The reporters naturally wanted to know Adriaan's opinion as soon as possible. No matter what he said, it would be a good piece of news. However, to their surprise, they could not find him in Los Angeles no matter how hard they tried. Whether it was at his house, Julia's house, or outside the set, it was the same. Adriaan seemed to have cast an invisibility spell on himself.
After much effort, they found out that the Miracle Director had gone on vacation. Now, there was nothing they could do. Could they find out his schedule and follow him? He had to come back, the reporters thought. But to their disappointment, Adriaan only reappeared in Los Angeles when the award ceremony was just around the corner. Moreover, he was as elusive as ever, making it difficult for them to track him down. In the end, they only had the chance to meet him face-to-face on the red carpet of the award ceremony. No wonder they were so aggressive.
Unfortunately, no matter how aggressive they were, it was useless. The answer would be revealed today. Even if Adriaan clearly expressed his opinion, there was a limit to what the reporters could exaggerate. The readers would only care about who won the award and who didn't. Moreover, he did not even intend to give them the chance.
As Adriaan walked forward, he greeted people he knew and didn't know. Although he wanted to go inside as soon as possible and seize the opportunity to provoke someone, there were still many familiar faces outside that he had to deal with.
"Congratulations, Eide. I don't know what to say anymore," Spielberg said to him half-jokingly.
"Then you don't have to say anything." Adriaan said seriously. After the other party froze for a moment, he laughed again. "Well, I'm kidding. In fact, I feel very lucky. If your movie hadn't been delayed because of post-production problems, I wouldn't have had a chance at all — although I still don't have one now."
"How could that be?" Next to him, Hanks laughed. "Everyone knows that 'Braveheart' is an outstanding movie. My son likes it very much. He keeps shouting 'freedom' all day long."
"Come on, Tommy. You know, it's a sin to be young." Adriaan patted him on the shoulder. "Well, let's not talk about this. When is the schedule? I can't wait to see."
The last sentence was directed at Spielberg.
"What else could it be other than the summer break?" Spielberg laughed. "I'm afraid it's our turn to unveil it this time."
"No problem, everyone will be shocked, especially in the first ten minutes, I promise." Adriaan laughed.
After chatting for a while more, he bade farewell and left, feeling slightly regretful. Spielberg spent a lot of effort to go to Ireland last year to produce "Saving Private Ryan," and deliberately set up "Saving Private Ryan" on Omaha Beach. Because the post-production did not keep up with the schedule, the timing was delayed. In the end, it did not make it to last year's Christmas slot. Naturally, it was not within the scope of the Oscars.
For Spielberg and DreamWorks, this film was prepared from the beginning to open up the market, and the production was quite sophisticated. In Adriaan's memory, the original version of "Saving Private Ryan" was used by many people to test the home sound system. Since the producer, director, and lead actor were the same, even if there was a difference in quality, there would not be too much of a difference. It was unacceptable that it could not be released in the Christmas slot and could not be nominated for the Oscars. Naturally, it was postponed to the 1996 summer break.
'What a pity.' Adriaan said in his heart again. Last year was the 50th anniversary of the victory of the World Anti- Fascist War, and various degrees of celebration were held all over the world. With such a wonderful film released at this time, as long as Hanks performed normally, it was absolutely no problem for him to get a nomination for Best Actor. In that case, he would be nominated for Best Actor for three years in a row. It was impossible for him to win it consecutively.
As for Spielberg, although it had only been a year since he won Best Director, with the 50th anniversary backing him, coupled with the residual popularity of "Schindler's List," it would not be particularly difficult for him to win another Oscar with a little effort in public relations. DreamWorks would also become famous because of the release of this film at this time.
It was a pity that such a good opportunity was ruined by the delayed post-production, but it didn't matter. Releasing such a movie after the 50th anniversary was also good for hype. What's more, Spielberg's chances of winning the Best Director Award next year would increase. There were gains and losses, and there were gains and losses — of course, Hanks, who had won the Best Actor Award consecutively, could forget about winning the Best Actor Award in this lifetime.
To show his sincerity, other than providing the script, Adriaan had nothing to do with the film. Oh, he also recommended the Phoenix Brothers to star in the film. For his sake, Spielberg let Jaquen play the role of the sharpshooter and Rui Fan play the role of Ryan. Other than that, he did not invest in the film, did not give any suggestions, and did not follow along with the crew. The adjustments to the script during filming were all handled by other scriptwriters.
There were many films that made money, and there was no need to hold all of them in their hands. Connections were also very important, not to mention that it could also strengthen DreamWorks. Although AC Media did not own a lot of shares in DreamWorks and did not participate in the specific management, DreamWorks was still a very good shield. After all, it was difficult for them to develop into a big company because of their inherent factors, not to mention their future plans.
