. Once or twice, as the dark green foul-smelling liquid suddenly erupted, the sewer pipe was finally smashed out. The big gap comes. After the liquid inside was gone, Andy got in and crawled out along the sewer. Although the dirty and smelly liquid had been sprayed almost before, the stench in the sewer still made him nauseated and vomited from time to time, and he was almost fainted several times. But even so, he still did not give up and still worked hard to climb out, because hope and freedom are ahead!

"Very good!" Adrian, who was sitting in the director's chair, suddenly stood up and clapped. He took the lead, and other people on the scene clapped their hands too.

"To be honest, these few shots were not easy." Robbins, who stopped crawling, heaved a sigh of relief and sat up from the "sewer".

"It's not easy? You just need to climb, Tim, and..." Adrian, who came to the mouth of the "sewer", said jokingly. He stretched out his finger to dip the green-brown liquid, "Try Is it? The taste should be very good."

The nasty-looking liquid in "The Sewers" is actually made of chocolate sauce, just like the shot of Andy walking in the snow, which is all potato chips.

Even so, he still got unanimous contempt from the staff: "This is disgusting! What is the director thinking!"

Yes, these are chocolate sauces, all of which were treated like shit when filmed, which is a disgusting joke, even if it's a joke.

Adrian didn't seem to have any self-consciousness, but instead snorted: "This is so disgusting? Let me tell you one more thing. You should know that I used a lot of metaphors in the movie, such as the "Bible". Knowing that Andy crawled What does it mean to go through the sewer? I actually made a setting here, and this long sewer is a metaphor for what those gay men in the prison do!"

There was booing immediately, and even Robbins showed a surprised expression: "Are you... serious?"

"Of course—it's fake!" Adrian laughed, "I'm not that boring."

The metaphors about sewers and chrysanthemums were seen on an English fan website in his previous life-it must be admitted that some movie fans are really boring, and they can find out many things from the movie that the director never thought of expressing. ——So I took it out as a joke by the way.

Naturally, there was another booing, and then Adrian waved his hand: "Okay, you should have already booed, get ready to continue working, there is only the last shot left, hurry up and call it a day!"

With the filming of Andy's escape from prison, the shooting task of "The Shawshank Redemption" has come to an end. Generally speaking, Adrian will devote himself to the later stage after a few days of rest, which is what he did in the first two times.

But this time he wanted to rest for a few more days. Although the shooting progress basically did not exceed expectations, and all the shots were completed within 7 weeks, it was much more tiring than before, and it was not so easy to schedule large scenes. Anyway, it is only the first ten days of June, and there is plenty of time, so Adrian simply gave himself a few more days off.

After talking on the phone with Laverne and Claude respectively, after exchanging ideas and making some arrangements, he handed over the script outline of "Ghost Horse Elf" to the company's screenwriter, and he boarded the flight to London. Since it's impossible not to go to London after resting for a few more days, besides, I have to start preparing for some things.

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On Phillips Street in London, there is an inconspicuous three-storey old-fashioned apartment with house number 117. The mottled walls and nostalgic architectural style make it appear to have a long history. It is difficult for everyone who comes here for the first time. It is connected with the well-known Wilson private detective agency.

Dean Wilson, one of the best private detectives in London. Of course, it cannot be compared with Mr. Sherlock of 221 Baker Street, although he has also cooperated with Scotland Yard several times. Private detectives are far less powerful than those described in the novels. At most, they only participate in civil investigations, and there are countless businesses like finding people or collecting evidence of extramarital affairs.

In any business there are good people, and private detectives are no exception, and Dean is one of the best in the business of finding people. So far, he has taken over hundreds of recruitment cases, and the completion rate is above 70%. Most of the unfinished cases are also caused by the insufficient information provided by the clients.

Today, he had a strange guest in the office of his firm. It's strange because this man is wearing a large windbreaker and a wide-brimmed hat. He can't tell his age. He wears black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. The two mustaches are clearly pasted on them. So when they met, Samson's heart skipped a beat.

Obviously, the other party didn't want him to see his true face. In this case, the man's motivation for issuing the commission was very suspicious. It happened before that his employer entrusted him to find someone and come to seek revenge. When the Scotland Yard police found him, he was taken aback, so Dean was very careful about accepting the entrustment now.

The other party seemed to see what he was thinking, and smiled immediately: "Don't worry, Mr. Wilson, you should know that it was Mr. Brent who introduced me."

Dean was stunned, and then smiled embarrassedly. He remembered that the person in front of him was introduced by a very familiar client of his, the film producer Wardell Brent, and he believed that he would not appear. what is the problem.

"I'm so sorry," Dean quickly gestured, "Please sit down, um..."

"You can call me Sanger," the man nodded. "I'm sorry, but I come to you dressed like this. I have my concerns. Of course, I won't cause you any trouble."

"Um... well, Mr. Sanger, so is there anything I can do for you?" Dean asked looking at him.

"Yes, I want to find someone, a woman." The man said and gestured, and Dean handed over the pen and paper.

"Joanna Katherine Rowling." He wrote the name on a piece of paper and handed it back. "I'm not sure if it's spelled that way, but it's pronounced that way. White female about 26 years old, July 31, 1965 He was born around 5 feet tall, with light brown to reddish hair."

Speaking of which, he carefully recalled: "I was born in London, and lived in Bristol. I have a sister named Diana Rowling who lives in Edinburgh. It is reported that she has already met a Portuguese reporter. Married and have a daughter, I hope to find out her whereabouts."

Dean quickly moved the pen tip to write down everything the other party said, and then asked after thinking about it: "Mr. Sanger, may I know why you are looking for this Ms. Joanna?"

"Sorry, this is private, but please believe that I am not malicious, I just want to know her recent situation." Sanger spread his hands, although he was wearing large black-rimmed glasses, he looked very sincere.

Dean pondered for a while, he felt that he seemed to have found some answers, and after carefully reading the clues written on the paper, he raised his head: "If possible, can you provide some more detailed information, Sanger Sir, the range is a little bit large."

"More detailed information? For example?" the man asked back.

"For example, where did she go to school, whether she won any awards before, and the specific address where she once lived, etc." Dean thought about it.

"Please let me think about it..." the man began to close his eyes and meditate. After a few minutes, he opened his mouth again: "If I remember correctly, she should have graduated from the University of Exeter."

"Can you specify which department?"

"terribly sorry."

"Well, it doesn't matter, it's just a little troublesome... By the way, I can't be sure of the spelling of the name, so can I be sure of the initials?"

"It's J, K, R, sure."

"I think I can take on this commission, but it may take longer." Dean finally said.

"It's okay, I will provide all the funds you need, as long as you have any news, please call me this number." The man said and handed a piece of paper to him, "If I think of anything in the future, I will notify you as soon as possible. yours."

"America." Dean looked at the phone number in surprise.

"You can send me the phone bill." The man smiled slightly.