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The location of the PR reception was in the mansion area northwest of the Hollywood Bowl in Beverly Hills. Eric had just arrived outside a mansion by car when he saw the familiar white BMW in front of him. Catherine Bigelow had just handed over the car keys Hand it over to the parking boy, who was about to walk into the mansion when he saw a black Rolls-Royce driving towards him, and subconsciously took a few glances. Eric pressed the car window and waved to the outside. Catherine nodded with a smile, and stopped. Step down and wait for Eric to get off the car.
"Carter, you can get off work, you don't need to stay here and wait for me," Eric explained to the driver before getting out of the car, and got out of the car with a box.
Catherine stepped forward and hugged Eric lightly. Seeing Eric's car leaving straight away, she was puzzled, but she didn't say anything. She just looked curiously at the square box in Eric's hand: "Do you still want to bring a gift? This is too bad. I thought I didn't need it, so I didn't bring it."
"Of course not," Eric shook his head, looking up and down Catherine at this time. The last time the two met was at the "Band of Brothers" project discussion meeting last year. It is not suitable for a public TV station like abc. In the end, most executives opposed it, and Eric did not insist on it, so he had to put it on hold temporarily. Because of being too busy these few months, he only had a few phone calls with Catherine occasionally.
I haven't seen her in a few months, and Catherine still hasn't changed in any way. She is wearing a simple black tunic dress, black high-heeled shoes, and a simple red rope tied around her wrist. Just standing there can still give people a quiet and peaceful feeling. Feeling of restraint.
Feeling the change in Eric's eyes, although I haven't seen it for a long time, after many experiences, Catherine has almost formed a conditioned reflex, subconsciously making a defensive posture. However, Catherine quickly noticed that Eric's eyes did not have the aggressiveness that she remembered deeply at this time, and she relaxed a little, but felt a faint sense of loss inexplicably.
What kind of woman can't find such an outstanding man like him. Definitely already on myself...
Such a thought involuntarily popped up in her heart, but she only thought about it halfway, and Catherine quickly extinguished the thought completely, with an imperceptible panic flashing across her expression. With dodged eyes, he said to Eric: "Let's go in."
Eric raised the box in his hand: "Don't you want to know what's inside?"
"What is it?"
"I'll tell you after the reception, but I can reveal something first. This is a gift for you."
"Gift?" Catherine paused and looked at Eric: "Give me...a gift?"
Eric just smiled lightly. Wei Wei raised her arm: "Okay, let me make a joke first, let's go in."
Catherine looked at Eric's raised arm, hesitating whether to make a move.
"You won't even give this little face, I'm a man, it hurts my self-esteem."
Catherine finally stretched out her arms to hold Eric, but seemed a little unwilling to add in a low voice: "Little man."
After Catherine finished speaking, she couldn't help but chuckled, feeling as if she had returned to the period when the two of them got together in the Sixty Soho Hotel in Manhattan, New York a few years ago. Then Catherine thought of the white scarf.
It turned out that he had already given himself a gift.
The scarf was still quietly placed in her closet at this time, and occasionally she would take it with her when she went to some cold places, but she rarely realized that it was a gift from someone to her, as if it had become a gift. A small part of her life.
Eric felt the woman leaning slightly on his body relax, and joked: "Do you know, Catherine, in some stories, women who often call a man next to them a 'little man' often end up miserable .”
Catherine's character is destined that she will not be interested in certain types of film and television literature. Hearing Eric's words, he asked solemnly: "It's miserable, why?"
Eric felt the innocent eyes of the woman and coughed dryly. Without a direct answer, he nodded again and said firmly, "Well, it's very miserable."
It may be that Eric's expression was too serious, Catherine didn't think about it at all, she just curled her lips. Said: "I don't know what you are talking about, machismo."
The people in the villa were notified, and they all came out. Eric and Catherine stopped chatting and concentrated on dealing with these people. However, it was mainly Eric who brought Catherine to socialize. For such gatherings, Catherine I have never had much experience, and even have an obviously uncomfortable expression when surrounded by too many people.
Eric asked Francis Coppola to contact him for this reception. Through many cooperations, Eric and the Coppola family have maintained a good relationship.
Since it is a public relations reception, of course it is impossible to hold it with great fanfare. There are only more than 20 guests scattered inside and outside the mansion on the mountainside, and many of them are middle-aged and elderly people who are similar to Coppola's age. The aging of the Oscar jury It's already a well-known thing, and of course not all the guests are directors, actors, producers and people outside of Hollywood are not lacking either. There is no music in the venue, and there are not too many waiters shuttled back and forth. The long tables on the lawn are filled with self-service meals and drinks, and everyone just gathers in small groups and chats in low voices. Since they agreed to come, In fact, it is equivalent to making some implicit promises, so not many people directly talk about Oscar.
Eric took Catherine to socialize among the crowd, and came to the long table on the lawn to get some food to rest for a while, chatting in a low voice, and Coppola took a bearded middle-aged man in his fifties come over.
"Eric, Catherine, let me introduce you, this is Terrence Malick, Terrence, this is Eric, and Catherine."
"Hello, Mr. Malik, just call me Eric," Eric raised his eyebrows slightly, and shook hands with the other party calmly.
After several people greeted each other, Coppola pointed to the round table by the swimming pool of the mansion and said, "Eric, shall we go over there and talk?"
"Of course," Eric nodded with a smile, and couldn't help but look at Terrence Malick again, with some vague guesses in his heart. Terrence Malick was once one of the famous directors in the 1970s. He directed " Days of Paradise also won the Best Director Award at the Cannes Film Festival. However, Terrence Malick suddenly stopped filming for some reason after "Days of Paradise". It has been almost twenty years now time.
In the original time and space, Terrence Malick will come back in 1998, directing a war film that was released in the same year as "Saving Private Ryan". There are two common translations for the name of this war film. "The Thin Red Line", more popularly, is called "Red Alert". (To be continued.)