As soon as Adriaan finished speaking and before Simpson could answer, Harvey Weinstein's eyes lit up.
"I have no doubt about that, so Dunn, you must get better as soon as possible. There are more outstanding films waiting for you," he said quickly, with a faint excitement in his eyes.
Although Trespassing Island did not make it in time for the Thanksgiving to Christmas schedule due to post-production, it was set to be released in the New Year's schedule. Whether it was the internal test screening or the public test screening, it was well received commercially. Although the Weinstein brothers started out as an independent film company and had a good reputation, if it were not for the emergence of Adriaan, Miramax's current reputation would be a level higher.
But their ambition was not limited to this. Becoming a big company in Hollywood and the seven major film companies was their goal. Otherwise, why would they always want to invest in big productions? Now that Adriaan had given them this opportunity, and at the internal test screening, they were also very optimistic about the commercial prospects of Trespassing Island. The Weinstein brothers had worked hard in Hollywood for more than a decade, so they certainly had this foresight. Coupled with the constant praise after the test screening, they naturally wanted to continue working hard.
"Don't worry, Harvey. There will be opportunities in the future, right, Dunn?" Adriaan smiled in his heart and then said in support.
It was also a good thing to continue working with Simpson and Bruckheimer. As mentioned earlier, although Bruckheimer had an outstanding eye for business, otherwise, he would not have the title of a gold medal producer. However, when it came to pursuing commercial value, he could also cater to the tastes of mainstream society. He was not as good as Simpson. Adriaan wanted to know what certain films would be like with Simpson's participation. It would be good if he could teach Michael Bay a lesson.
Michael Bay was not bad as a director, but once he became a producer, he would get a little carried forward and not consider other situations at the same time. But as he achieved success step by step, demanding the producer's authority was something that every well-known director would do. Therefore, he could only hope that he could learn something from Simpson, whose status was higher than Bruckheimer's.
Of course, it was better to keep some movies as they were. Simpson also had areas that he was not good at. These were all things that he had to consider and grasp.
"Of course, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future." Simpson replied with a smile. He knew that Adriaan had warned him more than once about his drug problem. This near-death experience had made him realize the value of life, so he was somewhat grateful. Moreover, Adriaan's current reputation was at its peak, whether it was in directing, producing, or other aspects. How could he refuse?
Even though they spoke vaguely, the matter was already settled. After a few more words, Adriaan began to look around absent-mindedly.
Weinstein noticed his situation and immediately said teasingly, "Well, it seems that Eide's attention has turned to other things. Let's not hold him up."
As he spoke, he winked at Adrian with a hint of envy in his eyes. The others also smiled knowingly at the same time. Simpson was probably recuperating during this time and did not know what was going on. After Bruckheimer whispered a few words to him, he immediately reacted and smiled in the same way as them.
"Harvey is right, we can't hold you up. Eide, hurry up and go," he said with a laugh.
Looking at the group of people shaking their heads in amusement, Adriaan walked straight to the other side of the hall. Today's reception was not held for the release of Brave Island. Today's reception …
"Hi, Gwyneth, you look so beautiful today." He came to the side of a tall girl dressed in a white long-sleeved evening gown.
"Oh, Eide, you're finally willing to come." Gwyneth turned her head and looked at him with a charming and charming smile.
The two men next to her wanted to say a few more words, but when they saw this scene, they immediately understood that they had no chance. However, this did not prevent them from turning their attention to Adriaan. Needless to say, it was a man who could make a beautiful woman like Gwyneth Paltrow treat him so intimately.
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Adriaan. I'm Paul Hansen!"
"Hello, Mr. Adriaan, I'm Carl Dreyfus!"
The two men began to introduce themselves. Adriaan nodded politely, shook hands with them, and chatted. One of the two men was his agent, and the other was the actor he was responsible for. Although he had never heard of their names, Adriaan did not show any impatience or disdain. This was one of the most basic social etiquette. A well-educated person would not show it on his face even if he looked down on the other party in his heart.
Hansen and Dreyfus were also very tactful. They knew that Adriaan and Gwyneth had something to say, so after chatting for a while and leaving an impression, they quickly left.
"How many times has this been?" Adriaan asked teasingly after calling the waiter over with a plate and fetching two glasses of champagne.
"You've been paying attention to me, so you should know." Gwyneth shrugged, and the corners of her mouth curled up to make her look very playful. Her golden hair was curled on both sides, making her look even more delicate.
"Congratulations, Gwyneth." Adriaan raised his glass, then pretended to sigh. "You're better off than me now. Those film critics are now saying that my latest movie is insincere."
His serious look immediately made Gwyneth giggle. "Oh, come on, Eide, that's just a small number of people. Everyone knows that they're nitpicking."
