Exploiting Hollywood 1980

   Chapter 225 Unpredictable world events

   "What to drink?" Ronald, who had returned to the hotel, asked Demi Moore, who was also there.

   "Champagne is good. Congratulations on your Golden Globes," Demi replied.

  Ronald put the award certificate neatly on the table, then called the food delivery service, ordered a bottle of champagne and some strawberries, and two sandwiches.

   He loosened his bow tie, took off his award-winning dress and hung it up, and put on a light jacket. Ronald asked Demi, "What happened? How come you don't have a place to live?"

  Rejected Timothy Hutton's party invitation, Demi Moore chose to leave with Ronald. This made Ronald very happy, and he maintained his image in front of his enemy Hutton, without losing his share.

   But she didn't ask Demi to find another place to party later. She said she had an appointment at the time, which made Ronald feel that Demi seemed to be asking for herself. In addition, in the taxi, I asked Demi where she lived to take her back, and Demi said that she had no place to live...

"Freddy was unwilling to find a job for me in the film and television industry. If I didn't have the chance to appear in the film, there would be no agent willing to sign me, and without an agent, there would be no new job. In addition, he was unwilling to divorce his wife. I don't even have a surname. It's his, you bastard."

   "I was boarding with Natasha for a while, but she will join Coppola's crew the day after tomorrow, and Polanski will no longer pay her rent. I have nowhere to stay."

  Demi likes this warm hotel room very much. She sits on the sofa and takes off her high heels to soothe her toes which are a bit uncomfortable from walking at night.

   It seems to be an old problem. Ronald remembers when Demi's boyfriend, rock singer Freddie Moore, was reluctant to pay for the audition. He didn't like Demi as an actor.

   But without a job, there is no money. Demi, who wants to live independently, can't even pay the rent.

   Ronald didn't ask why Demi didn't go to her family. America's divorce rate is very high these days. Since she didn't go to her family, she must not come from a warm family.

   "You know, Demi. I live in New York now. My script was bought by Universal, but filming hasn't started yet. At this stage, I don't have the right to find you a job on the set..."

"Hey, do you think I'm here with you for a job?" Demi's face changed when she heard this, thinking that Ronald was shirking, so she put on her shoes and was so angry that she wanted to leave, "You're an **** too. , Ronald. Knowing I..."

Ronald didn't expect Demi's reaction to be so big. It seems that she has received a lot of scorn recently, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, "Please give me some confidence Demi. We are friends, right? I just want to help as a friend. you."

   "Ding dong..." The waiter who happened to deliver the food pushed the cart in and helped them open the champagne.

   took out a note and sent the waiter, Ronald closed the door.

  Demi took a glass of champagne and sipped it, and said no more, "I remember you are a member of the director's union, why are you now a screenwriter? Can you find me a chance to be an actor?"

   "Directors have very few jobs..." Ronald smiled, "A movie has dozens or hundreds of actors, but only one director. Now I can only direct some commercials and write scripts for the movie."

   "Advertising director, that's pretty good too. You've also won a Golden Globe. When will your script start?" Demi said.

"I'm talking to David Lynch about directing now," Ronald replied. "Listen, Demi. David Lynch has other offers, and I think he wants to wait until the end of March for the Oscars to sell. , I can find you a job as an extra, but you also need income during this time..."

   A smile appeared on Demi's face, and her thin curved eyebrows made her face soft when she smiled, not as strong as usual.

   "I have an agent in charge of my advertising business, and I can get him to give you a few ad spots in Los Angeles, enough for you to rent a small motel until you find an opportunity."

   "Not bad, better than actually going to Qui magazine to take adult photos."

"No, if you want to do it, you have to do it at a Playboy level, Demi." Ronald teased, "My agent Eddie has a business in this area, but to be honest, it's not a good shortcut to Hollywood. Go, like Stratten, who was killed by her husband."

   "I know, I wouldn't consider this step unless I was desperate. It's a rare opportunity for me to appear in an advertisement."

  Demi Moore is somewhat disappointed, after all, Ronald is not a popular star like Timothy Hutton. The level of resources is not high, and it is impossible to promote Natasha Kinski as the heroine at one time like Polanski.

   However, Ronald can give her the resources here alone, while Hutton has to compete with many people, and maybe play some multiplayer games with him. Besides, he was already standing beside Ronald at the time, and Hutton just wanted to humiliate Ronald. Even if he defected on the spot, it might not give her any chance.

  Demi took off her shoes, walked up to Ronald and looked up at Ronald's face. This looks is not a loss, much better than Freddie.

  Ronald continued, "When the movie starts, I will find a way to solve your trade union qualification problem. Now the minimum wage for actors has increased. Based on the average shooting time of eight weeks, you can get..."

