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"Perhaps "Titanic" absorbed too much popularity in the movie market at one time, this summer file is simply a disaster for live-action blockbusters, "The Fifth Element", "Prison in the Sky", "Godzilla", The average production cost of "Contact", "Batman and Robin" reached 100 million U.S. dollars, but the box office performance was not as good as one. worried."
"As we all know, this is Eric Williams' first film after "Jurassic Park" created a global box office record of 1 billion US dollars, although in the past four years, the Firefly Group has continuously emerged "The Lion King", "Independence Day", "Jurassic Park 2", "Titanic" and the current "Finding Nemo" and other excellent films at the global box office, MGM Pictures, which is secretly controlled by Eric Williams The secret agent movie universe created with all efforts has also gradually taken shape, but Eric Williams has been away for four years after all, and the growing scale of the Firefly Group will definitely consume too much of his energy. It is difficult for us to imagine that "Casino Royale 007" can still maintain the standard of his previous films."
"What's more, in this summer of blockbusters but frequent failures, the audience may have completely lost patience with the continuous bad movies. Although the 007 series has a very stable box office appeal, after all, this series has lasted for more than 30 years. , the production mode is old-fashioned and rigid, and it is not easy to seek a breakthrough. If "007 Casino Royale" cannot surprise us on the basis of the original 007 series, it is conceivable that this is the first production in the history of 007. Big movies that cost more than $100 million are going to have the same disastrous end as the previous ones."
On the medium-sized Boeing 767 airliner, the girl looked at her little head next to Eric and looked at the "Los Angeles Times" in his hand, dissatisfied: "These people can really talk nonsense, why can't they read "Titanic" ", "Independence Day" and these movies are all led by you."
Eric put down the newspaper in his hand, changed to another one, and said with a smile: "I think it makes sense, and, if the movie really hits the street, they have made an excuse for me in advance, how caring .”
"Hehe," the girl giggled, leaned over, and said, "Eric, "Casino Royale" is so good, it's something that everyone who has seen it agrees with, so you won't fail."
"It doesn't work now, and it doesn't mean it won't happen in the future. Everyone will fail."
"That doesn't matter," the girl said, her small body sticking close to her, and said, "Eric, let's go to the bedroom in front, it must be very exciting to do it on the plane."
Eric gestured to the light outside the porthole, and said, "It's daytime now, if you're tired, go to sleep for a while, there's no reason to feel uncomfortable this time."
The two are now taking a Boeing 767-200ER medium-sized passenger plane, which is also the largest private jet owned by the famous Los Angeles aviation leasing company ALC. It was originally only for group leasing. Still reached 50 people. Because there is a very comfortable and luxurious presidential suite in the cabin, the girl took a fancy to it and specially rented it for this transoceanic voyage.
Eric's schedule is relatively tight. The premiere of Renton will be held tomorrow night. Most of the main creators of the crew have already arrived in Renton. Eric has time to set off today. Except for the crew, there are only ten people on the plane. passengers, Eric and Yatou, the twins, Eric's assistant and four accompanying bodyguards.
Listening to Eric's teasing, the girl stretched her small body comfortably, but said dissatisfiedly: "It's still too small."
Eric smiled and said: "It seems that you should be hung outside the plane, there is a lot of space."
The girl smiled and slapped Eric. Seeing that Eric deliberately changed the topic, and didn't mean to go to the bedroom to do something she loved to do, she rolled her eyes and said, "By the way, Eric, You wait a moment."
Before Eric could ask anything, the girl got up, left the suite and walked towards the back of the airport.
Eric was a little baffled, shrugged, leaned comfortably on the sofa, and flipped through the newspaper in his hand.
About ten minutes later, two tall figures walked in quietly. Eric caught a glimpse of sky blue from the corner of his eye and thought it was the flight attendant on the plane, so he didn't pay attention, but the two women came to him in a blink of an eye, four slender and straight Her white thighs are intuitively eye-catching. The flight attendant's skirt is obviously much shorter. Looking up, the sky blue top is also obviously tighter, which sets off the curve of her chest more perfectly. There are two silk scarves tied obliquely around her neck. Immediately above, there are two identical slightly blushing faces.
