"Everyone knows that during World War II, there was a terrible massacre in Europe. At least six million Jews died at the hands of the Nazis, in concentration camps, and in gas chambers. That tragic history is still fresh in our minds. Over the past few decades, many people have made many movies based on this theme. Now, Spielberg has picked up the camera and aimed it at this sad memory, trying to find a little bit of humanity in it … "
This was the article in the latest issue of Hollywood Report. It used a whole six pages to introduce Spielberg's journey in making Schindler's List, including how he had heard about that period of history from his elders when he was young, and how he had long wanted to adapt it to the big screen. He also mentioned how he discovered the original biography of Schindler's List, and how he didn't dare to film it because he felt that he wasn't capable enough. He contacted many directors but was rejected, and when he finally decided to direct it himself, he was faced with the dilemma of not being able to find investors, and so on.
At the same time, there were many exclusive photos of Spielberg when he was directing in Krakow. They were voluminous, sensational, and very readable. Therefore, the magazine almost ran out of stock as soon as it went on sale. Just Spielberg's experience alone could be read as a novel, not to mention that it was related to the Holocaust during World War II.
Then, many media outlets also made related reports and started to promote Schindler's List from different angles. Of course, they were very skillful. They did not touch on the specific content of the story in the report at all. Although the situation of Spielberg's filming in Krakow was written vaguely and specious, and most of it was focused on the terrible history of World War II, the arrangement was very clever, and it was not at all annoying to read.
As a result, people's curiosity was completely aroused. They wondered what kind of movie this director, who was known for his childlike innocence, would make about that tragic period of history. Quite a number of people had reservations about him, because it was too different from the style of his previous movies. Especially when they found out that Spielberg was still shooting with black and white film, there were even more people who had reservations. What era was it now? Why was he still shooting with black and white film?! What a joke!
Of course, there were also some people who expressed their support, thinking that all speculations were meaningless before the movie was released. Who knew if Spielberg would bring a surprise? It wouldn't be too late to comment after the work was completed.
In short, there were many different opinions, and Schindler's List received even more attention. He had to admit that this bunch of old men was really influential.
"Looks like we don't have to worry too much." Adriaan put down the newspaper in his hand and thought for a while with his eyes closed. These old guys all knew what to do, and with Laffern at the helm, he basically didn't need to ask anything.
"What do you mean you don't have to worry about?" A familiar voice rang in his ears, and a charming and sexy face appeared in front of him.
"It's nothing. There's an important movie that can be put on hold for now." Adriaan smiled, but before he could do anything, Monica had already leaned her whole body into his arms.
"You seem to be making movies all the time, Eide." She bent her arm and rested it on the back of the sofa to support her face. Her lips were slightly open, and she looked particularly seductive.
Feeling the slightly plump body in his arms, Adriaan let out a comfortable breath, but he didn't answer the question. He held her chin and kissed her rosy lips lightly before saying, "Why did you come to my office?"
"Can't I come because I want to see you?" Monica raised her eyebrows, suddenly feeling a little provocative.
"Oh, of course you can, but … then what?" As Adriaan spoke, the hand that reached from behind Monica suddenly moved up to her chest and grabbed the softness on her right side.
Monica, who let Adriaan play with her, looked at him for a few minutes, then opened her red lips and said, "It's Thanksgiving in a few days, and I want to spend it with you. How about we go to Italy?"
"Italy for Thanksgiving?" Although Adriaan was a little surprised, his hands didn't stop moving.
"Yes." After saying this word, Monica didn't say anything else. She just stared at him with her brown eyes.
Of course, Adriaan knew what she meant. In fact, he had thought about this before, and in the end, he came up with the conclusion that it was better to spend it alone. However, it seemed like this method wouldn't work now. There were at least ten days before Thanksgiving, and Monica had already sent an invitation in person. Maybe Julia would call in the next second.
Even though Julia was still keeping a distance from him during this period of time, Adrian knew that it was just a facade. How could the passion after every date be fake?
"Okay, then let's go to Italy. There are so many beautiful sceneries there that we haven't been to." After thinking for a while, Adriaan agreed to Monica's request, then leaned over and gently kissed her on the cheek.