"But I still feel very unlucky." Adriaan spread his hands innocently.
Speaking of which, he was indeed a bit unlucky. When he directed Braveheart, he had carefully filled in a lot of loopholes in the original version, except for some necessary things, such as the Scottish skirt, as the British film critic, Mr. Johnnie Stanley, said, to distinguish the two camps of characters, or Isabelle's age, which was to further enrich the image of Sophie Marceau and to further enrich the image of William Wallace.
But, after all, it was his first time directing a cold weapon war scene, so it was inevitable that there would be mistakes. He had also studied the scene of the helmet appearing and then putting it on after reading the film review. The total time was less than 20 seconds, much better than the original scene where the sword was sometimes in his hand and sometimes in his hand was empty. Basically, there was basically only one problem in the whole movie, but the other party had caught it and publicized it, as if there were loopholes everywhere.
However, it had to be admitted that Mr. Stanley knew a lot about Hollywood. At least the satirical description of Isabelle was the original plot. When Adriaan read this part, he laughed out loud.
"If that's the case, then shouldn't I be sighing with you?" Gwenis blinked her eyes and said deliberately.
"Oh, of course not, my dear. You should be happy today. You know, this is your first Best Actress nomination." Adriaan immediately laughed.
Yes, it was her first Best Actress nomination, but it was not an Oscar, but a Golden Globe. Every year, the Golden Globes would announce the list of nominees in mid-December. This time, Gwyneth was on the list because of Emma. However, this was not Adriaan's idea. He originally wanted to rely on the big ship to get her a Best Actress Oscar nomination, but Miramax, who was in charge of the distribution, reported it to the Golden Globes, and after some PR, she was nominated for Best Actress.
When Gwyneth heard the news, she was overjoyed. Adriaan went with the flow and prepared a party to celebrate. Although it was Harvey Weinstein's decision, getting a nomination was not a bad thing. Although the Golden Globes did not have as much weight as the Oscars, it was more reliable than the Association Awards. It was also a kind of qualification.
Of course, there was no need to get it. Gwyneth was a little young. Although Adriaan believed that if he asked for it, with the Weinstein brothers's PR ability, Laffern's help, and the support of his resources, the probability of getting it was more than 90%, it was not good to be too aggressive. Besides, the Golden Globes had been criticized a lot in this aspect. If Gwyneth rashly got involved, it would affect her future.
Of course, Adriaan would not say these words now. Immediately, he held Gwyneth's arm and took the wine glass to the corner, chatting affectionately.
"Mom and Dad called me immediately to congratulate me. At that time, I didn't even have time to react. I just responded on the phone. Now that I think about it, I was really stupid. " Gwyneth said excitedly. Because she drank a little too much champagne, her face was red, and her eyes looked a little tipsy.
"It's normal. When I learned from my subordinates that I was nominated for the Academy Award for Best Director, I didn't feel anything. After a while, I realized that the name Oscar seemed to be familiar." Adriaan shrugged.
"Of course, long before the Oscars, you had won a lot of honors. The Oscars are just a piece of cake for you." Gwyneth looked at him with a smile, then her voice became very soft, and her eyes became a little hazy. "I love you, Eide. You are really charming and talented, but sometimes I hate you."
"Why?" Adriaan raised his eyebrows even though he already knew the answer. Before Gwyneth could answer, a familiar voice came into his ears. "Do you even need to ask?"
Kate Blanchett appeared in front of them in a pink dress. Her golden hair was shorter and straighter, making her look even more heroic. Compared to her outfit, there was a distinct charm in the obvious contrast. In particular, the dress had a high slit, almost reaching the bottom of her thighs. Her long legs were half-covered and half-naked, making people involuntarily want to imagine what kind of scenery there was under the dress. She was also holding a wine glass with an ambiguous smile. Her face was also red, and it seemed that she had drunk a lot. It was really quite tempting.
"Hi, Kate, I'm so happy that you came to the celebratory reception." Gwyneth immediately leaned towards Adriaan and emphasized the two words "celebratory reception."
"Oh, of course. After all, your performance in 'Emma' was really outstanding, Gwyneth," Blanchett said with a smile. Blanchett smiled. "If Ed didn't choose you as the female lead back then, it would have been terrible."
Gwyneth's expression changed slightly, but it wasn't very obvious. She still maintained her smile. "Maybe, but I still envy you. Eide spent a lot of effort to invite you to be the female lead in 'Speed'."
Blanchett bit her lower lip gently. Her action was very subtle, and no one except Adriaan noticed it, including Gwyneth.
"That's true. I can still remember Eide's sincerity." She looked at Adriaan. Her grayish-blue eyes were different from Gwyneth's grayish-green eyes.
