Two more days later, the filming of "Two Big Bullets" was finally completed, which made the entire crew cheer.
For the second and third-rate actors participating in the performance, it is really a happy thing to not have to be tortured by this terrible director.
The staff who had to continue to follow would not be so lucky. Although Adrian mercifully gave them two days off,...
Take a break, the next time will be more urgent, and I will squeeze out every part of your energy.Adrian announced this, and Dennis was also included.
Even if you can't help with your professionalism, it shouldn't be difficult to provide services, right?There is no way, the budget and staff are not enough, anyway, this is your business.
Adrian said temptingly, Dennis, who had originally planned to have fun in London for a few days, had to give up this idea.
Adrian actually didn't want this, but as he said to Dennis, there was not enough manpower, and he had to do it himself in the post-production editing.
In addition, time is tight, and it is less than a month before the registration deadline for the Venice Film Festival, so I had to let Dennis and a few staff take care of all the trivialities so that I can hurry up and edit every minute and every second.
The day after tomorrow, I was probably working crazy in my studio in London.After looking at the time, Adrian sighed and seized the time to rest.
After counting his things, he walked out of the room and came to the hotel reception hall, leaning against the door and looking at the scenery on the street.
After about ten minutes of touching, he looked at the time again and counted in his mind. After counting to the 50th, the person he had to wait for appeared at the stairs of the hotel.
Hello Miss Becchensa.Adrian waved hello.
Hello, Mr. Cowell.Catherine, who was carrying a bag, smiled and pointed, without any other expressions.
I thought you had gone back, and your mother called to inquire the day before yesterday.Judging from her tone, it seems that if you don’t go back, she will come over.Adrian said in a jokey tone.
She always does this.Catherine smiled and shrugged, then changed the subject: To be honest, if it weren't for your intentional difficulties, maybe I would have gone back long ago.
Hey, we said it was already even.
Adrian reminded him, looking a little annoyed. Catherine couldn't help laughing and waved her right hand: OK, it's even, I won't mention it.
Are you busy going back?If you are not busy, how about going to have a cup of black tea together?Adrian asked.
A shocked expression flashed across Catherine's face. After hesitating for a few seconds, she nodded: OK.
The two chatted and walked around the street for a few times, and finally found a small cafe with a pretty good environment.
You mean, you have hardly visited this town since the start of the shooting, Mr. Cowell?After sending the waiter, Catherine asked curiously.
Let's call me Ed. The two names of sir and sir have been used too long.Adrian said with a smile.
OK, Ed, you can call me Kate, my friends call me that.Catherine didn't refuse either.
You probably heard that I have been rushing to shoot for some reason, and I have to write some novel clips or outlines of some scripts I think of every day. Except for filming, I have basically never walked outside.
Adrian explained.
Do you know, Ed, you are really a strange person. You are also writing novels while making movies. Not only do you write great things, but you can also come up with an... interesting idea in such a short time.
Speaking of this, a hint of blush flashed across Catherine's face.
I wasted too much time before and always wanted to seize everything.
Adrian shrugged, and, strangeness is not a good word. I don't think I'm comparable to the guy who likes to dye his hair colorfully, rides Harley around in a black leather jacket, or is wearing a plaid shirt and a straw hat sitting around the corner of the street looking at beauties all day.
Catherine couldn't help but laugh: I didn't say that, you said it yourself.
Then she looked at Adrian with interest: To be honest, you are very different today than before!
After these two days of rest, letting go of those troublesome things will naturally be different.
Adrian suddenly sighed as he said, but there were only two days left. After returning to London, he had to start working later. It's a hell!I haven't been to London since my grandmother passed away, and I really want to have a good time.
Is your grandmother British?Catherine asked curiously.
When I was a child, I often traveled between Los Angeles and London, and except for my parents, I was closest to her.Adrian nodded.
No wonder you speak so well in London accent.
If you want to hear it, I will also have a little bit of accent in Oxfordshire or Cornwall.
The conversation started. Although the topics were all about trivial things in life and they said whatever they thought, the two of them were still very enthusiastic about it.
Drinking black tea, a few chuckles sounded from time to time, and the sun rarely emerged from the thick clouds, adding a warm tone to this somewhat deserted cafe through the window.
So, why do you have to participate in the Venice Film Festival?There is more than one film festival in the world.You don’t have to worry about it, and after making it better, you can attend other film festivals Ah!