Looking at Eric, the twins looked a little more shy. Having been together for so long, Eric also knew that although the two girls had good skills, they had very conservative personalities.
Before Eric could say anything, Natasha on the left put the tray in her hand on the coffee table in front of Eric, bent down and asked softly, "Master, do you want coffee?"
The original visual stimulation has already made people excited. The face like a Barbie doll, the white and tender long legs, combined with the stewardess uniform, this is already unbearable. Seeing Natasha bent down, the neckline Opening it, Eric immediately felt something was wrong, sniffed his nose, raised his head quickly, and stretched out his hand to cover it in a panic.
Departing from Los Angeles at one o'clock on Wednesday afternoon, after an eleven-hour flight, the Boeing 767 landed at Heathrow Airport in the western suburbs of London. It was already six o'clock local time on Thursday morning.
The brothers and sisters of the 007 series producers Barbara Broccoli and Michael Wilson who came to pick up the plane in person felt that Drew was very strange, hanging on Eric from time to time, as if thinking of something out of the blue I laughed for a while, and occasionally whispered in Eric's ear. Although Eric's expression was well concealed, he would show a bit of embarrassment from time to time.
After exchanging pleasantries, the Broccoli brothers and sisters handed over a black Mercedes-Benz to Eric and the girl, and they all drove away from the airport.
The paparazzi in London obviously got the news a long time ago. Because everyone used the VIP channel, they couldn't block Eric and his party from outside the waiting hall. However, as soon as a few cars drove out of the airport, motorcycles appeared around them. Stalker with camera in hand.
The girl didn't care about the fly-like paparazzi around her. When the car drove smoothly onto the road, she suddenly couldn't help laughing a few times, and flung herself softly on Eric. Glancing at the twins driving ahead, the girl raised her face and bit Eric's ear lightly, her tone seemed dissatisfied: "How damnable, Eric, you have never had a nosebleed in front of me. "
"Well, it's been so long, I suggest we forget about it, okay?"
"Hmph, it's not good at all," the girl ignored the blushing faces of the twins in the front row, and said insistently, "It's a pity, if only I had brought a camera at that time, it would have been better if I sold those photos to these people outside , maybe I can make a small fortune, haha."
"Let's think about the premiere tonight, how did you invite Prince Charles?"
The girl stopped embarrassing Eric, and said: "I told them, if they don't want to participate in this premiere, I will invite Diana."
Eric knew that the girl would definitely not do this, but he still agreed: "Um, this is cruel enough."
"Of course," the girl laughed triumphantly, seeing a paparazzi approaching the car with a motorcycle and doing a difficult action of taking pictures of the car window, she was very dissatisfied, and said to Natasha in the front row : "Drive faster and shake them off, it's annoying."
Eric glanced out the window, looked at the paparazzi following him in a motorcycle, and suddenly remembered something, and said, "You mean, the house you bought last time is next to Kensington Palace?"
"Yeah, Kensington Garden Street, you'll see it later, it's a great house." The girl nodded, suddenly seemed to understand something, and said, "Diana is still living in Kensington now. Gong oh, hey, Eric, if you're interested, you can go and say hello."
Eric just glanced at the following paparazzi again. In his memory, Princess Diana's car accident should have happened in August 1997, but now it will be July soon. It's just that I don't know if this will happen.
Eric is not a conspiracy theorist, but he also knows that there are too many dirty things in the upper class of society.
After thinking about it for a while, Eric decided to ignore it. If it doesn't happen, that's a good thing. If it happens, it doesn't matter, maybe, just like Marilyn Monroe, a woman who dies suddenly at the moment of her beauty is more able to leave a legend in people's hearts.
