William White knew that creating an LCD monitor wasn't feasible at the time. The technology had a long way to go.
However, designing screens for learning devices and PDAs was relatively easier. Many labs had already made breakthroughs, but they were unwilling to showcase their achievements.
"You're kidding, right? This technology is best left to the Japanese. Their TVs are selling like hotcakes, so it's unlikely they'd dabble in this."
His PSP had a cheap LCD screen because the Japanese were turning against each other. A fierce competition among computer manufacturers had slashed LCD prices significantly. Without that, there'd be no handheld game consoles.
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"Damn, that chick is smokin' hot."
"Wow, I can't take it anymore."
"Damn director, why'd you cut the shot? Where'd the scene go?"
Men are always greedy. Show them a bit, and they'll want more.
Hearing the audience's complaints below, Sharon Stone blushed a bit, but William White didn't care much.
What're you thinking? Isn't it nice to have a bit of longing? Besides, I'm making an art film, not an action flick. You all have quite the imagination.
The movie didn't have a big premiere or much promotion. After all, an R-rated movie couldn't be advertised like a regular film; there were still kids watching TV.
"Sharon, do you believe that after tonight, I'll become a mentor for many, and you'll become the dream of many, ha, although surely not a healthy dream."
"Hmph, you've ruined me. I'll have to wear sunglasses everywhere now."
"Please, isn't that the life of a Hollywood goddess? Always hiding the face, always uncooperative. Isn't that your dream?"
"Yeah, I used to think it was my dream."
"Mmm, and now?"
"I don't know, maybe I want to be a little woman by your side."
"Haha, don't be silly. You belong on the screen. For the rest, you'll find time for it once you're tired of it all."
Leaving the girl's dilemma aside, sometimes achieving a dream leaves you clueless. It's all pretentious.
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"This guy, just how much of a jerk can he be?"
"Heh, Jobs, that's just envy. If you want in on this industry, you have to learn this stuff."
"No, no, Lucas, I'm different from him. I have my own dreams."
"Haha, Jobs, trust me, tonight every man's dream is instinctual. Dammit, that word, instinct. Heh."
Knowing he couldn't keep up with things at Apple, Jobs started seeking new directions. Not wanting to leave the public eye, Hollywood seemed like a reasonable choice.
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Critics didn't know how to describe the film; you couldn't just say it cured your ED. It was a bit lowbrow; best not to watch.
Criticize it as indecent? The camera work was skillful, and its message was subtle.
Too violent or bloodthirsty? Heck, crime scenes are like that.
Maybe criticize its questionable morals? How could a bad woman evade legal consequences?
In the end, a bunch of bored critics got roasted. Their detractors were equally idle, asserting such a beauty should be acquitted. Any punishment would be downright wrong.
William White found it all absurd. Couldn't they see the story was entirely fictional?
Idiots!
The film's plot was rather absurd. How could an FBI agent be such an idiot? You're there to solve a case, not chase skirts. If you got killed, it'd be quite the joke.
The FBI maintained they were being misrepresented, claiming William White couldn't possibly have good things to say about them.
In White's movies, regular agents were often depicted positively. But when it came to the FBI, they were portrayed as clueless. And this time, they'd been made into real fools.
No matter the controversy, some doctor said his patients' ED improved after watching the film.
"Boss, you're amazing. Can you actually say it cures ailments? How about opening a hospital?"
"Screw that, the guy must be an incompetent doctor."
William White had no words for his buddy's quip. It was honestly quite embarrassing.
In many cases, people suffer from psychological issues rather than functional problems. Such ailments can be easy or hard to treat. Sometimes a bit of psychological suggestion can relieve their pain.
That's the situation now.
Alright, when a film becomes an academic topic, William White started feeling uneasy.
Jeez, doctors don't need prescriptions anymore; they just hand out movie tickets.
William White found himself with a splitting headache, unable to comprehend how things turned out this way.
While he pondered this head-scratcher, a bunch of video rental folks went crazy. To them, this tape was a must-have for any home or vacation.
Even some *action* directors stopped making films. They decided to study William White's approach, thinking it was supposed to be their domain. Crossing into their territory seemed unfair.
Heated discussions led more people to flood the theaters.
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William White ignored them. His Ghost was wrapping up production, aiming for the Valentine's Day slot.
"You don't have to look at me like that, you know?"
"Pfft, I was just thinking about what the scene will be like when this movie comes out."
"Jeez, Nastassja, do you think I should just try my luck in West Hollywood?"
"Haha, haha, I bet if you did, those guys would all switch careers."
The Hollywood bigwigs were baffled; their common sense was shattered. They never imagined an R-rated film could do so well.
Could it get any more outrageous?
Full house for E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial was no surprise. And Speed could have it too.
But when had an R-rated film ever been so packed?
What left them speechless was the fact that even kids were trying to sneak in. Getting refused, they ended up cursing the ratings board.
Truthfully, classifying the movie as R-rated was a stretch. Overall, it was borderline. Now, being showcased, it left critics speechless.
Sharon Stone became a star. Her ad fees had reached superstar levels. That former country girl had finally made it big.
*****
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