Chapter 651: Crazy
Everything comes from "Digital Murder".
Although the box office and word-of-mouth performance of this movie were lower than expected, it attracted a lot of attention in the eyes of Hollywood professionals, and received a lot of recognition from Brad Renfro to Ryan Gosling:< br>
Apart from anything else, when people are considering actors and casts, it is an important breakthrough for two people to successfully enter the attention of producers or directors.
So, Hollywood is always saying, go act, go work, seize any opportunity, even a terrible opportunity, no one can predict what direction this opportunity will lead to and what it will bring in the end. Any result, as long as there is a chance, it means a possibility.
"Murder by Numbers," that is.
Although it failed, it brought Brad Renfro into Frank Marshall's vision. After three rounds of auditions, Brad unexpectedly became the first person to confirm Frank's Oscar project. Actors——
Currently, the director has not been confirmed and other actors have not been confirmed. They are currently in the script creation stage. Therefore, Brad’s role has not been confirmed yet, but with Frank’s business card, the movie is still under development. It has already attracted attention early on, booking Brad a spot in advance during next year's awards season.
Whether there is a nomination or not is another matter; the point is, appearing in the discussion during the awards season, with exposure, attention and discussion, Brad's career has opened up immediately.
Opportunity is rare.
Is Anson envious?
Not at all.
Brad has his development opportunities, and Anson has his own.
So, Anson sincerely sends his blessings.
But.
Brad looked a little anxious, "Well, according to the original plan, filming should start early next month, but, I, uh, I will not take on this project."
Anson did not hide his surprise. , "What happened?"
Brad took a deep breath, "This is why I came to you. I don't care about work, at least, I'm trying not to care so much."
"Because...huh...because everything about Vanity Fair almost makes me crazy. It is killing me slowly. I become a madman that I don't even know."
This time, Anson did not continue. Joking around and being in Vanity Fair, they are all turning into people they don't recognize at all. Something seems to be eroding, rotting, and collapsing deep in their souls. They think they can be an exception and think that they will not change like others. However, when they wait By the time he noticed the change, it was already too late.
Brad rubbed his cheeks vigorously with both hands, and his handsome face became more and more haggard.
“I think, I might be really crazy.”
“I’m waiting for the results of the audition, I’m waiting for the producer’s answer, I have to be patient after going through four auditions Waiting for a response from the producer."
"But there was no reply."
"I can't bother Frank Marshall, who am I, I'm a nobody, I can't call directly. Frank Marshall demanded an answer, and I didn’t even dare to bother the casting director, so I kept calling and texting the casting director’s assistant, a helpless ant like me.”
"I don't know how many text messages I sent her or how many messages I left. Five hundred? Or six hundred? In short, I filled up her voicemail."
"At the beginning, I I was pleading and pleading, but then I lost my mind."
"I felt like she was ignoring me, I felt like she was ruining my job opportunities, I felt like she was ruining my future, I felt like she was ignoring me. My mind was filled with countless thoughts, sliding towards darkness little by little."
"Then."
"I, uh, I found her address and went straight to her door. .”
Anson: ...
Anson's first reaction was to doubt his ears and look at Brad in disbelief.
What happened last time was outrageous and exaggerated, but now it seems that it was just a sprinkle of water. After Brad moved out, he fell deeper and deeper into the world. His world was rapidly collapsing, and in the end, only Endless madness. Anson was not mentally prepared.
Brad showed a wry smile and nodded gently in affirmation.
"So I said, I'm crazy."
"It's not just you, I don't recognize me anymore."
"Previously, Hayden's audition, your and James's audition , we also advise you to be calm and patient, a month or two is nothing at all, but when it is my turn, I feel like I have completely lost my mind."
"I am waiting. Regarding the filmmaker's response, I was waiting for them to choose the right director, and I was waiting for the project to progress. I couldn't rest for a second. I kept trying to contact the assistant, but I didn't get any response. I even started to contact major hospitals to worry about it. Is something wrong with her?"
Anson tried to control himself and tried to avoid interrupting Brad's words, but he still couldn't hold back, "You mean the casting director's assistant?"
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As the project progresses, no matter what happens, a casting director's assistant never gets to speak up. Not to mention assistants, even the casting director doesn't have the right to make decisions.
In other words, Brad went crazy and found the wrong person.
Brad understood, he gave a wry smile and rubbed his temples.
"You know? Looking back now, I also realized the abnormality; but at that moment, my brain was occupied by those random thoughts and I couldn't think normally at all. I just felt that Hollywood was hurting him. There were countless people outside People are waiting to take my place and take my chance.”
“Haha, I can’t see them, but I feel they are everywhere.”
"Oh, God."
Brad rubbed his cheeks vigorously, and his slumped shoulders revealed a powerful weakness and fatigue, as if they might fall apart at any time.
Anson tried to comfort Brad. This can happen to anyone. They are all victims of being tortured by Hollywood. Just look at "Sunset Boulevard" and you will know that for fame and fortune, even death is not enough. Said, in contrast, Brad at least did not cross that line, but when the words came to his lips, he was still unable to say them out -
Because Brad crossed the line.
He secretly found the home of the casting director’s assistant.
If the other party calls the police...
Brad did not notice Anson's silence and struggle and continued.
“Until I stood in front of her house, I was like John-Cusack carrying a radio confession in ‘Into the Deep’, but obviously, John-Cusack’s performance It was about romantic love, but obviously, it wasn’t what I was performing.”
“Then.”
“She told me that the audition was actually the day before.”
"To be precise, the audition was on Friday, and it was Saturday night when I ran to her door. Strictly speaking, it was thirty-six hours."
Is this some absurd comedy? ?
In comparison, what happened at the last movie review reading meeting was nothing but water, and it pales into insignificance.
Even though Anson tried his best to hide it, there was still a bit of confusion and absurdity in his eyes. He boasted that he had experienced hundreds of battles in two lifetimes and was well-informed. Nothing could surprise him or even make him lose his composure. , but I never expected that it was an eye-opener and I was shocked.
Sure enough, there are people outside the world -
Standing in Vanity Fair, Anson was still a newbie. For a moment, Anson didn't know how to respond.
(End of this chapter)