Movie Master

Dear passengers, we have successfully landed at JFK Airport in New York. Welcome to the Big Apple. The ground temperature is sixty-five degrees Fahrenheit and eighteen degrees Celsius. The sun is good today. It should be very suitable for travel, whether it is to watch the Statue of Liberty Like tourists, or officials who are going to the United Nations, today will be a good day, I hope you enjoy your stay in New York, welcome to continue to choose Delta next time. Here is Josh-Hartnett ), the captain of this flight, not an actor.

Accompanied by the captain's brisk words, low laughter sounded in the cabin, and people began to make noise one after another. After six hours of long-distance flight, they finally arrived at the destination, and their voices became more relaxed.

George Clooney looked back irritably, almost unable to control his emotions, but in the end he leaned heavily on the back of the chair again, turned his head to look at the empty airport scene outside the window, closed his eyes, let His surging emotions settled down, but this was really not an easy task. After finally waiting for the plane to dock beside the terminal building and the cabin opened, he immediately unfastened his seat belt, stood up and left quickly.

Have a nice trip, Mr. Clooney. The flight attendant said goodbye politely, but George didn't have the time to respond, he just bowed his head and walked away quickly. Normally, he always enjoys such moments, having simple exchanges with ordinary people, giving full play to his charm, and shaping a good image; but today...he felt that there was always a hint of sarcasm and banter in that polite gaze, as if he He was already stripped naked, standing naked in front of strangers, he didn't like this feeling, even hated it.

George quickly left the cabin, then turned into the VIP passage, and strode forward. The VIP channel, where privacy is absolutely protected, is sparsely populated. Except for the ground staff of Delta Air Lines and a small number of airport staff, there are no other passengers, but George still feels that the scrutiny is everywhere, as if every day There was a gloating criticism in his eyes, sharp and contemptuous.

George knew that he should be calm, but he couldn't control his emotions at all. He could only suppress himself so as not to completely lose control and embarrass himself, but his pace still involuntarily became faster and faster, losing his demeanor, etiquette, and air , like... like a lost dog.

He walked to the exit in one breath, but slammed on the brakes because he didn't know where his car was parked. Looking back blankly, he realized that his assistant was still in the business class and hadn't followed.

Hiss, hiss, a small voice came from the quiet VIP room. George turned his head and saw a cleaning staff in a light blue jumpsuit, mopping the floor meticulously. The worker seemed to have sensed the gaze on him, raised his head, and then saw George. He nodded slightly as a greeting, and then lowered his head again to get busy, without any unnecessary expression, but George felt that the gaze was so dazzling that it almost burned his self-esteem, and he mocked his embarrassment and panic contemptuously.

George's hands were tightly clenched into fists, and his nails pierced into his palms. The wound that hadn't healed was torn open again, and the hot and sticky blood seeped out of his palms, making George's whole body hurt. trembling slightly.

Matthew-Charlton (Matthew-Charlton) kept urging, Hurry up, please hurry up. His usual polite tone became hurried, and he didn't have time to pay attention to his etiquette, Send all your luggage Go to No. 24, Section C of the parking lot, the license plate number is... Matthew took out his mobile phone, reported the license plate number to the staff, and then confirmed it again, Yes, please deliver it as soon as possible. Said After finishing, Matthew trotted away quickly.

George didn't wait for him, and disappeared directly, which made Matthew panicked, his heart was beating wildly, and his throat was almost stuck. In the past two days, George's state has been really bad, and he has repeatedly been on the verge of losing control. As George's assistant, Matthew is completely terrified, and he has to be careful even when breathing.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the quiet VIP passage, and Matthew felt flustered. George's unpredictable behavior made Matthew feel a headache and uneasy at the same time. When he finally saw George in sight, Matthew did not breathe a sigh of relief, but took his steps lightly, not wanting to startle George, but after all, he was half a beat too late, and George stood up abruptly, his eyes fixed on him vigilantly. Looking at Matthew, the unkempt beard made George look more depressed and desolate.

Sorry, George... Matthew's apology only had time to say halfway, and George shook his head, and walked towards the exit without saying a word, not even willing to stay too long. Matthew could only take a deep breath and quickly followed.

The two quickly came to the parking lot and found the car that had been reserved earlier. After getting in the car, George refused to wait again, Let's go! What are you still doing here? He was impatient and unmannered. This was completely different from the George Matthew knew.

