"It failed!"
"Huh? What failed?"
"Isn’t this the result you most wanted to see?"
"What do I want to see? How co I don’t know?"
"Don’t pretend!"
"Anne, you know, I really haven’t."
"Hmph!"
The next ti Zhou Mo Sen saw Anne, interestingly enough, the two of them had a drag race first.
It was a literal drag race, not in bed, but on the highway.
Even more intense, they raced from California all the way to Texas along the highway.
When they finally reached Texas, the two stopped.
It must be said.
This place, the United States, is really sothing!
Along the way in California, there were indeed many quite desolate areas.
But it’s not too desolate; you can’t call it a desert.
It’s just that it has that dry and barren feel, sothing most people who’ve seen Arican dramas can understand.
But as they made their way to Texas, the surroundings gradually beca greener.
Well, actually still a bit lacking now, since it’s the end of the year and not the peak season for vegetation.
But in terms of latitude, this can be considered the south.
So on both sides of the highway, it’s either cities or vast grasslands.
It’s true that the land is vast with few people, but this place is indeed a good place.
Zhou Mo Sen couldn’t help but think, how great it would be if this were ours, belonging to the Chinese.
We would plant it full of crops, no matter what!
Now the car has stopped, and the two stand together, gazing into the distance.
The vista before them is expansive, full of views that stretch beyond the horizon.
It really is sowhat desolate, but also profoundly stirring.
What did Anne want to say, though?
"You were right; they don’t need Catwoman for now."
Oh, so that’s what it’s about.
Zhou Mo Sen instantly understood.
Indeed, just like in the original history, Anne’s Catwoman still couldn’t appear in the next installnt of "Batman."
Situations like this are all too normal.
A movie, from the very start of the project to eventually hitting the screen, has to go through many, many challenges.
Even with a big production and ample budget.
There are still countless stories in the details of many of these.
Take the script, for example, who ultimately controls it, who writes it.
Among all those writers, whose version is the main one?
How much power does the director really have, or maybe the director cannot interfere even the slightest bit.
These are things that happen, have even happened before.
Just like when filming "Tora! Tora! Tora!".
Akira Kurosawa, that well-known film director.
Even in Hollywood, ntioning Kurosawa, many big directors are willing to be his assistants or are simply his fans.
But even such a figure, wanted more power, and the company in the US just outright fired him.
Understand, he was fired.
With consequences, Kurosawa attempted suicide.
Although the suicide was unsuccessful, the impact on Kurosawa was profoundly deep.
Later, the old man wrote his autobiography "Sothing Like an Autobiography."
In it, he made the incident very clear, saying at the ti: it was like being killed.
As for that movie, the successor was the godfather of Japanese gangster films, Shinko Xinji.
This man dared not speak much.
Seeing Kurosawa like that, what could Anne Hathaway do?
They only said there might be a Catwoman, never said the movie was Catwoman.
No ans no, then.
What’s more, at that ti, Zhou Mo Sen’s questions were actually very skillful.
So, talking about these things, and then...
"I’m not reconciled!"
That one sentence from Anne showed her imnse ambition.
And that too, was a kind of change.
Zhou Mo Sen of course noticed, leaned in closer, "I understand you, but, the world is like this, not everything goes smoothly."
Anne looked at Zhou Mo Sen with her big eyes, "Anyone can say things like that."
Zhou Mo Sen nodded, "True, but I am not the sa as them."
Anne raised an eyebrow, "What’s different?"
Zhou Mo Sen chuckled, "Do you really have to play that Catwoman?"
This...
Anne’s big eyes blinked, then she smiled, "Then what do you think I want?"
Zhou Mo Sen suddenly beca very serious; that was his deanor, and this guy’s big hand was already on Anne’s waist.
"Not being able to play Catwoman doesn’t an you lost the opportunity for this role; what really made you angry, is it being ignored, right?
It can even be said to be neglected. You were overlooked by them; those people didn’t really consider you more, right?
You’re angry definitely because of this, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?"
At this mont, a smile had appeared on Anne’s face.
She was much more mature than before; she had actually seen through many things long ago.
And what Zhou Mo Sen spoke now was indeed the voice of Anne Hathaway’s heart.
Those guys ignored !
Bastards! They are all bastards!
And Zhou Mo Sen?
"Otherwise you wouldn’t be the Anne I know."
This answer was really a bit challenging.
According to the outside world’s view of Anne... she was a sweet girl.
Right? A princess from the start, isn’t she?
So, whether it’s a sweet girl or princess, should have so magnanimity, right?
Why be so hung up?
No!
How could Anne Hathaway be soone who doesn’t get angry when ignored?
In fact, Anne is indeed quite proud!
"Then what do you think I should do?"
Anne really liked Zhou Mo Sen’s hand, this thing always finds a nice spot.
Now the two were in the wilderness, with the vast Arican land being incredibly sparse.
It was like the world was just left with the two of them.
"Of course, slap those people in the face!"
Zhou Mo Sen’s answer struck deep in her heart, much like his big hand.
Yes, it was deep indeed.
Anne breathed differently, very curious, "How to slap?"
Obviously, Anne Hathaway hadn’t read our Chinese internet novels.
Was unfamiliar with the trope of counterattacking and face-slapping.
No worries, there’s , Zhou Mo Sen.
Actually, at the mont, Anne had an opportunity.
"There are two choices."
"Tell quickly."
"One choice is, no rush. I heard that ’Brokeback Mountain’ will be released, right?"
"Yes, probably by the end of this year, or maybe even a bit earlier, likely to compete for the Oscars."
Anne’s statent, was basically a release schedule of sorts.
Very clear, presumably ’Brokeback Mountain’ would et audiences around late November.
This timing was indeed for the Oscar race.
So, Zhou Mo Sen’s aning was...
"If this movie performs well, and you are the lead actress, at that ti, especially at the Oscars..."
Right, that’s the logic.
If ’Brokeback Mountain’ beca a hit, it would certainly reap rewards at the Oscars.
Isn’t that slapping the faces of those who ignored Anne!
No need to say more, it’s definitely those damn high-ups at Warner!
But, is this satisfying?
"What’s the next choice?"
Anne was indeed very straightforward, but there was a reason behind it.
Was she the lead actress in ’Brokeback Mountain’?
One could only say, she was on the cast list.
So, next one!
Zhou Mo Sen imdiately withdrew his hand and pressed her onto the hood of the car.
"That movie, we’ll do it ourselves!"
Was he talking about ’Twilight City’?
Anne instantly understood, but she couldn’t help saying one thing.
"But several companies have already contacted ..."
Yes, indeed their novel was extrely popular, truly ready to be made into a movie.
But right now... the two of them quickly beca one with the wilderness.
The wind was howling, and they were panting...
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