Rebirth In Hollywood

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually dissipated, and darkness enveloped the entire sky unconsciously. The city of angels under the night was flashing with neon lights and brightly lit.

There was a lot of people outside the Chinese Theater in Hollywood, and the long red carpet was spread out. As celebrities stepped on the red carpet, the clicks of the camera shutters continued. At the same time, fans cheered and reporters asked questions. , The clamor of the paparazzi also rang out in a frenzy.

Putting down the camera in his hand, Mick Taylor breathed a sigh of relief. He is a reporter for the entertainment page of the "Los Angeles Times" and is used to seeing all kinds of big scenes. If this is not the off-season of the movie schedule, if it is not for Miramax's promotion The news released from time to time, such a movie that only relies on Al Pacino to support the scene, it is difficult for him, the ace, to be dispatched in person. ,

"Mick, is Miramax trying to hype it up?" his assistant asked at this point. "It would be nice for a ten-year-old to be fluent in reading and writing screenplays? Is that possible, unless he's a Martian ."

"Don't you see that there is only one name behind the screenwriter, which is exactly the same as the one in the cast list. Who is this Ryan Jenkins? Did he jump out of a rock?"

From Mick Taylor's point of view, since Miramax dared to state in the propaganda that the script was written by a child or based on him and his guardian, he must have absolute certainty, otherwise, even a No matter how thick-skinned Vy Weinstein was, he would not dare to do anything to fool the public.

"Hey Mick, here it is, it should be them!"

A tall and glamorous sexy girl walked onto the red carpet with a boy of about ten years old at this time, and the assistant quickly reminded Mick Taylor.

Although he was a little nervous, Ryan still managed to stabilize his mind. Anyway, he worked in a large movie theater for many years in his previous life and saw all kinds of red carpets, which helped him to some extent.

"Smile, Ryan, your face is almost like a stone." Nicole Kidman reminded in a low voice.

Well, people on both sides are rocks, reporters and paparazzi are all rotten eggs. Ryan began to hypnotize himself, and even if the flashing lights on and off made him uncomfortable, a smile appeared on his face.

"Miss Nicole Kidman, this should be your first work in Hollywood. Are you planning to stay in Hollywood and develop?"

"Miss Kidman, it is said that this movie is based on your personal experience with... ah, this little Mr. Ryan, is it true?"

When they came to the press area, all kinds of questions came over, but Nicole didn't want to answer them, ignored the clamor, took the boy's hand, and walked directly to the theater.

Ryan glanced at this famous theater. To be honest, in his opinion, the name of the Chinese Theater is too unreal. Not only does it have no Chinese architectural style, but it is somewhat similar to a country rich in shemales. Maybe it should be changed to Thailand. theater?

"Hi, Al, and David, it's been a long time." The boy greeted.

"Ryan, you've grown a lot taller." Al Pacino came over and wanted to pat the boy's shoulder out of habit. Suddenly, he thought of what happened in the past and stopped quickly, but his hand stopped in the air. Looks, very funny.

"Al, don't worry, there are no pushpins under my dress."

Hearing the boy's joking remarks, everyone in the crew who gathered here laughed.

In retaliation for Al Pacino's frequent pats on the shoulder, the boy deliberately inserted the sharpened pushpin into the sweater under his clothes, waiting for him to throw himself into the trap.

After taking the film with the main creative staff of the crew, he and Nicole walked directly into the theater. The premiere was not big, and the invited stars were not too many, and the Hollywood stars in the early 1990s, except for a limited number of stars. , Most of the boys don't know each other, even if they have seen it in some movies, they have almost forgotten about it.

Besides, he is still a child, and he is not famous, so few people will talk to him. In order not to disturb Nicole, who is dancing with long sleeves in the crowd, the boy simply finds a corner and plans to wait for the time to go straight into the screening room. watch a movie.

Unexpectedly, he didn't go far before he saw a few people chatting together, one of them stood there, as firm as a hill, and his iconic figure was a little paralyzed. The face, let him instantly recognize who the other party is.

Ryan didn't leave at all, and he couldn't go up to say hello directly, so he stood aside, intending to listen to what they were saying, because he also knew the bearded man who spoke.

