"No matter what, I still have to congratulate you, Jane. You've directed a very good movie." In the middle of the not-so-spacious living room, Adriaan raised the glass in his hand to Jane Campion. "At the same time, congratulations to Harvey and Holly for winning the Best Actor and Actress award at Venice. Especially Harvey, he doesn't have Mr. Wolf's calmness in Pulp Fiction at all. I didn't recognize him the first time I saw him, and I almost couldn't help but ask Jane, 'Hey, which Maori tribe did you find him from?'"
The people around them burst into laughter, attracting the attention of the people who were standing around and talking to each other.
"Thank you, Eide. Without your support, I don't know how long it would have taken me to finish this movie," Campion said with some emotion.
"Don't say that, Jane. I just happened to be here. Good movies never lack investors. Even without me, there would be others who would support you in making this movie. " Adriaan said humbly, and then he thought of something. "Right, if you've prepared the script, I can bring it back when I return to Los Angeles. That way, it can be published at the same time as the official release of The Piano Class."
"No problem. I'll get someone to bring it to you later." Campion nodded excitedly. His dazzling appearance made him look ten years younger.
This was the benefit of having a publishing company. One of the reasons he was able to convince Campion to turn the movie into a novel and publish it.
After chatting for a while, Adriaan found an excuse and left the crowd. Although Campion's party was held in his apartment in Sydney, there were a lot of people invited, so they all stood or sat close together. Adriaan couldn't find a quiet corner even if he wanted to.
Finally, he looked left and right. After the man and woman on the balcony left, he slowly walked over. Sydney was brightly lit at night. Campion's apartment was in a good location. It had a gorgeous night view and a charming view of the sea. The sea breeze gently blew against his face, and he could almost smell a fishy smell. Adriaan stretched out his arms, took a deep breath, and then yawned.
He had arrived in Sydney yesterday. The flight from Los Angeles to Sydney was one of the longest non-stop flights in the world. It took at least six time zones and a day change route. Such a long flight couldn't be completed in just 24 hours, so he had been feeling a little uncomfortable. Coupled with the fact that he had to deal with Campion and the others, even though Adriaan was known for his energy, he still felt a little tired.
Frankly speaking, he didn't really like female directors, especially those who were involved in artistic films. It wasn't that he was sexist, it was just that women always mixed in too much emotion when they were directing. This kind of thing could be very attractive if it was used appropriately, but once it was overdone, it would seem very pretentious and awkward.
From Adrian's point of view, if a female director really wanted to train her ability, she might as well direct a couple of action movies and master the balance between rationality and sensibility. Although Leni Riefenstahl had made a lot of movies for the Nazis, her grasp of this balance was not something that these female directors could compare to.
Even so, there were still many people who liked this kind of emotional style. They thought that this was the style that a female director should have. Well, this had nothing to do with Adriaan. As long as "The Piano Class" could add to his record, he didn't care if it was emotional or not.
In this way, "The Piano Class" could be arranged to be shown first. Winning the Golden Lion in Venice was also a publicity stunt. Adriaan looked at the looming skyscrapers and calculated in his mind. Just then, the sound of a door opening came from the side. A tall and graceful figure walked to the balcony. She placed her hands on the balcony and sighed softly.
She then realized that there was someone else on the balcony. After a little shock, she showed an apologetic expression.
"Sorry, I thought there was no one here." The woman smiled and said. She was wearing a white turtleneck sweater, denim trousers, and high-heeled boots. Her facial features were well-defined, but there was a gentleness that only women had. The light in the room shone on her face, making her light blue eyes look especially beautiful.
She wasn't very beautiful, but she had an indescribable temperament. Just then, the sea breeze blew. She reached out and brushed her hair. It was very charming.
"It's okay." Adriaan spread his hands elegantly. "I wanted to be alone for a while, so I came to the balcony. It's a good place to think quietly. The only regret is that it's a little … cold. "
The girl couldn't help but chuckle. "Of course you'll feel cold wearing so little."
"I can't help it. I left in a hurry and forgot to bring clothes." Adriaan complained. "It's still summer in Los Angeles."
"You're from Los Angeles?" The girl showed a curious look.
"Yes, I invested and distributed Jane's movie. It won the Golden Lion at the Venice Film Festival this time. Of course, I have to come to congratulate it," Adriaan said, gesturing.
"So you're that …" The girl looked up, but she couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time. In the end, she looked at Adriaan with a wry smile. "Sorry, I should have remembered. I heard it when I came."
