There wasn't much to say about the 79th Oscars. It was just that Ellen DeGeneres was a bit of a pity. After learning from Jon Stewart's inconsistency last year, the Film Academy finally chose DeGeneres to host the Oscars this year. Unfortunately, because of the writers' strike, the ceremony wasn't fully prepared. It was originally scheduled for the 25th, but it had to be postponed to the 28th.
Even so, DeGeneres's hosting was still very successful. Her wit and humor made the hall laugh continuously. She did not hesitate to make fun of herself at all, which made people feel very close to her. Thus, the applause continued, and the ratings were not bad. If the writers had not gone on strike, the ratings would undoubtedly have been higher.
But it didn't matter. Anyway, this year's ceremony was the best in the past four or five years.
As for the various awards, although this year's Oscars didn't have strong competitors who had at least seven or eight nominations, there were still few films that could win more than four awards in a row. It seemed that the Film School still hadn't walked out of someone's shadow.
Martin Scorsese's "The Departed" was the biggest winner this year, winning Best Adapted Screenplay, Best Editing, Best Director, and Best Film. Without Adriaan, Old Martin finally fulfilled his dream of winning Best Director. Interestingly, there were three guest presenters, three of the top four Hollywood directors in the 80s: Francisco Coppola, Steven Spielberg, and George Lucas!
Basically, when they saw this combination, everyone could already tell who would win Best Director. Although this was the style of the guest presenters tonight, each award was presented by a few previous winners or industry veterans. However, the Film School still took the opportunity to make fun of Lucas to comfort Scorsese.
"We all know what it feels like to win Best Director." That was Spielberg's first sentence. Coppola immediately added, "It's a great honor."
Lucas, who was stuck in the middle, interrupted them with a gloomy look. "Wait, guys, I've never won Best Director."
Hearing this, Coppola and Spielberg looked at each other, then quickly walked to the side, away from Lucas, as if to draw a line between them. The audience suddenly burst into laughter.
So, with the two important awards, Best Director and Best Film, the Film School could be considered to have made up for Scorsese.
Although Adriaan changed a lot of things, some things remained the same. For example, Forest Whitaker became the third black Oscar winner in history. He should have been fourth, but Jamie Fox 'seat was taken by Rui Fan due to Adriaan's interference.
The most interesting award was the Best Actress Award, which was supposed to be in the bag of a miraculous director or a super director. Because Adrian did not release any works last year, it became confusing. Thus, the first black Best Actress Award in the history of the Oscars was born. That's right, Halle Berry won the Oscar for Best Actress, which should have belonged to her a few years ago with "Dance of a Condemned Prisoner."
In order to pave the way for his woman, Adriaan had been holding on to the script of "Dance of a Condemned Prisoner." At the same time, he had secretly suppressed any possible films with black women as the main characters. But now, he temporarily had no need for it. He couldn't keep the Best Actress Award forever, could he? That was why he took it out and still chose Halle Berry to star in it. Then, Miramax would release it. At least the black pearl was pretty good, wasn't it?
Frankly speaking, Halle's acting skills were only average, even in "Dance of a Condemned Prisoner." But this year, there was a black Oscar winner. Especially since there were already three black Oscar winners. Why couldn't there be a black Oscar winner? Moreover, in order to ensure this, Adriaan also played some tricks. The film that should have won the award this year had just finished production. So, just like in the past, Halle Berry won the Oscar for Best Actress because of her skin color.
Moreover, the award ceremony was quite grand. As mentioned earlier, this year's Film School award ceremony was very special. They invited previous winners or top people in the industry to appear on stage together. The guests for Best Actor and Actress and Best Supporting Actor and Actress were the five previous winners.
That's right, the guests for Best Actress were Monica Bellucci, Sophie Marceau, Nicole Kidman, Julia Roberts, and Gwyneth Paltrow. They were all Adriaan's women. Then, they stood on the stage in a semicircle and introduced the nominees one by one. Then, Nicole, who stood in the middle, handed the trophy to Halle.
This method was really meaningful, both from the point of view of the award ceremony and … from the point of view of power. Look, the five Oscar winners were all supported by super directors.
Since Adrian didn't want to release his own films for the time being, the Film Academy didn't mind giving him a chance to show off his talent. Whether they admitted it or not, Adriaan had already become the name card of Hollywood, especially after the trailer of "Iron Man" was released. So, they could only go with the flow.
So, probably because of this, Denis and his wife, Aniston, were both nominated for Best Actor and Actress because of "Blood Diamond", which Adriaan had arranged for them. Of course, there was basically no possibility of winning, but it was already very good that they could do this. They were probably now the most valuable and famous couple in Hollywood.