As we chatted, Katherine talked about the movie.
Because of time, I wasted a lot of time.Adrian sighed.
Wasted a lot of time?Catherine was puzzled.
Yes... Adrian lowered his eyelids and moved his fingers. My parents passed away two years ago, and it was a plane crash.
Catherine whispered.
I'm very sorry!She said so.
It's nothing, it's much better now, but... Adrian looked out the window, and the sunshine shining from the thick clouds made the streets much brighter. I had been drinking for two years, got up very late every day, and then went out to fool around. I didn't go home in the early morning and returned to the empty home.
Catherine also fell silent, as if she had been reminiscent of some memories.
I can understand.
She whispered, "My father passed away when I was 6 years old. He is an excellent comedian who often let me ride on his shoulders and then took me to the set to play... Even though it has been more than a decade, I still feel like I think about it... I have also suffered from anorexia for this...
Speaking of this, Catherine suddenly waved her hand, and her brows frowned, and a hint of irritability streaked across her beautiful face.
She took out a cigarette in her shoulder bag, pulled out one and stuffed it into her mouth, and started a lighter with a click.
Adrian, who saw these things, suddenly reached out and pulled the cigarette out of her mouth: This is not a good habit!
What are you doing?Catherine looked at him in shock.
Smoking is not good for you.Adrian said lightly.
What I want to do is my business.Katherine was a little angry.
The disadvantages of smoking in women are far greater than those of men. Kate, you are so beautiful, how can you let this beauty fade away because of cigarettes?Adrian seemed not to realize she was angry.
I think it’s my business whether smoking is my business, it has nothing to do with you!Catherine's tone was already filled with annoyance.
Yes, I know, but, Kate, smoking doesn't stop you from missing your father, just like I have to face the facts when I wake up the next day if I drink too much.
Adrian said sincerely, and he gently grabbed Catherine's hand. Let's change the way, I don't think your father would want to see his daughter addicted to smoking.
His thumb slowly stroked back and forth on the back of Catherine's hand.
Looking at Adrian, Catherine was silent for a while again, and finally got up and gently pulled her hand back.
She picked up the cigarette on the table and started playing with it. Adrian didn't stop him or speak again.
I think I should leave.Katherine whispered.
I'll send you out.Adrian nodded, took her to the street after checking out, and stopped her a taxi.
There was a time when I smoked very hard, and later I quit under the supervision of my mother and stepfather, who said the same thing to me.
After opening the car door, Catherine looked at Adrian and said, with an inexplicable light flashing in her bright eyes. Today, it was just a sudden... you got heartstrings... Thank you, Ed.
What I should have done.Adrian smiled.
He watched her get in and watch her go away until the taxi disappeared at the end of the street, Adrian took his gaze back.
The progress was good. She was willing to listen to her advice and was not angry at her somewhat rude behavior, which meant that she had her own place in her heart. Besides...
Adrian lowered his head and rubbed his fingers gently, as if he could still feel the soft skin on the back of Catherine's hand.
Generally speaking, if a woman does not feel disgusted with a man touching the back of her hand, then most of her will be interested in men.
Women's hands are much more sensitive than men, especially the place between the thumb and index finger. Men can judge women's senses about themselves based on the touch.
Although Adrian took some tricks, Catherine's reaction could tell the whole story.
Okay, let’s come to an end for the time being, and let’s finish the more important things first.
Adrian shrugged as he looked at his fingers muttering to himself, squeezed his fists and tidied up his clothes, then walked towards the hotel.
After a night off, Adrian returned to London with his team.Because of budget issues, the rental studio was messy and small, but he didn't care.
We are here to work, not to enjoy it. Even if the environment is worse than this, we have to continue working and not to fall on the road to victory.
In the messy editing room, Adrian was so angry for everyone.
He didn't have the money to rent a studio with a better environment. Lawyer Wilson just left London, and the two scripts had already negotiated with Global, even if one-tenth of them was enough.
But Adrian didn't do that, everything went as planned, and even when he returned to London, he still stayed in a small hotel with his staff.
$200,000 is already more than the cost of "Two Smoke Bowls" I remember. Do you need to invest additionally?
This is not a good habit.
Just as he thought at the beginning, if he had to overdo it, how could he make a movie in the future?
