"Angela finally responded to her fifth consecutive Oscar nomination for Best Director yesterday. Her answer did not change much from the previous one, and she still said that no matter whether the judges awarded her the Best Director award, she They all accepted. Obviously, Miss Angel is tired of Oscar. In fact, if you think about it, you can understand her helplessness. So far, she has been nominated for best director five times in a row, and the first four are related to this role. The director's most coveted award was missed, especially her best work "The Pianist".
This shows how unfair the Oscars are. Although she was nominated for Best Director again this year, God knows if she will get the honor she deserves. Perhaps it is because of this that Angela came to the UK, looking for a purer film environment here. I believe she has already gained something, because according to well-informed sources, Angela has another new movie that may be filmed in London. Although Angela has said that the "Love Actually" made last year will be released at the end of this year's Christmas, but we There's reason to believe that this movie and her next movie will be very good. "
This is the news of a British tabloid, but it can represent the attitude of most British media after learning the Oscar nomination list - sympathy for Angela and criticizing Oscar. Although there are some grandstanding guys who say "Miss Angel can't stay in Hollywood anymore", "That's why she came back to England in despair", but they were soon drowned in the sound of saliva. Especially if it is said by the media of those countries on the European continent, it will definitely be severely refuted.
The British always look down on the Americans but have to follow the Americans, so there is a culturally weird feeling that they can criticize Hollywood but the guys on the Continent can't. The most obvious example is that those guys who are bitter and mean to Hollywood in the UK, as soon as they meet the media in continental Europe, they will immediately go out to the outside world.
This kind of emotion is more complicated when it is transplanted to Angela. Born into a family, talented, noble and elegant, and beautiful, all these make her more like a daughter who married to the United States in the eyes of many British people.
They complained about the daughter's refusal to stay at home, and they didn't like the rude American cowboys swirling around their outstanding daughter. The reason why Angela came to the UK to make British-style films has caused such a big response, and the reason why the scandal with William will be blessed by most people is based on this sentiment.
Americans don't think so much. In their opinion, Angela is 100% American. Is the "American National Idol" brand on her fake? Therefore, the opinions of the American media on this nomination list can be said to be divided.
Of course, most people think that Oscar is unfair when treating Angela, especially Angela Fans have left messages on the official Oscar website to strongly protest the injustice. A golden statue, this year's best director must be awarded to her as compensation. There was even a fan who organized a large number of people to visit the website at the same time during a certain period of time after planning for a long time, which caused the server to crash.
Compared to the emotional fans, the critics and Hollywood's biggest names are cautiously optimistic. For example, when asked by a reporter, Spielberg replied: "Basically, I think Angela has the strength to get a golden statuette, but the decision is in the hands of the jury, and no one knows who until the last moment. will get the trophy.”
"Crash" is excellent. No one can deny the fact that the story in it is a bit of a coincidence - is there a movie that is not coincidental? - But it is something that everyone has encountered or may have encountered in life, and the resonance and thinking it caused are also the same as before. The problem is that racism is involved here.
Although Angela has repeatedly explained that the film is about the relationship between people and has nothing to do with racism, and most film critics are aware of this, some people don't think so - how can such a rare opportunity for hype not be use? !
In the United States, once it is associated with racism, it is very troublesome. This thing is much more difficult to deal with than homosexuality, and Angela herself has a huge influence - fortunately, there has been nothing in the past six months. "White youth are watching "Crash" ” and then beat up black youth in the street”, otherwise there will be more trouble.
Therefore, the judges are likely to repeat the actions of the previous year, namely: awarding the best director to others and awarding the best film to "Crash", especially the nomination list also has very powerful ... "tragic characters".
Although the nominees such as Rob Marshall, Pedro Almodóvar, and Stephen Doddley are all excellent directors, they still have to be eclipsed in front of Angela's five consecutive nominations, except for "" Gangs of New York nominates Martin Scorsese again for Best Director Oscar!
After all, this is the fourth time that Martin has been nominated for best director. Although he is one less than Angela, he is a complete victory over Angela in terms of qualifications. Moreover, although "Crash" is excellent, it is not possible to win. If the Oscar judges really intend to award the best director to someone else, the old Martin is undoubtedly the best candidate, and can also shut up the vast majority of people.
Angela's only advantage is that Pixar's films have won the best picture five times in a row, and if they get it again this year, there may be a strange tone like "Did Pixar buy the judges".