"Alright, let's think about who will win Best Director tonight." After entering the noisy hall, Adriaan looked around and thought so. As he said to Natalie in New York and just now to Hanks, sometimes being young was also a sin. Even if he had not produced Braveheart last year, but any other good film in the future, the old fogeys of Film School would not have given him the Best Director award again.
In the history of the Oscars, there were people who won Best Director in a row, but like the one who won Best Actor in a row, it was all in the 50s and 60s. It was even more unlikely to happen now, unless the production time of Braveheart and Argan was reversed, like Hanks.
After thinking about it, Tim Robbins had the highest chance of winning. Chris Nonan was a little inexperienced. Mark Figgis had never been heard of at all. Obviously, he was the foil tonight. Michael Rayford had the ability to compete, but Bertolucci had only won the Oscar for Best Director eight years ago. It would take a few more years for a foreign director to win this Little Golden Man.
On the other hand, Robbins was experienced and capable. Adrian had been completely ruled out, and his older live-in girlfriend, Susan Sarandon, was also nominated for Best Actress for his work. If both of them won the award, it would undoubtedly be a good story. The old fogeys of the film academy sometimes did not mind helping others achieve their goals.
To put it bluntly, he was just not capable enough. Although he had a certain amount of power, he was just an upstart who had just entered the top circle of Hollywood. Adrian shrugged his shoulders and didn't seem to mind. He quickly found his position.
"Hey, Russell, you look a little nervous," Adriaan greeted Russell Crowe, who was sitting not far from him.
Dressed in a black suit with a bow tie, his hair combed back and a ring of stubble around his face, Russell Crowe showed off his rugged side.
"After all, it is my first time attending an Oscar. It is inevitable to be nervous for the first time," he replied, reaching out to pull his bow tie again.
"It's okay. You will attend many more in the future." Adriaan laughed and patted him on the shoulder.
Since it was impossible for him to win the Best Director award, the company's resources had to be freed up for other areas, such as the Best Supporting Actor award for Kevin Spacey. His performance in "Special Suspect" was definitely worthy of an Oscar, or the Best Actor award for PR. Unfortunately, it wasn't Crowe. He had just started to make a name for himself in Hollywood, and it was inevitable that people would gossip about him when he was pushed to the throne of Best Actor despite his lack of experience. There was also another movie that was released by Bosworth Pictures and was nominated for Best Actor, Nicolas Cage's "Escape from Las Vegas."
As mentioned before, because Adriaan wanted to maintain his aura and rope in Cage, he got the rights to adapt the novel early on and also invited Elizabeth Sue to play the female lead. The only change was the director. As it turned out, this change did not cause much of an impact. With his silent supervision, the film did not deviate too much, and Cage and Sue were both nominated.
Originally, Adriaan wanted to see the power of the Coppola family through this incident. Cage was the nephew of the old Coppola. As one of the four major directors of the 70s and 80s, the old Coppola should have very deep connections in Hollywood. It would not be difficult for him to help his nephew. However, the problem was that Adriaan was not a hundred percent sure that Cage would win Best Actor. After careful consideration, he asked Laffern to help with PR and test the Coppola family. After all, this was not the only way.
So, Russell Crowe was destined to be an accompaniment this time, and so was Sophie Marceau, who was nominated for Best Supporting Actress.
"Hi, Sophie, I'm glad you came to the award ceremony." Adriaan immediately greeted the beautiful girl on the other side.
Sophie was wearing a V-neck beige evening gown, and her cleavage was faintly visible. Her beautiful hair was tied up behind her head, and because she was sitting in the front row, the back of her white neck was completely displayed in front of Adriaan.
"It's also my first time attending an Oscar." Sophie turned her head and glanced at him, forcing a smile.
"I went to Paris for a vacation, but you were not at home, and no one picked up when I called." Adriaan looked at her questioningly.
"I was … in Morocco," Sophie answered briefly.
"I should have guessed it." Adriaan sighed and suddenly changed the topic. "Do you think there's any difference between this and the Caesar Awards ceremony?"
"The award ceremony hasn't started yet, so I can't comment." Sophie frowned slightly. Although there was a hint of impatience in her tone, the pleading look in her eyes did not escape Adriaan's notice.
"Okay, let's wait quietly." Adriaan chuckled and then leaned back.
Sophie immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but halfway through, she realized that he was still looking at her. She immediately turned her head in a panic, and Adriaan could not help but laugh and shake his head.
Soon, the award ceremony officially began. The host was still Whoopi Goldberg, who won Best Supporting Actress for "Ghost". To be honest, her skills as a host were pretty good. It was just that her habit of wearing weird clothes was a little unbearable.
In particular, most of the clothes were modified versions of the female protagonists in the nominated movies. It looked good on the female protagonists, but it looked a little out of place on her. Of course, it was this funny effect that made many people laugh. Although Adriaan did not like it, he could only endure it.
