Chapter 84
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In China, there was no clear dividing line between commercial and artistic films. Most movies were simply labeled as "drama films", so there was a lot of debate on this point.
In the eyes of old-school filmmakers, artistic films represented the highest artistic pursuit of a director. They were often focused on expressing the director's artistic soul and did not want to be stained with the smell of money. Therefore, they preferred movies that were not expensive but had a high degree of completion, with great content and shooting techniques.
Nowadays, this standard was somewhat disdainful to some bold and original independent filmmakers who did not stick to the same mold.
A good movie was good, and a bad movie was bad. Wasn't it better to shoot a movie that was full of artistic feeling and could sell well?
"Cat and An Xue" was not inferior to the other movies in terms of artistic expression. At the same time, the rhythm was smooth, and the plot was captivating. Wasn't it the perfect combination of artistic and commercial films in the hearts of countless people?
The criticism also represented the hearts of countless people in the audience.
Unfortunately, the filmmakers who occupied the judges' seats at the major film awards ceremonies were not young and did not have the courage to break the rules.
Although they did not say it on the surface, and all of them listed "Cat and An Xue" as a candidate for the award, they still did not agree with the high commercial value of this film.
Even if Meng Chuan and the others did not understand it once or twice, they understood it later.
They were frustrated and felt that it was indeed difficult to survive in the film industry. It was not enough just to make a good movie.
Meng Chuan took a sip of wine and sighed. "Forget about me. What's wrong with you? It's understandable that you didn't get a Best Actor award. After all, you're so young. But why didn't you even get a 'Newcomer Award'? What is your company doing? "
There was no absolute fairness in the world. In addition, there were good and bad film awards ceremonies in China and abroad. The top award ceremony judges paid attention to qualifications. The slightly better awards ceremony would also consider connections and reputation. The worse ones would need the popularity of the actors and the support of the companies behind them to maintain appearances …
In short, there were undercurrents in the game behind the scenes. If the company did not put in enough effort for the artists, it would be difficult for them to stand out in this field of stardom even if they were capable.
Meng Chuan had worked hard overseas in his early years and had seen many superstars with superb acting skills. After returning to China, he had also worked with many actors.
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that with Zhou Yuhe's performance in the movie, not to mention a Best Newcomer Award, he was definitely worthy of the Best Actor Award!
It was just that he was too young and had no foundation in the industry. He was not playing cards at the same table as those male actors vying for Best Actor.
Meng Chuan had personally witnessed the transformation of a young man with such great potential. He was naturally indignant about the cold treatment he received.
Zhou Yuhe's face was indifferent. It was just a Newcomer Award. He had seen all kinds of storms in his previous life. He wouldn't go to the extent of jumping up and down over such a small matter. However, the development of this matter made him feel vaguely annoyed.
He said, "I.S. is in a mess internally. Who has the time to care about an artist like me winning an award?"
When Meng Chuan and his assistant heard this, their expressions turned serious.
He had heard some news recently. He had thought that it was groundless, but now …
Meng Chuan leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Could it be that Old Master Ji really …?"
Zhou Yuhe glanced at him and Meng Chuan immediately fell silent.
Recently, there had been rumors in the company that Old Master Ji had been hospitalized three times. This news made some people in the company eager to make a move.
Ji Chen's uncle, Ji Yuan, was ruthless, but he wasn't magnanimous enough. He didn't have a good reputation in the entertainment industry in recent years. In addition, he was involved in the death of his second son, Ji Chen's father. He wasn't a suitable successor in Old Master Ji's heart.
At that time, Ji Chen was still young. In order to protect his grandson from being tortured by the Ji family, Old Master Ji gave Ji Yuan power and let him use the real power of the Ji family to attract attention in front of others. He and his grandson secretly accumulated power.
Unexpectedly, this was left for many years. When Ji Chen grew up, he couldn't take it back even if he wanted to.
Old Master Ji was sick and didn't take care of the company's trivial matters all year round. He left it all to Ji Yuan and the professional management team he hired.
Under Ji Yuan's many years of management, I.S. had changed a lot. The senior executives were loyal to him.
Compared to the family business, the current I.S. Corporation was more like his private property. He would promote whoever he liked. Whoever offended him would no longer have a place in the I.S. Corporation.
To break through such an iron plate, Ji Chen's road to the position was obviously full of difficulties.
Fortunately, Ji Chen was a hundred times better than his uncle. Not only did he not lose to his uncle, but his schemes were also shocking.
He took a different path. He didn't enter I.S.'s senior management as a manager. Instead, he became I.S.'s artist and started from the entertainment industry.
Over the years, he seemed to be obsessed with fun and unrestrained, but in fact, he had accumulated many connections.
In the company, he used his identity as an artist as a cover and took advantage of Ji Yuan's weakness of nepotism to rope in a group of employees and senior executives who had long had Weibo.
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