Two Hundred and Forty-Eight - Virus Source Ready

Just as Wayne led the crew and started filming again, far away in Burbank, Los Angeles, the source of his virus project was also completed.

In a Miramax movie room, the edited version of "The Witch" has just finished screening.

The film's director, Glass-Claude, was sitting in the corner of the film room, looking at several Miramax executives uneasily. Their dislike for the film could be seen from their expressions while watching the movie.

Bob Weinstein rubbed his eyes and sighed helplessly in his mind. He knew that most of the US$400,000 production fund was spent on buying film. It was definitely impossible to make a good film, but It's so bad that it's still hard to believe.

Although he watched it with a frown, Harvey Weinstein didn't care. The reason why the film was made like this had a lot to do with his interference. If it wasn't bad enough, where would the gimmicks be as a selling point?

The production cost was hundreds of thousands of dollars, and it had to be completed within a month. He had already been mentally prepared for what the finished film would look like.

After the lights came on, he winked at his brother. Bob Weinstein nodded, stood up and walked towards the film director.

"Director Claude, the production results are good. Let's go out and discuss the follow-up publicity plan."

"Okay, Mr. Weinstein." The joy on Glass-Claude's face flashed, and he nodded quickly and followed him out of the pull-tab room.

Jimmy, who had just rushed back to Los Angeles, also rubbed his eyes in pain. He now felt that he must have been stupid to take the initiative to see such a torturous thing out of curiosity.

Next to me, Miramax viewing expert Tali Yulia felt that if the film was longer, she would definitely throw up. The two publicity department directors on the side, Harris and Devin, closed their eyes as soon as the film ended.

Harvey Weinstein opened the curtains himself, letting the bright sunshine of Los Angeles shine in. Looking at the few people in the room, he said: "That's about it for the film. All the usable footage has been cut in. Even if we go again If you re-edit it, the effect will be the same as it is now.”

"Harvey." Tali Yulia rubbed her forehead and said without hesitation: "In my opinion, this movie is worthless, even worse than a pile of shit. At least shit still has the value of existence. !”

This middle-aged black woman is an expert in watching movies. She was also one of the first people to discover the commercial value of "Happy Death Day" at the Saint-Denis Film Festival, and then she reported it to her boss.

As soon as they entered the pull-out room today, Jimmy and she recognized each other. Although the woman didn't know the reason for the other person's presence here, she was still very smart and didn't ask any more questions.

"Of course, I know all about it." Harvey Weinstein guessed this comment, but he didn't care at all. "I asked you to come here because I want you to see if there are any obvious logical loopholes in this film."

"I'm sorry, Harvey." Tali Yulia shook her head. “Those long shots that were so shaky that it made me want to vomit, took away most of my attention. However, in my opinion, it doesn’t matter whether there are logical loopholes in such a film. No one will like to watch this thing! "

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. You can go back first. We won't need you here for the time being." Harvey Weinstein also felt that he was dizzy. He even asked a film viewing expert to look at this thing. Anyway, the meaning is indeed Not big.

When Tali Yulia walked out of the tab room, he turned to look at the remaining people. "Harris, is everything alright with your department? I don't want any surprises to happen after the plan is launched."

Harris nodded, opened his notebook and said, "Everything is fine. The extras and several crew members involved in the filming have all signed high confidentiality agreements. The director of the film just now also signed made an agreement.

According to the agreement, they must cooperate with all our promotional plans before and after the film is released. I gave each of them $5,000 from Witch Studio's account, and there was no problem. "

This amount of money is not looked down upon by Harvey Weinstein or Wayne, but for those at the bottom of Hollywood, it is definitely a huge sum of money that allows them to continue to live. If you want to pursue the Hollywood dream, you must first The city survived.

Not only money, but also the fame that may follow if the film can be screened in theaters is also the main motivation for these people.

After he finished speaking, Devin beside him also said: "All the witch information you asked me to collect is also ready. It is ready and can be used for publicity at any time."

Harvey Weinstein nodded with satisfaction. All preparations have been made. As long as the follow-up publicity funds are received, this virus spreading plan can be officially launched at any time.

This was also the reason why he invited Jimmy here today. Every word they exchanged here, he believed that this agent would inform the big director in New York.

