American fame and fortune

The cumbersome action scenes are very expensive to film, and the actors inevitably have minor bumps. Martin himself is fine, and several stunt doubles have multiple bruises.

This is common on set, and stuntmen are used to it.

After another action scene, Martin was fine, and the stand-ins were exhausted and out of breath.

Ajia's voice was already hoarse, and she said to the assistant, "Let them rest for an hour."

Three stuntmen who were similar in size to Martin, and two special actors who appeared to be abnormal, came to the rest area and sat down, all of them didn't want to move anymore.

Martin went to get Gatorade himself, gave everyone a bottle, and said, "Guys, fuel up."

"You take as many shots as we do. Take a rest." The stand-in Buck had developed a good physique, but he had already bald at the age of twenty-five, and said, "Martin, your physical strength is really good."

Martin sat on a chair, bent his arms deliberately, pointed to the bulging muscles and said, "Forgot? I am the most capable person in the crew."

The men chatted together, how could they not brag: "Have you seen my machine gun dance? The endurance is also the best."

Special actor Lord said: "I watched the Saturn Awards live broadcast with my wife. My wife laughed at me when she saw you dancing, saying that you are a softie compared to that man. At that time, I thought, seeing him Definitely beat his brother."

Martin looked frightened: "Man, you can't hit my brother if you hit me in the face, because your hand will be broken!"

Lewis, who is also Martin's stand-in, said: "Martin, I admit that you have the best physical strength and the best fighting skills in the entire crew, but your thick skin is what really ranks first."

The others laughed.

Martin said seriously: "Do you know what the most popular saying in Atlanta is? Everyone is jealous of Martin, and everyone wants to be Martin."

He coughed: "I tell you some good news, this weekend, we will hold a beach party with the crew next door."

Lord became excited: "Really."

Buck said, "The next door is full of pretty girls."

Martin suggested, "How about we form a pick-up group?"

"No, I want to stay away from you." Lewis has already recognized the reality: "Follow you, all the pretty girls will come to you, and we can only pick up the remaining ugly girls."

Several people chatted and laughed for a while, and Bruce came over and said that Sophia was looking for him.

Sophia took Scott out for a trip, and Martin thought she would go directly back to Atlanta, but unexpectedly came back again.

Martin dragged Bruce along: "Don't worry, with me here, she dare not do anything to you."

Bruce's buttocks were clamped tightly, his legs were trembling, but his mouth was very firm: "You are worried about what she will do to you!"

Two big men with a guilty conscience met Sophia at the entrance of the studio.

The female King Kong was wearing a tank top and shorts, showing muscle bumps all over her body: "I'm ready to go back to Atlanta."

Bruce's clenched legs unconsciously relaxed.

"The crew, you two, watch out, don't cause trouble." Sophia suddenly thought of the fat man in Los Angeles who robbed the investment: "If that is called something, it is that ugly fat man who dares to make trouble, call me, and I will go to Los Angeles in person Get rid of him!"

"No problem." Martin gained some confidence, and if Weinstein was looking for trouble, he would call Sophia directly.

Sophia glanced over Bruce's face, Bruce grabbed Martin's arm, and suddenly remembered that this stinky piece of shit was unreliable, and he might have sold himself.

Martin said, "Goodbye."

"Let's go." Sophia greeted Scott and walked out of the studio.

Scott followed behind with a figure-of-eight gait that no relatives recognized.

Martin and Bruce walked back, passing by the drink area, where the two theater managers were packing up.

Their voices were a little high: "Did you see it just now? Martin's action scenes in our crew are very good. He is the best in the crew."

"I have a better one over there." The other is from the crew next door: "He did the Texas Chainsaw Massacre in his last film, you know what the director said? If he goes to war, the Iraqi enemy will have to escape."

The previous plot had something to say: "Anyone can brag."

The person next door said: "You don't know, before he became an actor, he professionally practiced boxing. When he first entered the industry, he once took a shower in the collective bathroom of the studio... He was a very beautiful boy. At that time, he was covered in foam. Here comes A few bastards were trying to have some fun, he saw them in the mirror, and... bang bang bang, the bastards fell."

The theater manager asked, "Really?"

"Many people over there know it."

Martin and Bruce kept walking, walking inside.

When they walked away, the two turned their heads to look, and the drama manager said, "He must have heard it, the final payment."

Rick from the next-door group took out a rolled up small-denomination dollar and stuffed it into his hand: "Promote more in the crew."

The theater manager took the money: "It's a small thing."

When he came to the resting place, Martin found a place where no one was around and sat down, closing his eyes and meditating.

Bruce sat next to him and glanced at the drink area.

Martin asked: "Who are they talking about? What are they trying to do? In such a stupid way?"

Bruce thought for a while: "Stimulate you to fight with someone? Are you bragging in the crew, making people misunderstand that you are a bright and decent person who likes to stick to the front?"