  Demi's well-modified face is very beautiful. From this angle, it looks a bit like Vivien Leigh, the heroine of the classic movie Gone with the Wind.

   Remembering what Miss New York Prosecutor had told him about the feelings of urban men and women, Ronald kissed it down, wrapping his hands around Demi's waist, looking for the position of the buttons.

   "Let me do it myself, it's my most expensive dress." Demi slapped Ronald on the chest and laughed.

"boom!"

   Meanwhile, Timothy Hutton at the crazy party smashes the champagne glasses.

   "Natasha Kinski, this bitch, actually left on the pretext of joining Coppola's crew, bitch, she couldn't walk when she saw Coppola."

   His agent reminded him, "Don't speak ill of Hollywood's first director here."

   "Fuxck! And that Natalie Wood, I'm a boy. Do you think I'm a boy?" Hutton asked the beauties at the party.

   "No, Tim, you are a man among men." Several of the remaining girls quickly complimented.

   "That's it, I played a boy in 'Ordinary People', but all the people thought of me as a boy."

   "But it's the first step in your acting career, Tim. You've already won a Golden Globe, and if you can get nominated for an Oscar and get an award, you'll get a better script and a better character..."

"Well, what if? Didn't you guarantee that I would be nominated?" Timothy Hutton drank another glass of champagne, "I won't be playing the role of a high school student again, that grease sequel, you help me out He, I think the restart script 'Taps' sent a few days ago is good, military school students against real estate developers to rebuild."

   "Soldier, I want to play a soldier, a manly soldier." Hutton became more and more excited when he spoke, "Do you think I'll play a soldier?"

   "Oh, Timothy, you're going to offend Universal Pictures like this. They fired the original creative team so that you could star, and they were willing to ask the David Zucker brothers to direct."

   "I don't care, I'm the Best Supporting Actor at the Golden Globes! And Oscar, hahaha..."

"Have you heard? Timothy Hutton quit the Grease sequel and chose 20th Century Fox's military academy comedy 'Lights Out'. ."

   A few days later, Ronald, who returned to New York, received a call from his agent Richard and learned the news.

   "Yeah, things are unpredictable." Ronald also sighed, how Hutton's film selection was like a child's play.

   "In addition, Spielberg sent a message through his assistant Katherine, saying that he personally thanked you for your revisions. Now he is busy with the post-editing of the new film and cannot thank him personally. I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate with you again in the future."

   "Is he sincere? Do I have a chance to work with him?" Ronald was excited to hear Spielberg's message.

   "Spielberg has always liked to support and promote in the industry, but he has been very busy recently. This time, maybe your script revision opinion has satisfied him. At least you will receive other script evaluation requests from him."

   "You know, Ronald. This year's Oscar nomination voting ends tomorrow. I hope you can get nominated for Best Original Screenplay, which will add a heavy weight to your career."

   "Really, when will the nominations be announced?" Ronald felt that good news kept coming.

   "February 17th..."

   "Ronnie, here comes the replay."

   Aunt Karen is calling. Today is a replay of the Golden Globe Awards ceremony, and Ronald and his family enjoy the heroic appearance of his award.

   "The Best Original Song Was..."

  Eh, Ronald is a little embarrassed, Michael Gore occupied most of the shots, only a few seconds left in his own shots, but fortunately he didn't miss the link to thank his family.

   "It needs to be cut within 2 hours, so many nominees don't have footage." Diane Lane understood the broadcast rules of the Golden Globes and explained to Aunt Karen.

   "It's okay, I'll see Ronald on stage to accept the award. Did you record it for me?" Aunt Karen asked Donna.

   "It's all recorded," Donna replied.

  Thanks for being there when Irene Cara was there, the camera really gave the singer Irene in the audience a close-up of two seconds. The little girl's smiling face was finally displayed in front of the TV audience.

   even appeared with Demi Moore, which was an unexpected surprise.

After    came back to New York, Ronald asked Eddie to introduce some advertising opportunities to Demi. She was in good shape and shot a few print advertisements. After seeing her photo, a furniture manufacturer gave her a chance for a TV commercial. In addition to the cash she gave her, she could live on for a few months, and it was not a problem to overcome the initial difficult period of her acting career.

   Now that there is a national TV appearance, there must be more advertising business.

   "Ring, bell, bell..." The phone rang, and Diane Lane picked it up, "Hello..."

   "Looking for you, Ronald." Diane passed the microphone.

   "Hello, I'm Ronald."

   "Ronald? I'm Zeffirelli, this time you must help me again..."

   I have something to do this afternoon, the update may be a little later

   (end of this chapter)