As for other aspects, Annie was nominated for Best Supporting Actress because she played a supporting role in "Love's Last Days" by Adriaan. Similarly, it was impossible for her to win an award. The list of Best Supporting Actress nominees was completely different from the one in Adriaan's memory. So, Tilda Swinton won the little golden statue.
Also, Adriaan didn't want to win any awards for Annie. One or two nominations was enough. It was just a reward for her obedience.
"You want more? Then you have to work harder, understand? " In the elevator inside the Kodak Theater to the parking lot, Adrian said in a condescending tone while playing with the object of passion at this year's awards ceremony.
Annie, who was panting with her hands on the elevator wall, didn't answer. She just used her toes to hold on to the soles of her high heels.
Adrian knew that she was in a mess. After all, Natalie's performance after joining them, the way she was completely immersed in herself and treated herself as … was very impactful. Although Annie had taken the initiative to appease his anger, her self-protection made her subconsciously avoid all kinds of unbearable things when facing the public. Now that she was provoked by Natalie, she could think of herself at any time. That feeling was definitely not good.
Especially on the red carpet, under the flashing lights, she suddenly felt that she was actually a different person. The strong feeling of discomfort could drive a person crazy.
But Annie couldn't get rid of it, and Natalie's actions had also misled her. The idea that "if you want more, you have to give up something more completely" kept circling in her mind. Therefore, although Adriaan knew about it, he didn't care at all. Most of the time, people adapted to the environment, especially after adapting a few times. Annie's future was already decided.
Just like that, this year's Oscars came to an end. Outside the Kodak Theater, there were still many reporters wandering around on the Walk of Fame. They wanted to take advantage of the fact that there was no Vanity Fair party tonight. Just like in the past, Vanity Fair announced that they would cancel this year's Oscars party on the grounds of supporting the writers' strike.
Especially since Adriaan had only been back for three days, no one had dug up any information from him. Although some people had already guessed something from what happened to Wilson from the Chicago Tribune, as long as they didn't ask about Charlize, or even about Charlize's father, he shouldn't care. If they could dig up some information from Adriaan that night, it would definitely be a great thing, so many reporters had been waiting outside.
Unfortunately, they didn't get to see it. Without the Vanity Fair party, it was easier for Adriaan to leave. Moreover, without this party, Vanity Fair wouldn't be holding it. Adrian would be holding it himself, and it would be held in his own mansion. The reporters wouldn't be able to track him down.
Another advantage of holding a party in his own mansion was that he could invite more people, and it would be more convenient for him to do certain things.
"This is indeed a failed experiment, although I don't want to admit it." Standing in a corner of the lively hall, Sophia Coppola sighed gloomily. "What can I say? Eide guessed it right again. When he refused to invest, he clearly told me that I'm not suitable for this type of movie. "
"Don't be discouraged, Sophie. This is normal. Although I can't represent all French people, at least in my opinion, whether it's your direction or Kirsten's performance, at least, is very good." Sophie said comfortingly, "Besides, 'The Unparalleled Empress' also won the Best Costume Design Award, didn't it?"
In 2006, Sophia released her long-planned biopic about French Queen Marie Antoinette. Despite Adrian's constant persuasion that she was not suitable for this kind of film, and the French seemed to be looking forward to it now. However, when the time came, she still insisted on pulling in 100 million euros of investment.
Not only that, she also pulled Kirsten to be the lead actress. Needless to say, the result was a mess at the box office, and the reputation was quite terrible. The French people were even more ridiculing and criticizing her. Fortunately, Adriaan had made sufficient arrangements for the little vixen, so he didn't have to worry about her. However, Sophia would probably be depressed for a while, even if the movie won the Best Costume Design Award at the Oscars.
"Yes, one failure doesn't mean anything. Instead, it will make you do better next time," Monica echoed. Wherever Sophie was, she would be there.
"At least one guy hasn't failed yet." Sophia, who wanted to change the topic and talk about something happy, couldn't help but sigh again.
"Of course, ordinary geniuses can't be compared to perverts." Sophie said humorously. Of course, she knew who Sophia was talking about. She had a good relationship with Sophia, and she was currently turning into a director. She had also made some achievements, so she and Sophia were getting along well.
"You call him that?" Sophia was a little surprised. Then, she looked around. "By the way, where is he now?"
"Where else can he be?" Kirsten, who hadn't spoken much, sighed. Sophia raised her eyebrows and looked at Sophie and Monica, who looked unhappy.
Although she had almost no "in-depth" communication with Adriaan in the past two years, Sophia, who had slept with him several times and even had a threesome, understood. Yes, with that man's style, where else could he be at this time?