Guy Ritchie can edit this movie in a small studio, why can't he?
For the second and third-rate actors participating in the performance, it is really a happy thing to not have to be tortured by this terrible director.
The staff who had to continue to follow would not be so lucky. Although Adrian mercifully gave them two days off,...
Take a break, the next time will be more urgent, and I will squeeze out every part of your energy.Adrian announced this, and Dennis was also included.
Even if you can't help with your professionalism, it shouldn't be difficult to provide services, right?There is no way, the budget and staff are not enough, anyway, this is your business.
Adrian said temptingly, Dennis, who had originally planned to have fun in London for a few days, had to give up this idea.
Adrian actually didn't want this, but as he said to Dennis, there was not enough manpower, and he had to do it himself in the post-production editing.
In addition, time is tight, and it is less than a month before the registration deadline for the Venice Film Festival, so I had to let Dennis and a few staff take care of all the trivialities so that I can hurry up and edit every minute and every second.
The day after tomorrow, I was probably working crazy in my studio in London.After looking at the time, Adrian sighed and seized the time to rest.
After counting his things, he walked out of the room and came to the hotel reception hall, leaning against the door and looking at the scenery on the street.
After about ten minutes of touching, he looked at the time again and counted in his mind. After counting to the 50th, the person he had to wait for appeared at the stairs of the hotel.
Hello Miss Becchensa.Adrian waved hello.
Hello, Mr. Cowell.Catherine, who was carrying a bag, smiled and pointed, without any other expressions.
I thought you had gone back, and your mother called to inquire the day before yesterday.Judging from her tone, it seems that if you don’t go back, she will come over.Adrian said in a jokey tone.
She always does this.Catherine smiled and shrugged, then changed the subject: To be honest, if it weren't for your intentional difficulties, maybe I would have gone back long ago.
Hey, we said it was already even.
Adrian reminded him, looking a little annoyed. Catherine couldn't help laughing and waved her right hand: OK, it's even, I won't mention it.
Are you busy going back?If you are not busy, how about going to have a cup of black tea together?Adrian asked.
A shocked expression flashed across Catherine's face. After hesitating for a few seconds, she nodded: OK.
The two chatted and walked around the street for a few times, and finally found a small cafe with a pretty good environment.
You mean, you have hardly visited this town since the start of the shooting, Mr. Cowell?After sending the waiter, Catherine asked curiously.
Let's call me Ed. The two names of sir and sir have been used too long.Adrian said with a smile.
OK, Ed, you can call me Kate, my friends call me that.Catherine didn't refuse either.
You probably heard that I have been rushing to shoot for some reason, and I have to write some novel clips or outlines of some scripts I think of every day. Except for filming, I have basically never walked outside.
Adrian explained.
Do you know, Ed, you are really a strange person. You are also writing novels while making movies. Not only do you write great things, but you can also come up with an... interesting idea in such a short time.
Speaking of this, a hint of blush flashed across Catherine's face.
I wasted too much time before and always wanted to seize everything.
Adrian shrugged, and, strangeness is not a good word. I don't think I'm comparable to the guy who likes to dye his hair colorfully, rides Harley around in a black leather jacket, or is wearing a plaid shirt and a straw hat sitting around the corner of the street looking at beauties all day.
Catherine couldn't help but laugh: I didn't say that, you said it yourself.
Then she looked at Adrian with interest: To be honest, you are very different today than before!
After these two days of rest, letting go of those troublesome things will naturally be different.
Adrian suddenly sighed as he said, but there were only two days left. After returning to London, he had to start working later. It's a hell!I haven't been to London since my grandmother passed away, and I really want to have a good time.
Is your grandmother British?Catherine asked curiously.
When I was a child, I often traveled between Los Angeles and London, and except for my parents, I was closest to her.Adrian nodded.
No wonder you speak so well in London accent.
If you want to hear it, I will also have a little bit of accent in Oxfordshire or Cornwall.
The conversation started. Although the topics were all about trivial things in life and they said whatever they thought, the two of them were still very enthusiastic about it.
Drinking black tea, a few chuckles sounded from time to time, and the sun rarely emerged from the thick clouds, adding a warm tone to this somewhat deserted cafe through the window.
So, why do you have to participate in the Venice Film Festival?There is more than one film festival in the world.You don’t have to worry about it, and after making it better, you can attend other film festivals Ah!