But for Angela, these quarrels and comments have nothing to do with her. No matter how the film school gang racked their brains, if they want to convince the public, one of the best movies or best directors must belong to "Crash" "of. So during this time, she stayed in the hotel leisurely, and wrote the script of "Queen" based on the information she found.
Because the production of "Rabe Diary" was delayed to 2004, she hopes to win the best director again next year, which will give her the most perfect ending to the plan she has been preparing for so many years.
In addition to writing the script, Angela will go to the London studio to supervise the post-production of "Love Actually", while waiting for the last call.
"Frankly speaking, your idea is very good, Jim." Angela stared at the picture on the screen, "but I hope that if you want to experiment with new ideas in the future, please let me know first, if you use it casually, it may affect the The rhythm of the story."
"Easy to put it, how many days a week do you come to the studio? If I have an idea to call or fax you, and wait for your reply, if I don't agree and want to explain, I have to continue faxing or simply come to you , how long does it take in total?" Jim said grumblingly, scratching his head.
"It won't take much time, Jim. Besides, the movie won't be released until Christmas this year, so there is time." Angela said, turning her head and looking at Jim's handsome face seriously, "I repeat, Jim, you did a great job. I liked the way you cut it, the way you cut through the cuts to show the headmistress' pain, but—"
She made a long pause: "You can't do things by your own will, which is why you've been in Hollywood for a few years and still lingering as an intern."
"I've been an intern repeatedly to learn and gain experience." Jim immediately retorted, but his voice was much lower, and it sounded a little lack of confidence.
"Yes, but the Sergeant Jim I know will never avoid his mistakes." Angela raised her eyebrows.
Jim rolled his eyes immediately, and immediately answered in a loud voice with his chest raised and his head held high, but fortunately Angela pinched his chin in time: "Alright, alright, this is not a battlefield, you willful fellow !"
As she said that, she glared at the surroundings angrily, and the other snickering guys immediately obediently started their own business.
"When I was writing a new script recently, I was quite impressed with a word," Angela, who retracted her hand, continued, "Compromise, it is impossible for anyone to do whatever they want, and it is a successful person to compromise properly. A must-have. You're quite talented in editing, and I knew it when I was at the studio, I didn't want you to be buried for something."
"Okay, as you wish, dear—Miss Angel." Jim said in a helpless tone with his hands open.
"Very good," Angela nodded with satisfaction, "I will let Ibizon look at you, work hard and don't let me down."
"Don't worry, sir, I won't." Jim changed his hoarse voice and said in an aria tone, as if he was standing on the Broadway stage playing an oppressed serf.
Angela rolled her eyes with a laugh, shook her head and left the studio. Although "Love Actually" was rushing forward slowly in the later stage, it has only been edited for nearly an hour, and the soundtrack and dubbing hadn't even started yet, but she didn't take it to heart. As I said before, the release will be until the end of the year, and there is enough time to correct even if there is a problem, and she is not completely unnoticed. Therefore, it is better to focus on the new movie.
Compromise, this is the word Angela felt the most when she was preparing for the new movie and analyzing those materials. The Blair government's compromise to the royal family and the people, and the royal family's compromise to the people and public opinion, no wonder it is often said that the difference between politicians and politicians lies in , politicians will not hesitate to compromise when it is time to compromise.
The Queen must have felt very uncomfortable when she had to make compromises when she realized that the outside world was different from what she imagined. Angela thought so. After all, she has always believed in the first person in the country and the second person.
Like I said to Jim just now, everyone should learn to compromise when they compromise. Thinking of this, Angela suddenly raised her eyebrows. The reason why I feel that the script is always okay is because I pay too much attention to it...
At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, and she immediately took out and pressed the answer button: "Hi, who are you looking for?"
In the next second, she sat up straight, her green eyes flashing inexplicable light: "Kayla? I'm so glad to receive your call, what's the matter?... Oh, of course, of course I'm free, in fact I'm very pleased to have your invitation... ok, then that's it, see you later."
After closing the phone and letting out a long breath, Angela closed her eyes and showed a smug smile at the corner of her mouth. I finally got this call, you can't escape my hand, dear little peach.
With a click, the door opened, and with giggling two beautiful women entered the room.
"Remember, he was so nervous that he almost fell to the ground when he walked over to you to sign. It was so funny." Angela smiled and fell on the sofa, then reached out and took off her black wig and threw it aside go.
"You shouldn't say that to other people, Angie, although he's a little… funny." Kayla poured two cups of hot water and handed one of them to her, "but I'd love to know if he recognized me at the same time. Who is that woman, and what kind of expression will she have?"