Screams, moans, and gasps echoed in the room. The petite girl leaned against the wall and wrapped around Adriaan's body like an octopus, moving intensely.
After a few excited screams, their bodies began to tremble. However, when Adriaan was about to pull away, she raised her little butt and said incoherently, "Just … just like this … just like this!"
"Ellen …" Adriaan reminded her, but Ellen Page, who was holding his neck, wrapped her legs even tighter.
"It's okay … It's a safe period … I'm sure … I just want to feel it … I beg you, Ed …" Even though his light brown eyes were blurry and his baby face was flushed, the insistence and pleading in his eyes were exceptionally obvious. His not-so-pretty face was exceptionally charming at that moment.
Since that was the case, Adriaan did not insist, and the two then became even more tightly entwined until they reached the peak. After a while, they sat down to tidy up their clothes. Even so, they still hugged and kissed each other passionately from time to time. Ellen was especially proactive, as if she wanted to use up all the kisses in her life.
After another intense kiss, Ellen, who was holding Adriaan's face, said reluctantly, "Then … I'll leave first."
"Okay." Adriaan replied briefly, and then moved closer to her and used his tongue and lips to entangle with her again. Only then did he watch the young lady leave the room.
What a pity. Every time this happened, he could not help but sigh in his heart. Adriaan and Ellen did not have sex many times, and only the first time was in the bedroom. The other times were on different occasions, and it was intense every time. Both of them seemed to be fully expressing their passion.
In short, there was a kind of simple but attractive attraction. He had not felt this way for a long time. Why did he not make a move on such a cute girl earlier? That was what Adriaan thought. Perhaps Ellen felt the same way, so she loved every opportunity. This time, she simply let him stay inside.
But Adriaan did not have any more plans. Some things could only be felt from a distance, and he did not want to destroy this subtle and very comfortable connection. He believed that Ellen would not either. Otherwise, this smart girl would not leave so quickly after every end. So … it was a pity, there were always regrets in life.
Sighing again, Adriaan got up and went out of the room. But if he thought that his hunt for a beauty tonight was over, then he was gravely mistaken. As soon as he returned to the mansion, the party had just started, and he found a place to have sex with Stoya. And before he and Ellen were passionately entangled, Emma Stone had already given him a blow job at the staircase, so …
"Hey, look who's here. Why are you here alone, Eide?" When Adriaan walked to the end of the corridor, he heard a laughing voice coming from beside him.
Turning his head, he saw the Deschet sisters walking towards him arm in arm with glasses of wine in their hands. Both of them were blushing, and from the way they staggered, it was obvious that they had drunk too much tonight.
"Hello, Eide, what are you doing? Are we that good-looking? " Emily, who did not get an answer, shouted in dissatisfaction. She even waved her hand in front of his face twice, and then laughed again. "By the way, Zooey, what do we usually call this kind of guy who looks silly when looking at girls?"
Roland had to admit that Emily's accent was actually very pleasant, a little magnetic, and very sexy.
"Do you really think he looks silly when looking at us, Emily?" Zooey raised her finger and moved it twice on the left side of her forehead. "Maybe he's thinking about something dirty in his head, and he's waiting for us to let our guard down."
Well, Zooey's accent was similar to Emily's, but it also had its own characteristics. This pair of beautiful sisters was actually not bad.
"It's possible, Zooey." Emily rolled her eyes and thought for a moment. "So …"
"Strike first and gain the upper hand!" Zooey concluded. Then, the two sisters quickly stepped forward, took Adriaan's arms on each side, and led him to a nearby room.
"Wait, what are you doing?" After being stunned for a few seconds, Adrian asked as he was almost brought into the house. He even swayed his body — of course, he didn't really struggle.
"Shut up, Eide!" Emily pressed him down on the chair and put the glass in her hand on the coffee table in front of him. "We need your 'Dick' to solve his physiological problems!"
Zooey did not say anything. After sitting next to him, she skillfully unzipped his pants and leaned down. Emily, who sat on the other side of him, followed.
Feeling the provocation, Adriaan immediately took a deep breath, and then rolled his eyes and smiled bitterly. What the hell is going on? And every time I have a threesome with the Deschutes, they are always like this. Being carefree, they always take the initiative. In this case … who is playing who?
Well, I have to show them what I'm made of. Adriaan, who was enjoying himself, thought to himself. Then, he immediately took a deep breath under the intense stimulation. Because when he stood up, Emily and Zooey stood up at the same time, poured the rest of the wine in their glasses into their mouths, and then leaned down again.
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