Martin was unhappy: "Am I not bright enough? Not decent enough?"

Bruce makes sense with the facts: "Give me an example of when and where you confronted someone head-on."

Martin didn't answer at all, and turned back: "Leaving enough information, you want me to come to fight with him? This kind of bad method is not as good as Adrian."

He shook his head: "That idiot Lily is better than him."

Bruce said, "Ask who it is first."

Martin took out his mobile phone, called Blake Lively, asked a few words, hung up again, and said, "Mike Vogel, I'm not surprised at all."

Bruce said: "The WMA actor with a style similar to yours? No wonder, you are in the way, what a shit circle."

Martin pointed to the side: "He's on the set next door, do you want to provoke me to fight with him?" He recalled several times he had contact with the other party: "He doesn't look like such a brainless person."

Bruce suggested: "How about this, you continue to brag in the crew, I will release the news, spend some money to ask Dalot for help, and see what's going on."

Martin laughed: "Bragging, I'm the best at it."

When the break time came, the makeup was simply touched up, and Martin and the stuntmen entered the set again.

Perhaps spurred by news of the weekend party, the stuntmen came back to life.

…………

Los Angeles, Pacific Pictures.

In the office, Louise, who was wearing black-rimmed glasses, was shrewd and capable, without any flirtatiousness.

Assistant Nikki knocked on the door and came in, putting the latest report on the desk.

Louise took it over and sighed: "Even Jerry Bruckheimer can't create a counterattack miracle."

"King Arthur," co-produced by Touchstone Films and Bruckheimer Films, was a fiasco.

With an investment of hundreds of millions of dollars, the box office in North America was only $15 million in the first weekend. Now that three weekends have passed, the box office in North America is only a pitiful $45 million, and the number of films dropped from more than 3,000 theaters to less than 2,000.

Huge losses cannot be avoided.

"Troy" failed to meet expectations, "King Arthur" failed badly at the box office, what about the same type of "Alexander the Great"?

Louise's career as a producer for many years gave her a feeling that the market is tired of this genre?

The success of the "Gladiator" and "Lord of the Rings" series makes people think that North America will usher in an era of epic and fantasy.

There may be errors in the judgments generally accepted in the industry.

Louise took the wine bottle next to her, poured a glass of wine, drank it down, picked up the phone and dialed the number of Warner CEO Barry Meyer, suggesting to postpone the release of "Alexander the Great".

Barry Meyer refused. The platter project involves all kinds of funds, and no one wants to wait.

Louise called Warner President Alan Horn again. The latter also did not think it was a good idea to postpone the release. The market will not change in the short term. Failing that, postponing for half a year will not change the outcome.

After hanging up the phone, Louise took another drink, got up and went to the window, looking at the Warner Studio not far away, feeling extremely stressed for a while.

She took off her glasses, took out the note pad Martin gave her from her bag, tore off a page, and called her assistant Nikki: "Call Esquire and the Bartenders Association and tell them that Master Bartender Louise -Mel concocted a whole new cocktail."

…………

The jeans crew is stationed, the crew is making final preparations for the official shooting, and the actors are busy rehearsing their roles.

Ten days later, Mike Vogel will follow the crew B team and transfer to Greece for filming.

Producer Rick found Vogel quietly and said, "I've been there every day for the past few days, and I'm completely sure that Martin Davis likes to brag and is extremely arrogant, and everyone in that crew praises him."

Vogel adjusted his dark brown hair in front of the mirror: "Is there any more?"

"He likes to drink, and he would go to have a drink with the cast and crew every day after work." Rick inquired a lot from there: "As long as he drinks a little more, he will brag even more. He claims to be the most talented person in Georgia. He even bragged about gun battles with gangsters and traffickers when he was too drunk, and shot the trafficker's ass off with one shot, and he knew it was fake when he heard it."

Vogel nodded, typical of drinking too much and not knowing who he is.

It is judged that Martin Davis is arrogant and likes to brag in front of others. He deliberately released the news in order to stimulate Martin's competitiveness, and then combine alcohol...

Vogel asked again: "Are you sure the crew is going to have a party?"

Rick replied, "This Saturday, all day."

Vogel stood in front of the mirror and thought for a few minutes: "Rick, you are Mexican, can you get a rattlesnake or other poisonous snakes."

"What do you want to do? Put poisonous snakes in his room?" Although Rick is from Tijuana, he doesn't want to cause an American homicide: "I don't do this kind of thing, the hotel is monitored everywhere, and there is no way to avoid it! Dude, I I advise you not to mess around."

Vogel's father used to work in a snake farm, so he knew a little about venomous snakes: "How could I do such a thing? Are you kidding me?"

Rick asked, "Are you sure you're not messing around?"

"Find someone to get a snake, and most of the poison sac will be emptied." Vogel whispered a few more words, emphasizing: "I will add money."

Rick responded, "Okay, there's no shortage of this stuff in Mexico."

Two updates today.