"Maybe he'll scream and go back to America, you woman abandoned by Hollywood." Angela, who took the cup, propped up half of her body, leaned on the sofa, shook the cup in her hand, and shrugged.
"Come on, Angie, if he really said such a thing and spread it out, he would definitely be blocked at home and scolded by others tomorrow." Kayla giggled and sat down beside Angela without thinking.
"That's not necessarily. Some people like it, some people hate it, and as much as you like it, you hate it." Angela smiled and sat up straight, her beautiful eyes flashing with inexplicable light.
"Anyway, there are many people who like you, don't they? You know, your charm can't be resisted by men, women and children." Saying that, Kayla's smile suddenly solidified on her face, and only then did she remember her own What is the purpose.
"It's a pity that no one lay beside me and woke up with me in the morning." Angela took the opportunity to put the cup in front of Kayla and looked at her almost face to face with a meaningful smile.
Kayla shrank back abruptly, made a few meaningless gestures in a panic, and then got up and sat opposite Angela, only to calm down reluctantly.
"Angie, I asked you out today because there are some things... I want to make it clear to you." Kayla took a deep breath, trying her best to maintain a calm tone.
"What's the matter?" Angela sat up straight and swept her long hair provocatively from her ears, and the charming smile that always hung on her face gave her a different style.
Kayla coughed dryly, lowered her head and didn't dare to look at her: "I want to say... What I want to say is... The previous... The reason why I did that... The reason why I avoided and didn't mention it... doesn't mean I am... "
"Okay, Kayla." Angela smiled and shook her head.
She suddenly stood up a few steps and came to Kayla, pushed her onto the sofa with a smile on her face, put her hands in from below and hugged her, then walked to the bedroom.
"What are you doing! Let me down!" Keira struggled in panic, but unfortunately her movements lacked strength and were not firm at all, so they were useless.
With a plop, Kayla was thrown on the bed in the bedroom. After rolling over, she leaned over to support half of her body and hugged her chest, half annoyed and half shy and glaring at Angela who was standing beside the bed. However, Angela didn't seem to see it, and there was still a lazy smile on the corner of her mouth, and she took off her clothes in front of her.
Although the temperature in London in February is lower than that of Los Angeles, Angela did not wear too much. She bent her mouth and eyes without blinking at Kayla on the bed, and slowly unbuttoned the last shirt. .
As the neckline was opened downward, the delicate skin was exposed little by little, and at the same time, the plumpness was supported by the white lace bra. Kayla on the bed couldn't help swallowing softly. She seemed to be controlled by some emotion. She stared at Angela intently, an unprecedented longing filled her heart.
With a swipe, Angela dropped her shirt, knelt on one leg on the bed and approached Keira, grabbed her hand with a seductive smile and pressed it on her chest. Despite the bra, the soft feeling in her hand still made Kayla moan softly. She narrowed her eyes slightly, put her hand into Angela's bra, and played with a hint of excitement after holding it full.
"Oh, dear, this feels really good." Angela also groaned excitedly.
The next second, Keira blocked Angela's lips, and while sucking and kissing, she grabbed her other one and played with it. Angela, who was not to be outdone, also directed her hands to go under Keira's shirt and swim. .
The sound of tsk tsk continued to ring, and the two of them kissed and comforted each other. Especially Kayla, who was completely indulged in lust, as if a door was opened in her heart, and her hidden desires were completely released.
Finally, the four red lips parted, with an indescribable silver thread. After the two pairs of eyes looked at each other, Angela slammed Kayla on the bed and started a more violent attack, and Kayla also put aside all the enthusiastic caters.
As the clothes kept being thrown out of the bed, the two graceful carcasses pressed against each other tightly, entangled with the sound of gasping, until the delicate skin of both of them turned a rosy blush at the same time.
The breathing finally calmed down, Angela hugged Kayla from behind, the fullness of her chest rubbed against the smooth back of the other party, feeling the afterglow of the climax while her lips kept touching the girl's. The back of the neck and shoulders wandered. Keira also closed her eyes, grabbed Angela's arm and kissed her palm and elbow.
"Kyla," Angela's voice suddenly sounded, with a unique magnetic after orgasm, "I want you to be my woman."
"What... what?!" Kayla turned her head, her misty eyes filled with a hint of doubt, and she didn't know whether it was because she didn't hear clearly or was surprised.
"I said..." Angela raised her voice slightly, holding Kayla's face and said word by word: "I want you, be my woman!"