"The Caroco Film Company has integrated the copyright, and I have driven out the main line of the script. Although there are still many problems, the basic framework of the film has already been established. What is lacking now is funds, and I can't do anything without sufficient funds. ." It was the bearded man who spoke.

"Jim thinks the movie will cost at least $80 million."

"Eighty million? How can $80 million be enough, at least $100 million!" The bearded man stretched out a finger.

"God, Jim, you're going to scare all the investors away sooner or later."

"Will Arnold's T800 robot be a decent one this time?" another asked.

"That's right." Beard sighed, there seemed to be a lot of embarrassment, "Although I have a lot of ideas for the villain's robot, I have never thought about what kind of robot can meet the future Skynet killer. identity."

"A liquid robot!" A slightly immature boy's voice suddenly came from behind them, "This robot killer from the future should be composed of a liquid alloy, and he can simulate it into a similar volume to the one he has come into contact with. Objects, including humans, and their bodies can also be transformed into various cold weapons, killing people like numbness, without emotion and reason!"

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Ryan was not ashamed, "Hello, Mr. Arnold Schwarzenegger, and Mr. James Cameron, I think you should be talking about the sequel to "Terminator" Right? I just passed by by accident and overheard your conversation, I hope you don't mind."

"It's okay." The boy opposite was polite and polite, and people couldn't help but feel good when they saw him.

"Little guy, how did you think of this robot?" James Cameron asked curiously.

"I've seen The Terminator." Ryan stuck his tongue out quickly, "Please don't tell other people, okay? In fact, many plots in the first part can be extended, such as the future savior, I think this one The movie will definitely make a second one, and sometimes I wonder, if Mr. Schwarzenegger plays a robot who protects the savior, what kind of opponent should he be?"

"If T800 is a heavy tank, then his opponent should have completely different characteristics, and I like Transformers very much, so I thought of a robot that can change shape at will, a liquid as fast as a Porsche Metal Robot!"

The words the boy said were coherent and well-founded, as if he had really come up with these things himself.

These words obviously touched James Cameron. He looked at the boy thoughtfully, and then asked after a while, "Little guy, what's your name? I don't think you look familiar."

"Ryan Jenkins, you can call me Ryan."

"Ryan Jenkins?" Arnold Schwarzenegger was more sensitive in interpersonal relationships, and immediately thought of something, "Are you the little boy in "The Sixth Sense"?"

"Yes. I played a role." The boy saw Nicole on the other side waving at him, so he had to say, "I'm sorry, I'm leaving."

"It's ok."

Arnold Schwarzenegger asked when he saw the big boy holding a woman's hand into the screening room, "Jim, this setup sounds good."

"It's more than good." James Cameron sighed softly, and the problem that had troubled him for a long time was solved like this. "A very good idea."

James Cameron and Arnold Schwarzenegger also walked towards the screening room, but before entering the door, Cameron subconsciously glanced at the "Sixth Sense" poster, and saw only one line of words in a hurry - Screenwriter: Ryan Jenkins.

After the opening credits of Miramax, the movie kicked off. The hero of this movie is an out-and-out tragedy, and he died just after the opening. Of course, these will not appear until the end of the movie.

Unlike others, Ryan is subconsciously comparing with another movie in his mind while watching the movie.

It has to be said that David Fincher was called a geek director in his previous life, and it was not a waste of time. Although this movie is at most 60 to 70 percent similar to the one in his previous life, it is also It has a common problem with the movies of this era - the rhythm is too slow.

However, this has just entered the 1990s, and the fast food culture has not yet emerged. Moreover, in terms of suspense and emotional conflict, David has handled extremely meticulously and well. There are many plots, all reminding the audience what a psychiatrist is like. exist.

Communication, communication and family are subjects that will never be outdated in North America. What’s more, the movie has played such a big trick. You must know that this kind of method is almost useless in the new century. It is not unique in this era, but Also very rare.

When everyone was overwhelmed by the emotional outburst of Cole and his mother, thinking that this was the end of the movie, the psychiatrist returned home and found out that he was shocked by the fact that he was dead!

A lot of people unconsciously remembered what the little boy said - I can see ghosts, they don't know they're dead, they walk around like us and can only see what they want to see - and it dawns on me .