We have to wait for the luggage. All your clothes for tonight's event are in the back, and they will be delivered right away. Matthew had to bite the bullet and explained. George's eyebrows were tangled together fiercely. When Xiu thought that George was about to get angry, George leaned back on the chair, took a deep breath, and then took another deep breath, but he didn't say anything more after all. Only then did Matthew relax a little bit. Looking at George, who was exuding a gloomy aura all over his body, Matthew hesitated again and again, and said, It's...not that bad, is it? Don't think too much.

George turned his head abruptly, and Matthew shivered three times in a row with his sinister gaze, but what he said was water splashed out, Matthew could only bite the bullet and say, The media...they still haven't Drawing random conclusions, isn’t it? There are even quite a few media outlets saying that the matter has not been confirmed, waiting for your clarification.”

Oh. George suddenly sneered, cutting off Matthew's words again, Do you think I still have room for excuses? The hoarse voice seemed to come from the depths of hell.

George knew he could argue, he could still blame assistant Matthew and agent Mark on everything, insisting that everything was just an operational error. But no one is a fool. He stands on the stage and talks to himself, and the people in the audience will only treat him as a circus and watch his jokes.

Although the major media have not come to a conclusion, it is because they are unwilling to take the blame easily, and they are unwilling to offend Warner Bros. behind Good Night, Good Luck. In fact, he is already besieged on all sides now. The contacts he has spent ten years painstakingly managing are all useless at critical moments. Those media reporters did not speak up for him and chose to stand by. It is already for his sake It's up; now they refuse to take a stand and look objective, but in fact they have shown their attitude.

What's more, Barry Meyer blamed the leak of Mad Max 4 on him. No matter how he defended, Barry didn't say anything, but he already decided in his heart that he was the scapegoat. Warner Bros. has not made a statement now, and is just waiting for further confirmation of the truth. As long as the manuscript on the Internet is confirmed to be true, then it is only a matter of time before he becomes an abandoned child.

All this is just the beginning.

The word-of-mouth and reputation of Good Night, Good Luck plummeted in just three days, and now almost no one in Hollywood and the academy has mentioned this movie, as if this is the Communist Party during the McCarthyism period , everyone is secretive, unwilling to mention it, and even afraid of avoiding it. The public relations of the academy had just started, and then he was stillborn. The negative news about him alone has affected the entire Good Night, Good Luck crew. It is hard to imagine who will bring up this work again during the entire awards season .

Good night, good luck has been sentenced to death in advance, and unless he can prove his innocence, there will be no turning back. And he also clearly knew that this day might not come, Lance actually still kept their first draft, not a printed version, but Lance's original manuscript, this manuscript... was actually dug out , that was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Now, he's not just worried about Goodnight, Good Luck, he's also worried about whether Syriana, which will be released next month, will also be implicated because of his relationship. He had been trying unsuccessfully to contact Syriana producer Georgia-Kacandes last night; he then reached out to another producer, Steven Soderber Ge, who is also my good friend, and the director Stephen-Gaghan (Stephen-Gaghan), they answered the phone, but they were all in a meeting. They just exchanged a few words, hung up the phone, and agreed to talk again today. But so far no call.

On the surface, as Matthew said, it seems that the media has not got into trouble, and it seems that there is still room for redemption; but this is Hollywood, not a high school campus, and the real fear and blockade are invisible, and he has been forced into A dead end, alone, and getting worse with each passing day.

Only a few weeks ago, as a bystander, he was admiring the grand occasion of Warner Bros. teaming up with Sony Pictures to block Lance, and witnessed Lance being forced to the edge of the cliff bit by bit; but now, Lance not only managed to escape It was—at least for the time being, he could take a breather, and regained the upper hand, and the figure on the edge of the cliff was replaced by him. What's even more frightening is that what Lance faced was only pressure from film companies such as Warner Brothers and Sony Pictures in terms of cooperation, but now he is facing the loss of reputation and reputation because of plagiarism, which is accumulated over time. Priceless wealth, once damaged, may be irreparable.

Now he really has no way out.

...Then, what are you going to do? Matthew's voice came, and George sneered, but he didn't know whether he was mocking Matthew's innocence or his own embarrassment.

What can he do?