She specifically came to his office to invite him in person. If he refused, it would only make her sad and disappointed. Although Monica basically belonged to him, this kind of thing should be avoided. As for Julia, there was still Christmas.
"Really?" Monica showed a look of surprise. After getting an affirmative answer, she immediately kissed Adriaan passionately. They entangled for a while before stopping. Her tender and sweet look was really pitiful.
"Let me think about how to make the most of these four days. Of course, it can be a little longer." Adriaan's finger gently moved across her lips. "Forget it. Why don't you arrange it?"
"Really? Then I'll really arrange it. " Monica opened her mouth and gently bit his finger. After looking at Adriaan for a long time, the corners of her mouth curled up into an enchanting smile. "By the way, Eide, have you tried having sex in the office with your little secretary?"
"Unfortunately, not yet." Adriaan sighed. He had no intention of avoiding it at all.
Although some methods were Universal, everyone was different, so he needed to think about how to achieve his goal.
"Oh, that's indeed a pity." Monica suddenly grabbed Adriaan's hand that had been placed on her chest and looked at him. Her eyes began to slowly burn.
Her black coat was hanging on a hanger, and she was wearing a blue and white striped shirt, a black vest, and snow-white trousers. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and a few bangs rested on her forehead. She was indeed a sexy stunner.
Unfortunately, before Adriaan could speak, there was a knock on the door. Adriaan, who had his hand on the button of Monica's vest, could only roll his eyes. Then, he stood up and said loudly, "Please come in."
"The guest who has an appointment with you is here, Mr. Adriaan." Charlize walked in. Although she was very good at restraining herself, she still couldn't help but glance at Monica, who was tidying up her hair and clothes.
"Since you have an appointment, then I won't disturb you, Eide." Monica stood up, took off her coat, and put it on. She picked up her handbag and said.
"Okay, be careful on the road." Adriaan nodded.
"Goodbye, don't forget our agreement." Monica walked to the door and deliberately gave Adriaan a charming look in front of Charlize. Then, she walked out.
Adriaan shrugged with a smile. Charlize then snorted softly, turned around, and walked out.
No matter what, women will not change some things. After sighing in his heart, Adriaan immediately put away his smile. Then, two young men and a child walked in.
"Hello, Mr. Adriaan." The young man stretched out his hand. Compared with a few days ago, he still looked a little thin, but his mental state was much better.
"I didn't expect you to be discharged already." Adriaan then made a gesture for him to sit down.
"If I didn't leave the hospital, even if I didn't die from smoking marijuana, I would be annoyed to death by those reporters." The young man shrugged. His unruly temperament was revealed inadvertently. It seemed that this word was naturally used to describe him.
The most eye-catching celebrity gossip since Halloween was the news that Revan Phoenix had been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment due to a drug overdose. The media ridiculed and ridiculed him one after another, claiming that it was another great example of a child star in Hollywood who had given up on himself. The youngest actor in the history of the Venice Film Festival had lost his brilliance.
They always praised you when you needed it, but once you made a mistake, they would trample you to the ground. The most obvious example was that, in Adrian's memory, the media these days should be full of nostalgia and sighs for Rui Fan, because he had already left this world due to a drug overdose and not receiving timely treatment.
"It's better not to say things like this. You have just come back from the line of life and death. You should know how precious life is," Adriaan said gently.
"Yes." Revan was silent for a few seconds, then nodded. "I've made up my mind to give up marijuana completely."
"Even if you haven't made up your mind yet, we will find a way to make you quit!" The child next to him, the youngest brother of the family, suddenly glared at him and said, "If you dare to touch that stuff again, I will teach you a lesson."
"Silver!" On the other side, Jaquin pulled his brother down, and Revan smiled and patted his brother's head affectionately.
"I promise I won't touch it again, Silver, I swear," he said softly but firmly.
The relationship between the two brothers was really good.
Silver smiled when he got the promise. Then he realized that he was in someone else's office, and it was the office of his brother's savior. He immediately stuttered, "Um, I … I'm sorry, Mr. Adriaan …"
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