Well, that was not the point. The point was the ownership of the awards. This time was different from last year. The Best Supporting Actor and Actress were awarded at the beginning. Without a doubt, the Best Supporting Actor was handed to Kevin Spacey. According to tradition, the guest was last year's Best Supporting Actress winner, Kirsten. When the petite girl tiptoed and handed the trophy to Spacey, the audience applauded.
Adriaan was no exception, but most of his eyes were on Kirsten. He had not seen her for a few weeks, and she seemed to have developed better. She was wearing a beautiful white evening dress. It should be time to eat, right? Otherwise, it would be past its expiration date. As for the rules and regulations … At this point, even if there was no final step, some things would not change, right?
He shook his head gently and put this matter aside for the time being. He retracted his gaze and looked at Sophie in front of him. Next was the Best Supporting Actress award. Although he could not see Sophie's expression, from the way she clasped her hands in front of her, her heart was probably full of expectations. Unfortunately, she was destined to be disappointed.
After the guest announced the name, even though Sophie maintained a smile and gently clapped on the big screen, Adriaan, who was already very familiar with her, could see her disappointment. Thinking about it, although she had been nominated for various awards since she was a girl, so far, except for the Newcomer Award, she had not won many important trophies. Sophie was more or less proud. Otherwise, she would not have done that kind of thing when she was young, so it was inevitable that she would take it to heart.
"Don't take it to heart, Sophie. There will be a chance." Taking advantage of the winner Joan Allen's speech, Adriaan leaned forward and put his hand on Sophie's shoulder to comfort her.
Sophie turned her head and looked at him with a complicated expression. Then she grabbed his hand and smiled gratefully, "Thank you."
Adriaan could not help but sigh in his heart. Even if he could reach the top of Hollywood in the future, there was nothing he could do about this kind of thing. Foreign actresses, especially those from the European continent, wanted to win awards when they just arrived in Hollywood, unless they were very, very good to the point of being indisputable, it was impossible.
Just as European directors discriminated against American directors, Hollywood was not very fond of European actresses. Unless they were completely integrated into the environment of Hollywood and had to work hard for a few years to accumulate some experience, it would be difficult for them to make a name for themselves.
Do you understand, Sophie? As long as you stay by my side, there will be many more opportunities like this. Adriaan looked at the back of Sophie's neck and whispered in his heart. Then he thought of something and smiled.
After the Best Supporting Actor and Actress awards were given out to warm up the audience, the atmosphere began to warm up. All kinds of songs and dances were performed in between the awards. In addition, Goldberg tried her best to crack jokes and show off her strange clothes, which amused the guests in the hall.
It had to be said that "Braveheart" was a little sad. Although there were ten nominations, none of them had won. Best Sound Mixing and Best Editing were awarded to "Apollo 13," while Best Costume Design was won by "Flashy Momentary Questions." The crew members who were sitting together could not help but whisper among themselves.
However, if he did not win now, he might be able to win more in the future. For example, Best Film, Best Director, Best Actor, or Best Original Screenplay. Adriaan had two nominations for Best Original Screenplay.
However, when the award for Best Adapted Screenplay was given out, someone suddenly realized that Adriaan was not in his seat. Where did he go?
At the end of a dark corridor in the music center, there was a small room with a picture of a pair of high heels on the door, which contrasted well with the smoking pipe on the door next door. At this moment, outside the door with the picture of the high heels, there was a triangular sign that said, "Cleaning." As for what was happening inside …
"Wait … You can't do this … Please … Ah!"
Under the soft light, the beautiful woman was lifted by her thighs and held above the sink. Her slender legs were wide open, and one of the high heels dangled from her toes as if it would fall at any moment. The other high heel was lying on the bathroom floor. The V-neck strap was already down, and the man was kissing and sucking on it.
Although the woman's hands were pressing on the man's shoulders and pushing them away, it seemed like she was resisting him. However, her movements were getting weaker and weaker, and her eyes were getting more and more blurred. Finally, when the man was done with the foreplay, the moment they entered, the woman let out an ecstatic moan and hugged the man tightly. Her legs were spread open and clamped on the man's waist.
As the two's movements became more and more intense, the woman became wilder and wilder. After the man carried her away from the sink and supported her with the strength of his waist, she kept moving up and down, sometimes kissing each other, sometimes hugging the man's head tightly to her chest.
It was as if a pool filled with water had suddenly been cut open, and the emotions inside gushed out violently.
Finally, with a sharp sigh, the woman was pressed against the wall by the man, and both of them tightened their bodies. After who knew how long, maybe only a few seconds, maybe as long as a few centuries, the two finally relaxed and then kissed each other's ears and temples tenderly.
After a while, Adriaan let out a long breath and pressed against Sophie's forehead. Then he looked into the pair of angry and angry brown eyes that had yet to fade away.
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