"It's okay." Adriaan shook his head indifferently and then reached out his hand. "Adrian Kewell, nice to meet you. You can call me Adriaan or Eide."
"Catherine Alice Blanchett, please call me Kate." The girl shook hands with him. "Nice to meet you too, Eide."
Although he had already confirmed it in his heart, when he heard the name, Adriaan couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.
"I believe many people, especially men, have said this to you, but I still have to repeat it. You are very beautiful, Kate." The corners of Adriaan's mouth slightly curled up, drawing a very beautiful arc.
"Beautiful?" Blanchett suddenly sighed. "Unfortunately, most people don't think so. They always say that my facial features are too stiff, and sometimes I look more like a man. It's far from the word beautiful."
Even if she was the future 'Queen', she was still a young woman with a bit of inexperience and lack of confidence. Adriaan sighed a little in his heart, and his interest in her grew.
"I think you may have misunderstood something, Kate." Adriaan said calmly, "The 'beautiful' you mentioned should actually mean 'pretty', right?"
"What's the difference?" Blanchett looked at Adriaan doubtfully.
"Of course, the former is a feeling, and the latter is just a description, a description of the appearance." Adriaan looked at Blanchett with his dark eyes unblinking. "I heard a saying, Kate, and I think it's very true. There are only lazy women in the world, and there are no ugly women."
He didn't hide the admiration in his eyes at all. "Yes, whether a woman is beautiful or not depends on whether she knows how to dress herself, put on makeup, dress, and present herself. But if these don't match her temperament or even contradict her, can this woman still be considered beautiful? Beauty is a feeling, and this feeling not only comes from the appearance but also the temperament. Although we have only known each other for a few minutes, and we don't know each other well, your temperament is quite good … "
Speaking of this, Adriaan suddenly closed his mouth. After staring at Blanchett for a few minutes, he smiled again. "Have you ever had acting experience, Kate?"
"What?" Blanchett was a little confused. She didn't understand why he suddenly changed the topic.
"Since you attended Jane's celebration party, even if you are not an actor, you should be related to one, right?" Adriaan touched his chin and asked.
"Well … In fact, a friend of mine invited me. She is a photographer." Blanchett shrugged.
"Really?" Adriaan looked at her in amazement.
"Of course — not!" A sly look flashed in the girl's eyes. "In fact, I just graduated from the Australian National Academy of Arts and Drama last year. I have acted in many plays, especially Shakespeare's plays."
"Great, it seems that my hunch was right." Adriaan breathed a sigh of relief exaggeratedly, and then his eyes became eager. "There is a role that suits you very well, Kate. Maybe you would like to audition?"
"Role?" Blanchett blinked in surprise. "You mean … acting in a movie?"
"Yes, that's right." Adriaan nodded. "Would you like to try? The script has been in my hands for a long time, but there has been no suitable candidate. Not long ago, the male lead was decided, but the female lead has not been decided yet. "
"Don't you think … don't you think …" Blanchett gestured as if she wanted to laugh but didn't know how to laugh. "I mean, we have only known each other for a few minutes, and then you suddenly invite me to audition for a movie. This is really a bit …"
"I know it's a little abrupt, but please believe me, you have that kind of temperament, that kind of strong, a little cold, a little weak, and very independent temperament, very much in line with the needs." Adriaan said eloquently. "At least participate in the audition, right?"
"Well … Well, I want to say that I'm very honored, but …" Blanchett was at a loss. She chuckled and then revealed a distressed look.
At this moment, Jane Campion appeared at the entrance of the balcony. "So you are here, Eide. Sam is finally here …"
"You came just in time, Jane. Help me." Without waiting for her to finish, Adriaan pulled her to the balcony and then introduced Blanchett. "This is Kate, Kate Blanchett."
"Hello, Kate." Campion reached out her hand.
"Hello, Ms. Campion. I like your movies very much. Whether it is' Sweet Sister 'or' Angel at the Same Table with Me, 'they are all very good," Blanchett said with a little excitement.
"Very well, now that you know each other, then." Adriaan coughed dryly. "Now I want to invite Kate to audition for a movie. I think she is very suitable, but she is a little hesitant, so I hope you can help me convince her!"
"Ha, someone is actually hesitant about an audition invitation from a famous director." Campion looked at Blanchett in surprise.
"A famous director?" The girl looked at Campion in confusion, and then at Adriaan.
"Don't tell me you don't know who he is, dear."
