latent syndrome

Chapter 37 37. Inspirational Movies
the next day.

Overcast, gray sky.

Hollywood, a meeting room of a well-known film company.

One of L.A.'s most prestigious directors and screenwriters, along with her assistant, received a heavy call.

Today there will be a rich man coming to invest in a movie, and he should be greeted with the highest standard of courtesy.

It is said that this rich man has a crude idea that requires professionals to polish it into a movie script. If it is suitable, he will hire an excellent director and team in the company to make a movie. Covers all costs associated with film production.

This kind of skill has to be astonishing, because this is a guaranteed business, which means that this rich man will bear all losses.

In the well-lit meeting room, famous imitation paintings of assembly lines are mounted on the wall, and the well-maintained potted plants and minimalist decoration make this place appear more advanced.

Unlike the screenwriter's imagination, the person who came was not a rich old man half-stepping into the dirt who wanted to entertain himself, but a... young man in a black leather jacket.

Accompanying him was a man in a silver striped suit and glasses with an extremely solemn expression.

"Just like what your boss told you, I want to make an inspirational film."

All the personnel have been deployed in place, and as long as Di Yu has a thought, he can immediately set off a tsunami in Los Angeles.

And now Di Yu wants to kick off the prelude to this hell, a declaration similar to divine revelation.

If it is just occupying the TV station and making radical remarks, it is just a bad trick of terrorists, a low-level clumsy technique.

The real penetration comes from subconsciousness, from the awakening of the inner torn, so as to rise above this absurd sinking sea.

The screenwriter listened carefully to every word of the rich man.

The sound insulation effect of the room is excellent, the disc modern wall clock on the wall, the second hand is moving crisply, making the atmosphere a bit quiet.

"Inspirational films... There are many forms, sports competitions, careers, or campus themes, may I know which type you want?"

The screenwriter instructed a female assistant to write down Di Kyu's request in a notebook, and at the same time asked another female assistant to pour tea for Di Kyu.

"I don't know what kind of subject it is, but keep it close to reality, and don't engage in any chivalry, and vulgar plots such as nobles helping and life mentors." Di Yu pondered, tapping on the table with two fingers , After thinking for a while, he added: "But there must be elements of horror and horror. It is probably about a person whose life is very failed and confused. He didn't even know what he wanted to defeat, so everything he did was useless. In the end, he found this enemy, and this enemy was invincible, because what he wanted to fight was the universe itself, so he chose Accepting who he is, accepting the worst of himself, because he was truly blessed in that, and finally being who he really is.”

Di Kuo thinks this description is very apt.

The female assistant wrote down all the words she said very seriously, but the screenwriter felt the seriousness of the problem.

"In this case... Affected by the rating system, I think the lowest rating is PG13, or even R rating, which will have a lot of impact on the box office."

The screenwriter probably understood what the rich man meant. He wanted to make a different "inspirational film", but it was not about self-improvement, but self-destruction.

"I have a way to fix the level problem."

Di Yu said seriously.

"It has nothing to do with those... It was made by the people of the Film Association. You should know that our market is global..."

The screenwriter guessed that Fu Hao was someone who didn't know much about the film industry.

"I have a way to fix the level problem."

Di Yu just repeated that sentence.

"In this case... it does not match the mainstream value, and it may affect the box office."

Screenwriters do worry about these issues.

"I don't care about the box office."

"I don't even care if it gets out."

"I just need...a master tape, which can copy thousands of backup master tapes."

Di Yu said calmly.

Yaxiu opened the suitcase, and the green paper inside was neatly folded, exuding a deadly allure.

"I don't even fucking care about contracts, I'm more of an old fashioned gentlemen's agreement."

Di Yu lit a cigarette and smoked.

And the screenwriter has signaled the female assistant to get the best red wine from the wine cabinet.

"Then is there any request for other details?"

The screenwriter asked.

Di Yu shook his head, anyway, it's still a long time, so we can't rush for success.

"Then there is the final question. Characters are the core of a movie. Do you have any considerations for casting?"

The screenwriter took out a booklet from the file bag and said, "These movie stars have cooperated with us, see if there is anything you want."

The screenwriter made his debut with a CULT-level movie, and won praise from insiders and some loyal fans, but he later switched to commercial movies due to various reasons.

Di Yu turned around, frowning.

"I think these are inappropriate and completely inconsistent with the objective facts. They are all beautiful ladies and gentlemen. They seem to be very successful. How can they have a life of failure?"

Di Yu put the back of his hand on his chin, thinking, the green eyes in his eyes are breathtaking.

"What I need is hatred, isolation, despair, powerlessness."

"I figured it out, the protagonist must be a woman."

"A woman who looks like a loser at first glance must be ugly, short, and like a fat pig."

"Nobody wants to fuck her because she's a fucking Jurassic dinosaur, and then every night to a romantic drama, you know, some people at night, they touch themselves."

"She's so ugly she can't even get any work, just pretends to be a fucking amusement park puppet, takes off the headgear and scares the kids to cry."

Di Kuo thought it was a genius idea, like an apple falling on Newton's head.

And one of the screenwriter's female assistants has already changed her face, and there is hidden hostility in her eyes looking at Di Yu.

The screenwriter is very interested.

"It doesn't matter who you cast, it doesn't matter if you use CG special effects or something like that."

"The focus is on the spirit, and the spirit is the most important thing."

"Do you know the symbolic world?"

"She wants to fully integrate with the symbolic world, and what she accepts is the indoctrination of all mainstream values."

"But all of it felt out of place for her."

"It's an invisible brainwashing disguised as beeswax, thereby wasting her true talent."

"It's like when your boss asks you to go to work, if you give orders directly, you can feel that this is a confrontational relationship, and you will only work for profit."

"And when your boss pretends to be your good buddy and asks you to go to work in the name of a friend, you don't feel confrontation. This kind of invisible slavery kills everyone, and you who are coerced can only fight with dedication. Influence yourself and become a pig dog."

"Right, that is it."

"Until one day, she realized that she didn't have to live by such rules at all."

"She realizes the fact that her only talent is ugly. God gave her the technology to commit horrible crimes. This is a gift. She cannot refuse this innate talent. It is God's blessing. If it can be like this the words said."

"When people can't realize themselves from virtue, I think they can only find it from pain and evil."

Di Yu nodded, thinking it was a motto.

The female assistant was already speechless.

And the female assistant who went out to get the wine just now returned to the meeting room and poured wine for the screenwriter and the two visitors.

"Sir, please forgive my vulgar language...but you, what a fucking genius!"

The screenwriter was amazed, the enthusiasm in his eyes was absolutely unreal.

In the crisp sound of clinking glasses.

Di Yu finally added.

"As for the finale, friends, it's actually a documentary, cheers."

Di Yu drank the wine in the glass and said calmly.

(End of this chapter)