Chapter 944 A sudden turn of events
Take a deep breath, take another deep breath, and try your best to control your heart.
However, it still failed, and my heart was beating wildly and was on the verge of exploding.
Nicholas was bitter.
He thought he had looked away, remained calm and calm, and acknowledged that whether the jury or the official program, they all only represented the aesthetics of a small group of people, which did not mean that he agreed 100%. On the contrary, Likewise.
At the same time, keep an open mind and really enjoy the atmosphere of the film festival. There is no need to be obsessed with the award winners like the Oscars. Instead, focus on the movies. This is the correct way to open the film festival.
As a result, the secret was revealed immediately——
Collapse.
Nicholas took a deep breath and tried to convince himself not to be blinded by prejudice. There was no need to be so harsh on the "Cortright family".
Unfortunately, it failed.
Nicholas doesn't like "The Cortrights" not because of the official score of 0.3, but because he can't understand how this movie entered the main competition. It's a complete farce.
The fact is that in his later years, Bertrand-Brier's entire creative state has declined overall, his comedies have turned into farces, and the quality of his films is really not good.
If it doesn’t work, it doesn’t work. It’s a simple truth.
But what now?
The "Cortlet Family" entered the main competition and were recalled on the last day, and were only one step away from the Palme d'Or trophy.
Thinking of this, Nicholas's whole stomach spasmed.
He wanted to vomit.
Not only him, but also all the other reporters in the press conference room.
Sighs, wailings, and exclamations filled the field——
Some people stood there and stared at the TV screen in disbelief, wishing to burn two holes in the screen; some people were pulling their hair. , the few hairs left were no longer taken care of; someone ran rampant in the press conference room like a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Some people silently opened the door to the press conference room and went outside to light cigarettes; some people drank a glass of whiskey and plucked up the courage to pick up their laptops, put their hands on the keyboard and prepared to type. They thought they were ready but found that their brains went blank.
Everything was strange, but without exception, they all fell into shock for a short time.
Nicholas noticed Karl's surprise and patted him lightly on the shoulder.
Karl was shocked and finally remembered to breathe.
Take a deep breath, but the red cheeks will not return to normal in a short time. Karl rubbed his face hard and tried to organize his words.
"The 'Cortright Family'...should not be that..."
After all, he couldn't finish the words, and Karl looked at Nicholas blankly.
Nicholas lightly shrugged, "Admit it, the 'Cortright Family' just can't do it."
Karl smiled bitterly, "So, the Palme d'Or is awarded to the bottom work in the official program, so "Has this happened before?"
Nicholas actually touched his chin, "Hey, I really haven't thought about this. I need to search my memory. It's worth studying."
Carl, "Is it better to give the Palme d'Or to the 'Cortrights' or to the 'Brown Rabbits'?"
Nicholas showed interest, "That's a good question."
< br>So, is this considered joy in suffering?
At this moment, a commotion stirred up waves like ripples.
“Absurd, ha, absurd!”
After all, some people in the crowd couldn't control themselves, cursed and walked away with their sleeves, turned around and left the press conference room, refusing to witness such history.
Moreover, there are more than one or two. When the first figure taking the lead to leave appeared, followed by a small group of people who also left one after another, the rage and anxiety aroused a billowing heat wave, which almost ignited the dry paper in the room——
It is true that they are the media and they still have news reporting work to complete, but now that the matter is clear, is there any need to stay?
Not necessarily.
After the storm, the media reporters who stayed in the press conference room couldn't help but sigh. They really couldn't blame those people.
Withdrawing their gaze, one or two people started typing on the keyboard and got busy.
From the perspective of movie audiences, this is indeed a complete disaster; but from the perspective of media reporters, they are about to witness history:
Headed by Patrice Jaap The jury is about to award the Palme d'Or to "The Cortrates," the film with the lowest official score in the history of the Cannes Film Festival.
At the same time, five films shared seven awards, including Best Actor Double Yolk, and "Invasion" won two trophies for Best Screenplay and Best Actress. All of them were bold and defied expectations and subverted speculation. move.
Everywhere is different.
While everyone is discussing whether the highest score in the official program is worthy of the Palme d'Or, this year's Cannes Film Festival is taking an unconventional route to write history.
It is conceivable that after tonight, the global film industry will face an impact.
Taking a deep breath, Nicholas and Karl also started to get busy.
With his fingers floating on the keyboard, Nicholas sorted out his thoughts for a moment.
"Controversy.
This is the absolute keyword throughout the 2003 Cannes Film Festival. It is positive and negative at the same time. The jury led by Patrice Jahou left a question to history, waiting Time will give the answer..."
Crackling.
Nicholas’ thoughts were spinning all over the place. Even though he was depressed, even irritable, even angry, even though all kinds of emotions were surging in his mind, he still found the focus and turned all the disappointment and bitterness into the words in his hand.
On the TV screen, Patrice Jaap appeared.
No performances, no concerts, no breaks, one award after another, even the Palme d'Or, without exception, and then the answer is revealed.
However, there is no suspense anymore.
Not only the press conference room, but also the Lumiere Hall -
Use the elimination method to find out. Now Patrice has only one answer in his hand, and all the bustling eyes are Gathering towards Bertrand-Brier, an extraordinary Cannes Film Festival is about to end in an extraordinary way.
The Palme d'Or, one of the highest honors at the three major European film festivals, is the highest reward and the highlight of a career for any filmmaker.
The scene was a little agitated.
The guests did not even pay attention to Patrice. Instead, they stared at Bertrand one by one.
Even laymen Alex and Eric noticed the abnormality and secretly glanced at Anson, but now was not the best time to explain. Anson could only use his eyes to ask them to be patient. Then look towards the stage.
Under the spotlight, Patrice Xiahou could also detect the restlessness at the scene. The eyes that should have belonged to him were all out of focus at this moment, but he didn't care, looking calm and calm.
Like Maitreya Buddha.
Patrice still gave the introduction in a decent manner, then symbolically opened the envelope in his hand, and glanced at the card in his hand as if at an award ceremony. Although everyone had already expected the answer, the atmosphere still needed to be created. , otherwise it will be dry and boring.
Procedures still need to be in place.
But after all, he didn’t try to be mysterious like Oscar. He just took a deep breath and directly revealed the answer.
"...Golden Palm, 'Elephant'."
(End of Chapter)