"Jimmy." He sat down next to his agent with his belly puffed out. "Tell Wayne that I have contacted the theater company through Miramax and have discussed the screening. There are about a hundred independent theaters that cooperate with our company and have agreed. .

There will definitely be no negotiation with the theater chains. We all know that such a documentary-style pseudo-horror film will never pass the review of the movie viewers of the three major theater chains. However, if our promotion plan goes well, I am confident that we can win the theater deal. "

Jimmy nodded. What he meant was very clear. The chain companies headed by the three major theater chains would definitely fail the review now, but that would not be the case later.

The purpose of establishing commercial theaters is to make profits. If this film allows them to see the prospect of making profits, those people will not care whether it is a good film or a bad film. As long as the film can make money for the theater, it is a good film.

"I will tell Wayne, but we will definitely not be involved. This film has nothing to do with us. I believe you can understand this, right?"

These have been discussed long ago and are the prerequisites for their cooperation. Harvey Weinstein has no objections. Now he is concerned about when to start.

Seeing that the fat man had nothing to say, Jimmy continued: "I have communicated with Warner Bros., and Wayne's first director's share will be received before the end of the year. I will notify the accountant as soon as possible and ask him to transfer the promotional funds Hit the Witch Studio."

"ok."

Harvey Weinstein smiled. Funding was his biggest concern. "After the funds are in place, I will immediately start a publicity plan. Don't worry, this film will not have any connection with Wayne. The creator will only be the young director just now."

He has made a detailed publicity budget. If he wants to achieve the expected effect, he will need more than 10 million US dollars in funds for various media and some activities. Otherwise, the viral effect will not be achieved at all.

This is just publicity funds. Movie copies are also a big money maker. He expects to make at least 2,500 copies, which will cost several million. If he hadn't seen the effect of "The Return of the Clown" with his own eyes, Harvey Wei would Enstein would not play like this if he was crazy.

"Okay, Mr. Weinstein, that's it for today. If you have any other questions, you can contact me at any time."

Jimmy shook hands with the big fat man politely. After coming out of Miramax, he immediately dialed Nina's phone and recounted all the situations.

Far away in the studio in New York, the assistant lady hung up the phone in her hand and looked at the crew that was filming. She wrote down all the key points that the agent said in her notebook and prepared to report to her boss during the lunch break.

At this time, in the street set, cameras of different heights were surrounding a car on the roadside. Naomi Watts was sitting in the driver's seat, looking at Christian Bale sitting next to her with anger in her eyes.

"Pah, pah!"

Then, she slapped the male protagonist twice in the face.

"Cut! Reset the camera, Lily, go and touch up Christian's makeup."

Wayne walked out from behind the monitor with a loudspeaker in hand, shouting loudly. After arriving at the car, he looked at Naomi Watts sitting in the driver's seat and said loudly with an ugly face:

"What's going on? Did you eat too little in the morning, or did you want to have lunch? Hard, understand? Now Bruce Wayne is going to do something wrong, and you are going to wake up your first love. And why should I? I can't see the emotion I should have in your eyes!

How many times has this happened? If you don't want Christian to continue to be beaten, then show a better performance, otherwise, I will let you keep filming until I am satisfied! "

After saying that, he turned back to the director's seat and lit a cigarette with a livid face.

Throughout the morning, Christian Bale performed as well as ever, and Tom Wilkinson, who acted opposite him for the first time, was also in great form on his first day on set, playing the gangster boss vividly.

But when it comes to the male and female protagonist scenes, Naomi Watts has been NGing in different positions. This is already the sixth time. Half of the male protagonist's face is almost swollen from her beating, and now he can only rely on makeup. hidden.

Naomi Watts sat in the car, tears welling up in her eyes, but she stubbornly held them back.

She knew in her heart that no matter how close and special her relationship with Wayne was, as soon as she got into work, he would never have any kindness to talk to.

"Nami, hey, we have to talk." Christian Bale forced out a smile and looked at her sincerely. "You have to get into the mood and hit me hard. Don't worry about my feelings. I'll go and apply to the director and shoot this scene again in the afternoon. You can find your mood."

"Thank you!" Naomi Watts nodded gratefully, looked at half of his face, and said sheepishly: "I'm sorry, I will adjust it soon."