"Yeah, so we both got good roles, didn't we?" Gwyneth smiled cunningly and at the same time, there was a hint of disdain.
Adrian smiled bitterly in his heart as he watched the two women engaged in a battle of words. When he was conversing with Weinstein and the others, he had also noticed Blanchett's figure. However, most of his attention was on Weinstein and the others, as well as Gwyneth. Blanchett was good at hiding herself, and he usually only saw her back, so he wasn't sure. He didn't expect that she would really come.
"Alright, beautiful ladies, let's change the topic." Adriaan interrupted the two women who wanted to continue arguing. He couldn't let them continue like this.
"I'm a little tired, Eide. Let's find a place to rest for a while." Gwyneth snorted at Blanchett, and then held Adriaan's arm and said softly.
"I have something important to talk to you about, Eide. Maybe we can go out for a walk?" Blanchett brushed her hair behind her ear, and her casual look made her look extremely charming.
This was equivalent to forcing Adriaan to make a choice, but was he that easy to deal with? He immediately coughed, looked at them, and said in a serious tone, "I have a long-term private room on the top floor of this hotel. We can go there directly by taking the elevator. Maybe we can go there together to talk?"
After hearing this, the two women couldn't help but show a stunned expression. This invitation could be very ordinary, but it could also be very special and unusual.
A sullen look flashed in Blanchett's eyes. She was about to refuse, but after seeing Gwyneth, another wave of anger rose in her heart. The other party held Adriaan's arm, and her whole body was pressed against him, and she did not hide the smug and provocative look.
Thinking back to the various comparisons made by the media, the long-accumulated dissatisfaction and anger completely changed the target, coupled with the effect of the alcohol, Blanchett's words immediately changed.
"I'll be happy to keep you company!" She straightened her chest and raised her chin high, arrogant like a queen.
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Blanchett's eyelashes fluttered, and she seemed to be hovering between being awake and unconscious. She slightly moved her naked body under the quilt, and then moved her arm. A murmur sounded in her ear, very low, but with an indescribable temptation, and at the same time, a smooth and tender feeling came from her hand.
She subconsciously squeezed it, and the murmur suddenly became a lot louder. Blanchett raised her head in a daze, and her eyes were still closed. She instinctively found the place where the sound came from, and covered it with her mouth. The sound of kissing and sucking rang out. At first, she was the one leading, but then the other party began to compete. The exchange immediately stimulated her nerves, and she immediately hugged the other party with both hands and caressed the other party's body.
But as she became more and more clear-headed, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. How could the other party's body be so soft? Especially when she half turned over to press on the other party, why was the touch on her chest so strange? Thinking of this, Blanchett hurriedly opened her eyes, and the other party also seemed to notice something and opened his eyes.
Although the room was a little dark, it was already daytime outside. With the light that penetrated in, the two finally saw each other's faces clearly. Both of them screamed, pushed each other away and leaned back. Then, Blanchett's back hit a strong chest, and then a familiar voice with a hint of ridicule rang out, "Hey, babies, don't get excited, okay?"
"Eide?" Blanchett asked in surprise. At this moment, Gwyneth climbed up from the ground with a swoosh, and did not bother to put on her clothes, and opened the window curtains.
The dazzling sunlight shone in, and Blanchett squinted her eyes. She used her hand to block the light, and then sat up with the quilt in her arms. She looked at Gwyneth, who was also sitting on the ground with the quilt pulled to her chest, and at Adriaan, who was half-lying on the ground with a smile on his face. He was also naked, and there was something that seemed like it would never soften.
"What … What's going on?" Blanchett asked after a while, but she knew the answer after glancing around.
The room was a mess. Not to mention the clothes and furniture that were scattered all over the floor, just by looking at the big bed next to it, it was obvious what happened last night.
"Eide! What happened! "Blanchett stared at Adriaan angrily and roared.
"As you can see, that's what happened." Adriaan spread out his hands, "I don't think you've forgotten, right?"
He stretched out his finger and twirled it in his head, "Try to recall it, Kate. You should be able to remember it."
Blanchett took a deep breath, forced herself to suppress her anger, and carefully searched in her memory. She remembered that when she was arguing with Gwyneth, Adriaan invited them to the room on the top floor of the hotel for a chat. She also knew the possible meaning behind it. She wanted to refuse, but Gwyneth provoked her first, so she agreed on impulse.
But she knew that was absolutely not what she meant. All she wanted was to knock down the other party and drive him out. She also knew that Gwyneth must have thought the same, but why …
Suddenly, a scene came into her mind. Blanchett suddenly trembled, and her face turned red and white.
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