With the release of "Run Lola Run", these days, Simon finds it difficult to stay on the "Night of the Blood Corpse" crew.
Because more and more media reporters appeared in the small town of Coolidge.
At first, it was just local reporters from Arizona. Later, media people from surrounding states such as California, Nevada, and New Mexico began to arrive, and they were noisily surrounding the crew, either seeking interviews with Simon, or directly interviewing the crew. Follow the shot.
Many times, when the crew was filming at night, flash lights would suddenly light up around them, and the results were predictable.
Although there is no evidence, Simon is basically certain that this incident was probably instigated by Edward Feldman, the producer of "Night of the Blood Corpse". The purpose of the other party is also obvious, to increase the exposure of the "Night of the Blood Corpse" crew. In the first few days, Edward Feldman was obviously very excited about the reporter's appearance, and even took the initiative to accept an interview with a reporter from the "Arizona Daily Star".
During this period, according to news circulating within the crew, De Laurentiis Entertainment Group, the investor in "Night of the Dead", was increasingly on the verge of bankruptcy due to its continued deterioration in financial conditions.
Due to the sudden popularity of "Run Lola Run", Edward Feldman or the top management of De Laurentiis Entertainment obviously regarded "Night of the Blood Corpse" with Simon's participation as the last life-saving straw, hoping that this movie will be in the future The income could alleviate the company's difficulties, so he took the initiative to reveal Simon's presence on the set in private.
Now, the name "Night of the Bloody Corpse" has indeed begun to appear frequently in many newspapers, taking advantage of the success of "Run Lola Run", and it has attracted a lot of attention for a while.
However, Edward Feldman obviously did not expect that since most of the scenes in "Night of the Bloody Corpses" were on location, the crew did not have enough manpower to seal off all the shooting scenes in the wild, and a large number of reporters surrounded them every day. Around the crew, there was no way this movie could go on.
A parking lot in the west of the small town, also on Monday, March 2.
It's 11 o'clock in the evening.
Today's filming was an explosion scene. The male protagonist Kaliebo drove a tanker truck and crashed into a vampire, and then the tanker truck exploded.
The crew had been preparing for the current scene all weekend. Simon originally planned to leave last Friday. In order to help Catherine prepare for this relatively difficult set of scenes, he stayed until now.
In the parking lot, Simon and Catherine re-examined the layout. Simon gave Catherine an encouraging look, raised his hand and pointed not far away, and said with a smile: "You start, I'll go there. Just watch."
Catherine nodded, watching Simon walk towards a group of reporters who were blocked outside the barrier at the edge of the parking lot, and then began to tell everyone to get into their seats.
On the other side, Simon came to the media reporters who were watching. Seeing someone raising a camera, he quickly made a gesture and said loudly: "Guys, this set of lenses is worth at least 100,000 US dollars. If it is destroyed by the flash again, the crew will be destroyed." I can only send you a lawyer's letter. So, can you put down your cameras? I can chat with you for a while."
After coming to Coolidge and staying here for more than a week, the young man in front of me, who has caused heated discussions throughout the federation, has never had direct contact with the media.
At this time, I heard Simon say that he could chat with everyone for a while. Although it was clear that he was looking at them so that the subsequent shots would not be disturbed, the reporters still gave up the idea of taking pictures to save face, and took out the recordings one after another. A reporter with a sharp response had already asked loudly: "Simon, I heard that you only received a weekly salary of US$500 in this movie. Is this true?"
Simon stood inside the isolation line and smiled when he heard this: "I'm just here to help, the salary doesn't matter."
The reporter just now immediately added: "So, you are really pursuing Kathryn Bigelow?"
Simon was not surprised when he heard this question.
These days, more than one newspaper has made various speculations about the relationship between Simon and Catherine. Simon had no choice but to shake his head and said: "Of course not, I already have a girlfriend. As you know, Catherine is the star of "Lola" As the assistant director of "Run", we agreed to help each other, so I am here."
When Simon admitted that he already had a girlfriend, the reporters became even more excited.
Celebrity love affairs have always been the entertainment news that attracts the most attention from gossip lovers. Simon is now more famous than many big stars, and his age and appearance are destined to interest many female readers.
So, this time almost everyone started asking questions.
"Simon, can you tell me who your girlfriend is?" "Simon, tell me about your girlfriend?" "Simon, is it Sandra Bullock?" "Simon..."
Simon felt a bunch of buzzing in his ears, raised his hand to suppress it, and said, "Sorry, I don't know if she wants to be noticed by you. So, I can't say anything for now."
Naturally, the reporters would not give in and continued to ask questions noisily and in different ways.
Simon had actually been feeling the movement behind him. Following Catherine's 'action', he raised his hand to make a pause gesture to everyone, then turned and looked into the studio.
Under the gaze of many pairs of eyes, there was a loud bang, and a huge orange-red flame rose from the extended oil tanker.
However, despite the shocking noise, Simon knew that this kind of explosion was actually very safe. Standing more than ten meters away from the oil tanker, Simon only felt a very gentle wave of air coming towards him.
After carefully observing the several camera positions that had been set up in advance, Simon felt relieved after confirming that everyone was busy with their work in an orderly manner.