As we chatted, Katherine talked about the movie.
Because of time, I wasted a lot of time.Adrian sighed.
Wasted a lot of time?Catherine was puzzled.
Yes... Adrian lowered his eyelids and moved his fingers. My parents passed away two years ago, and it was a plane crash.
Catherine whispered.
I'm very sorry!She said so.
It's nothing, it's much better now, but... Adrian looked out the window, and the sunshine shining from the thick clouds made the streets much brighter. I had been drinking for two years, got up very late every day, and then went out to fool around. I didn't go home in the early morning and returned to the empty home.
Catherine also fell silent, as if she had been reminiscent of some memories.
I can understand.
She whispered, "My father passed away when I was 6 years old. He is an excellent comedian who often let me ride on his shoulders and then took me to the set to play... Even though it has been more than a decade, I still feel like I think about it... I have also suffered from anorexia for this...
Speaking of this, Catherine suddenly waved her hand, and her brows frowned, and a hint of irritability streaked across her beautiful face.
She took out a cigarette in her shoulder bag, pulled out one and stuffed it into her mouth, and started a lighter with a click.
Adrian, who saw these things, suddenly reached out and pulled the cigarette out of her mouth: This is not a good habit!
What are you doing?Catherine looked at him in shock.
Smoking is not good for you.Adrian said lightly.
What I want to do is my business.Katherine was a little angry.
The disadvantages of smoking in women are far greater than those of men. Kate, you are so beautiful, how can you let this beauty fade away because of cigarettes?Adrian seemed not to realize she was angry.
I think it’s my business whether smoking is my business, it has nothing to do with you!Catherine's tone was already filled with annoyance.
Yes, I know, but, Kate, smoking doesn't stop you from missing your father, just like I have to face the facts when I wake up the next day if I drink too much.
Adrian said sincerely, and he gently grabbed Catherine's hand. Let's change the way, I don't think your father would want to see his daughter addicted to smoking.
His thumb slowly stroked back and forth on the back of Catherine's hand.
Looking at Adrian, Catherine was silent for a while again, and finally got up and gently pulled her hand back.
She picked up the cigarette on the table and started playing with it. Adrian didn't stop him or speak again.
I think I should leave.Katherine whispered.
I'll send you out.Adrian nodded, took her to the street after checking out, and stopped her a taxi.
There was a time when I smoked very hard, and later I quit under the supervision of my mother and stepfather, who said the same thing to me.
After opening the car door, Catherine looked at Adrian and said, with an inexplicable light flashing in her bright eyes. Today, it was just a sudden... you got heartstrings... Thank you, Ed.
What I should have done.Adrian smiled.
He watched her get in and watch her go away until the taxi disappeared at the end of the street, Adrian took his gaze back.
The progress was good. She was willing to listen to her advice and was not angry at her somewhat rude behavior, which meant that she had her own place in her heart. Besides...
Adrian lowered his head and rubbed his fingers gently, as if he could still feel the soft skin on the back of Catherine's hand.
Generally speaking, if a woman does not feel disgusted with a man touching the back of her hand, then most of her will be interested in men.
Women's hands are much more sensitive than men, especially the place between the thumb and index finger. Men can judge women's senses about themselves based on the touch.
Although Adrian took some tricks, Catherine's reaction could tell the whole story.
Okay, let’s come to an end for the time being, and let’s finish the more important things first.
Adrian shrugged as he looked at his fingers muttering to himself, squeezed his fists and tidied up his clothes, then walked towards the hotel.
After a night off, Adrian returned to London with his team.Because of budget issues, the rental studio was messy and small, but he didn't care.
We are here to work, not to enjoy it. Even if the environment is worse than this, we have to continue working and not to fall on the road to victory.
In the messy editing room, Adrian was so angry for everyone.
He didn't have the money to rent a studio with a better environment. Lawyer Wilson just left London, and the two scripts had already negotiated with Global, even if one-tenth of them was enough.
But Adrian didn't do that, everything went as planned, and even when he returned to London, he still stayed in a small hotel with his staff.
$200,000 is already more than the cost of "Two Smoke Bowls" I remember. Do you need to invest additionally?
This is not a good habit.
Just as he thought at the beginning, if he had to overdo it, how could he make a movie in the future?
Guy Ritchie can edit this movie in a small studio, why can't he?
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