More than half an hour later, the car passed through Kensington Street in the West End of London and turned into a heavily guarded street on the west side of Kensington Park. The paparazzi were naturally kept out of the street, and only Eric and his group drove went in.
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Before Eric could say anything, Natasha on the left put the tray in her hand on the coffee table in front of Eric, bent down and asked softly, "Master, do you want coffee?"
The original visual stimulation has already made people excited. The face like a Barbie doll, the white and tender long legs, combined with the stewardess uniform, this is already unbearable. Seeing Natasha bent down, the neckline Opening it, Eric immediately felt something was wrong, sniffed his nose, raised his head quickly, and stretched out his hand to cover it in a panic.
Departing from Los Angeles at one o'clock on Wednesday afternoon, after an eleven-hour flight, the Boeing 767 landed at Heathrow Airport in the western suburbs of London. It was already six o'clock local time on Thursday morning.
The brothers and sisters of the 007 series producers Barbara Broccoli and Michael Wilson who came to pick up the plane in person felt that Drew was very strange, hanging on Eric from time to time, as if thinking of something out of the blue I laughed for a while, and occasionally whispered in Eric's ear. Although Eric's expression was well concealed, he would show a bit of embarrassment from time to time.
After exchanging pleasantries, the Broccoli brothers and sisters handed over a black Mercedes-Benz to Eric and the girl, and they all drove away from the airport.
The paparazzi in London obviously got the news a long time ago. Because everyone used the VIP channel, they couldn't block Eric and his party from outside the waiting hall. However, as soon as a few cars drove out of the airport, motorcycles appeared around them. Stalker with camera in hand.
The girl didn't care about the fly-like paparazzi around her. When the car drove smoothly onto the road, she suddenly couldn't help laughing a few times, and flung herself softly on Eric. Glancing at the twins driving ahead, the girl raised her face and bit Eric's ear lightly, her tone seemed dissatisfied: "How damnable, Eric, you have never had a nosebleed in front of me. "
"Well, it's been so long, I suggest we forget about it, okay?"
"Hmph, it's not good at all," the girl ignored the blushing faces of the twins in the front row, and said insistently, "It's a pity, if only I had brought a camera at that time, it would have been better if I sold those photos to these people outside , maybe I can make a small fortune, haha."
"Let's think about the premiere tonight, how did you invite Prince Charles?"
The girl stopped embarrassing Eric, and said: "I told them, if they don't want to participate in this premiere, I will invite Diana."
Eric knew that the girl would definitely not do this, but he still agreed: "Um, this is cruel enough."
"Of course," the girl laughed triumphantly, seeing a paparazzi approaching the car with a motorcycle and doing a difficult action of taking pictures of the car window, she was very dissatisfied, and said to Natasha in the front row : "Drive faster and shake them off, it's annoying."
Eric glanced out the window, looked at the paparazzi following him in a motorcycle, and suddenly remembered something, and said, "You mean, the house you bought last time is next to Kensington Palace?"
"Yeah, Kensington Garden Street, you'll see it later, it's a great house." The girl nodded, suddenly seemed to understand something, and said, "Diana is still living in Kensington now. Gong oh, hey, Eric, if you're interested, you can go and say hello."
Eric just glanced at the following paparazzi again. In his memory, Princess Diana's car accident should have happened in August 1997, but now it will be July soon. It's just that I don't know if this will happen.
Eric is not a conspiracy theorist, but he also knows that there are too many dirty things in the upper class of society.
After thinking about it for a while, Eric decided to ignore it. If it doesn't happen, that's a good thing. If it happens, it doesn't matter, maybe, just like Marilyn Monroe, a woman who dies suddenly at the moment of her beauty is more able to leave a legend in people's hearts.
More than half an hour later, the car passed through Kensington Street in the West End of London and turned into a heavily guarded street on the west side of Kensington Park. The paparazzi were naturally kept out of the street, and only Eric and his group drove went in. (To be continued.)