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Hollywood What If Chapter 147
"Fuck this! All that investment, for nothing!"
"Brother, you need to calm down."
Harvey Weinstein smashed the vase in his office. He was furious. His brother, Bob Weinstein, tried to stop him, but fat Harvey was too difficult to calm down.
"How can I calm down?"
Harvey flipped the table, sending more stuff to the floor.
"We have so much invested in this movie! We think we will win the Oscars!"
"I know. But we can't predict the future. Who knows Titanic will have a strong influence on the Academy members?" Bob Weinstein replied.
"Fuck Titanic! The critics said it was a big disappointment! Then what happened? Titanic has already grossed over 1 billion dollars! I tell you, movie critics are stupid! They are stupid!"
He gritted his teeth in anger.
"Calm down. We stopped all our investments when we realized that Titanic will compete for the Oscars. In a way, we are preventing greater damage."
Indeed. Miramax pulled back on its PR once Titanic began to show its strength.
To be honest, Harvey was not angry with Titanic...
If there was anything he was angry at, it was Taken. It was all Kazir's fault!
'Kazir Grey! You fucking bastard!'
Miramax believes they will get at least 2 awards, but the reality was often disappointing.
Good Will Hunting got only one award. The Best Supporting Actor award went to Robert Williams.
Miramax believes they will win Best Original Screenplay, but Kazir won it instead. It was a big slap in the face for Miramax, known as the king of PR.
"Fuck! My cholesterol is quivering with rage!"
He kicked the table. He almost slipped.
"Hah... Hah..." After throwing a fit, Harvey was breathing hard. His face was covered with oily sweat.
"... Contact some actresses, I want to have some fun."
"Okay."
"Tell them I will cast them in our next project."
He sat down.
"Kazir Grey, this is not the end.
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"Matt, are you okay?"
Ben Affleck asked his friend, who was depressed after what had happened the night before.
The two were the screenwriters of Good Will Hunting. But Matt Damon had invested so much in the project more than him. He was deeply affected by the outcome.
"I'm sad. What about you?" Matt Damon looked at Ben Affleck.
"Same as you."
They both chuckled.
"Honestly, I thought I had a chance to win Best Original Screenplay and Best Actor."
"Nah, you are too young to win Best Actor."
"Haha, maybe you are right."
The two were silent for a minute. What happened at the Oscars was still fresh in their minds.
"I thought Good Will Hunting was our door to fame." Matt Damon said as he looked away.
"We're just unlucky. Titanic is so strong, while Taken is trending last year. Besides... We are not Jewish."
There were instances why people hated Jewish people. Probably this was one of the reasons.
"..."
"Anyway, this is no time to be sad. In fact, I have to congratulate you. Congratulations on getting a role in Saving Private Ryan. How scary is director Steven Spielberg?" Ben Affleck joked.
"You don't want to know."
"All right. Let's not think about it. We did our best. Besides, maybe we can work with Director Grey."
"Yeah..."
Matt Damon had a complicated look on his face, but he knew how important it was to make a connection. It was already a miracle that he got a role in Saving Private Ryan.
"If they have another project, how about we audition for the important roles? Luckily, we are both under CAA."
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"Is everything ready?"
Kazir asked into his megaphone. The crew gave him the go signal.
"Graveyard scene, Take 5, Lights, Camera, Action!"
A sprinkler was used to create artificial rain in front of the camera, making the whole scene look desolate and depressing.
Everyone wore black clothes.
John Wick (Viggo Mortensen) stood in front of a grave. He watched as his wife's casket slowly descended to the ground.
Holding a black umbrella, his eyes never left the grave.
Time passed until only a few people remained at the funeral.
"John, I am sorry for your loss."
Raizo (Enzo Park), a ninja currently hiding from a certain organization, attended the funeral of his friend.
"Raizo, this place is not safe for you."
"I know."
After those two lines, the man walked off into the darkness and disappeared completely.
"I guess Raizo feels indebted to you."
Suddenly another man appeared.
"Marcus..."
"It's been a while. My condolences... How are you?"
"I keep asking why..."
The two talked for a while.
"John, don't blame yourself."
There was a pause in their conversation before John Wick asked him. The atmosphere turned cold.
"What are you really doing here Marcus?"
"... Just checking up on my old friend."
The rain did not stop, it became stronger instead.
"Cut! Let's do the scene again! Marcus, I mean, Willem, try to smile at the last line. Just a little smile."
"I understand, director."
"Throw more water on the ground! Make the spot look wet. That spot is dry, put some water there."
It would be embarrassing if some parts of the place were dry even though it was "raining". That kind of problem should not be shown on camera.
The filming was already 3/4 finished. It would take at least two weeks to finish the whole shooting. Everyone in the crew was happy. As for the cast, they were quite surprised because they didn't expect it to go so fast.
Kazir Grey was efficient as always, and the cast noticed.
Well, Hong Kong movies could be finished in a month. There was nothing strange if Grey Pictures could do it as well.
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