About ten minutes later, Catherine in the venue finally made an OK gesture towards Simon from a distance.
There will only be this set of shots tonight. Since it was successfully completed, Simon naturally stopped worrying about the reporters behind him and walked towards the studio.
When the reporters recovered from the recent explosion and saw Simon walking away, they all shouted to stop him. Some people wanted to catch up, but were stopped by the staff who had been prepared on the sidelines.
The ten-minute shooting took three days of preliminary preparation and more than two hours of finishing. After finishing everything, the crew called it a day and returned to the hotel. It was already two o'clock in the morning on March 3.
After saying good night to everyone and washing up, Catherine sat on the bed in the hotel room in her pajamas, feeling the silence around her, but she didn't feel sleepy for a while.
So I picked up my director's notes, leaned against the bed and opened them.
There is a line written on the title page: An adventure of Karebo, a rebirth of Mei.
This is what he said.
"Night of the Blood Corpse" started shooting in late January. He did not join the crew at that time. She led the crew alone to start the first two weeks of filming.
Then, as much as she hated to admit it, she discovered that she was far less comfortable than he was. Even though she had made very careful preparations, she still felt confused when the filming actually started.
In the first two weeks, when shooting, I always thought, what would he do if he were to shoot this scene
Then I discovered that I couldn't imitate him at all.
He knew exactly what effect he wanted, and he was confident enough to give orders directly to the staff. However, she had to be very cautious and carefully discuss most details with other creatives on the crew.
Because she is far from being as proficient in photography, lighting, scenery, editing, and soundtrack as he is...
Outside of movies, he seems to know a lot of things as well.
He is simply the illegitimate son of the goddess of wisdom.
Although he was a bit duplicitous at first and said that it was okay if he didn't come to help, but after he joined the group, everything seemed to go smoothly.
Sensing her confusion about the character creation and main plot of the film, he helped her summarize this sentence on the title page of the notebook.
'An adventure in Karebo, a rebirth in May'.
In his opinion, the core of both the story and the characters of "Night of the Blood Corpse" should be centered around these two points. After being awakened by him, she gradually straightened out many things.
When she was on the set of "Run Lola Run", she only helped him with some trivial logistical work. On the set of "Night of the Blood Corpse", he was like a patient teacher who personally held the child's little hand and helped him learn to draw little by little.
Whenever he encounters a problem, he will always say in a suggestive tone: "Maybe this can be done..."
Very patient.
She has indeed benefited a lot from it during this time.
However, she knew very well how controlling a guy he was. Perhaps, he has had the idea of ousting himself, a stupid woman, from the director's position countless times and doing it himself.
little bastard.
I must have thought so.
He was thinking a little unreasonably, but he realized that he would leave tomorrow. The crew will soon switch to normal daytime shooting, and there will still be a lot of outdoor scenes. He continues to stay on the crew, surrounded by a large group of media reporters, and there is no way for the filming to continue.
well.
I sighed softly in my heart.
With the success of "Run Lola Run", he is already a first-line director in Hollywood anyway. It is expected that the North American box office will exceed 150 million US dollars. If he can do this, no one will deny his ability and status.
The down-and-out young man she met for the first time on the bus last year seemed to have left everyone far away in the blink of an eye, leaving her to only look up.
With these thoughts flashing through my mind, I suddenly wanted to go over and talk to him.
He lives next door to me.
However, even if she had no other intentions at all, she immediately gave up the idea when she thought of those media reporters.
Although it was already past three in the morning, no one could guarantee that those reporters who would do anything crazy for the sake of news would still be squatting outside. The hotel has a very open concave-shaped layout, with more than a dozen rooms facing the wide road directly. Anyone entering or leaving any room will be easily seen.
If discovered, it would be completely unclear.
During this time, a lot of media had already begun to spread gossip about her and Simon. I also read a few articles by chance, and I felt strange in my heart. I was also a little worried about Jenny's reaction, but I could only pretend to be nonchalant in front of others.
So he sighed again.
She is still not as good as Jenny after all.
She lazily caught the man she wanted, but she would only be timid.
Thinking like this, I suddenly had some small impulses.
So he raised his hand.
He knocked lightly on the wooden wall.
Boom, boom, boom.
His heart also sped up.
but.
Wait a moment.
There was no response from the other side.
I was a little disappointed, and I couldn't help but feel a little rebellious.
Raise your hand again.
Boom, boom, boom.
Finally, a voice came from the next door, obviously with a smile: "It's a long night, and I have no intention of sleeping. Madam, do you need me to break through the wall?"
The strange tone of voice was like reading a poem, and the sentences that she didn’t know where they were translated from were filled with ridicule, which immediately made her blush. Hearing him talk about breaking through the wall, my heart suddenly picked up again, and I blurted out: "You dare!"
"Then just go to bed. It's so late, I thought there was a rat infestation."
"You're the mouse."
"He has endured it for so long without burrowing through. He is obviously a very gentlemanly mouse."
"Pooh."
"Okay, stop making trouble and go to bed quickly."
So I lay down with some inexplicable satisfaction, pulled up the quilt, and turned off the lamp. Thinking of his voice that sounded like coaxing a little girl, I still muttered softly: "Little bastard."