England 1986

Chapter 338 The Correct Usage of the Golden Bear Award Trophy
This year's Berlin Film Festival is very interesting. Due to the jury, the style of each film festival will follow the aesthetic standards and artistic taste of the jury of this year's film festival. Certain bias.

The chairman of the jury is anti-war and has a good impression of the nobles.

This is a big advantage in itself. At this very moment, another veteran of the British film industry brought an anti-war film made by an aristocrat to participate in the Berlin Film Festival awards competition. ,

This film is not only anti-war, but also vaguely satirizes some of the actions of Great Britain during World War II.

what is this?
This is all-round political correctness plus BUFF stacking.

Isn't this just a coincidence.

The winner of the Golden Bear Award, which had already been set by default, was the American film "The Grand Canyon".

But the Grand Canyon movie is an old-fashioned American drama movie. The main theme of the movie is discrimination, crime, and finally reconciliation between the little blacks and the little whites. Compared with Allen’s movies, it’s not enough to watch. .

To use popular terms, the other party was beaten in all directions, no matter in terms of the size of the actors, the reputation of the director, or even the production budget, the plot of the movie, and the concept of the layout.

In addition to the Golden Bear Award for Best Picture, the final award, the Silver Bear Award for Best Actor was won by the leading actor in a film called "Count Uzis".

The actor's name is Armin Müller Stahl, a hall-level German actor, and this award is theoretically well-deserved.

And the film he won is even more interesting, and it completely reflects the jury's aesthetic standards.

The winner of the Big Bear Award for Best Picture is a British Earl.

And the winning film of the Silver Bear Award for Best Actor is another film about Earl jointly invested and produced by the three countries of Great Britain, Germany and Italy.

The jury showed their preferences to the fullest.

And the Best Actress of the Silver Bear Award is also very interesting. The actress Manyu from Xiangjiang, Huaguo, also won the award with "Ruan Lingyu" and successfully sealed the queen.

But they were all happy. The news media of the day still focused their attention on the first two awards.

"Count Uzi? The Count with the Uzi?"

Allen had never even heard of this stupid name. When he heard Uzi, he subconsciously thought of the Uzi submachine gun, the kind of small and exquisite submachine gun that can be tapped with one hand.

This fits my personality very well. People don't talk too much cruelly. If you dare to talk nonsense, a shuttle of bullets will hit you first.

"It's just this Uzi who doesn't seem to have much momentum, why isn't he called Earl Gatling?"

Allen smacked his lips, which was a pity.

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Patrice was speechless.

"Master, it's not that Uzi, it's a name, not a gun."

"Where's the trophy?"

As soon as he heard that it didn't mean what he understood, Allen had no interest in this movie.

A movie about the Earl, made by the Germans, no matter how good you are, I am the Earl myself, why do I need to watch other Earl movies?
It's not the cool writing of the Count of Monte Cristo.

"What about here"

Patrice pushed a small box on the table as if offering a treasure, and motioned for Allen to open it himself with a look of expectation.

The black and wooden little sunspot is not too big, it is about the size of an ordinary express box.

Open the wooden box, inside is a small trophy that is only [-] to [-] centimeters high even with the base and sculpture.

After seeing the football trophies and polo trophies, Alan was naturally a little contemptuous of such small trophies.
The sculpture is a bear cub standing up, making uncivilized gestures with both hands.

The action of bending the left arm, placing the left forearm across the chest, and half-bending the right arm to make an uppercut is a bit of a curse.

Although the little bear's gesture is actually two paws bent and stretched forward, but it seems that something is not right, it seems that there is a slight violation.

Perhaps seeing Alan's doubts, Patrice didn't miss the slightest chance to express himself, and quickly explained: "Master, don't you look at the sculpture on this trophy a little strangely?"

"Well, there are so many."

"Haha. It still has to be you. With your level of artistic accomplishment, you can see the problem at a glance. The trophy for the Golden Bear Award was not like this before. This little bear used to have his right hand stretched forward. Later, six or so In [-], it was changed to extend the left hand forward and lower the right hand, since it was not changed later, so upon closer inspection, the overall movement of this little bear will appear a bit awkward."

"Oh? Why change it?"

Allen asked subconsciously, and as soon as he finished speaking, he reacted suddenly.

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The right hand is stretched forward, and it is German again. You understand everything, right?

If this bear could talk, he wouldn't have shouted "Hi, Mustache" a few decades ago? !
Now it's after the war, if the Germans don't change, they will probably be beaten.

Political correctness is everywhere.
"Okay, let's put it here, it's good as a small ornament."

Allen looked at the little bear with a smile and changed it to his left hand. After that, he can't shout hi, Allen?
Putting the ornaments aside, Xiao Huang, who was still sleeping on Allen's desk, was stunned to see such a gadget placed next to him, and stretched his head to take a closer look. After a few clicks, I felt nothing interesting. I lowered my head and began to sleep soundly again.

"Master. When Cameron and we were chatting together a few days ago, he also told me about this year's new project, but he didn't know when you would come back. Do you want to wait until you are free? Tell him to come over and let him report to you in person?"

Patrice was quite interesting, and didn't forget Cameron's explanation, and brought him a sentence to Allen by the way.

"Well, okay, have you made arrangements for the movie to be released?"

"It's all arranged. Our homeland and the United States are scheduled to be in mid-March. These days, we still need to take advantage of the popularity of the Golden Bear Awards to step up a wave of publicity."

"It's better than March."

Allen thought for a while about the United States, and it should be slowly lively next month, but his original plan was to launch it at the end of March. In this way, if the movie is released in mid-March, it will not have much impact. The movie's storyline is slightly hollow.

There is no leading role!
This is a group portrait play with a big scene, telling a special story in a special period, not of a certain person, but of a certain group.

As a result, the storyline is weak, and the box office results are estimated to be not much better. The main profit point is selling overseas copyrights and money laundering.
Allen no longer has any hope for the box office, as long as he can recover the cost anyway.

"Okay, I have a new plan recently, let me have a look."

Allen stood up, ready to get the memo he wrote last night, which recorded his new plan, and was going to bring Patrice together for his reference.

But before Alan got the memo, there was a knock on the study door, and before Alan agreed, the study door was pushed open.

Such a disrespectful behavior made Allen frowned fiercely, turned his head towards the direction of the study door, and saw Spencer came in carelessly, followed by a helpless little stone.

"Hahaha, Alan? I heard that you are looking for me? What's the matter? I'm being delayed in picking up girls. I came here from London. It's very hard!"

Glancing at the furnishings in the study, Spencer didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the chilled atmosphere at all. Facing Alan's expressionless gaze, he was still the same kind of dick, and even complained to Alan for interrupting Time for him to pick up girls.

"Patrice, you go back first, let's not talk about it today, and take it to the door for me by the way."

Allen explained softly.

Seeing Alan's expression, Patrice seemed a little weird, and he also sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere at the scene, so he quickly stood up, saluted Spencer, and then walked out of the study lightly, taking door-to-door.

Allen just leaned against the desk and didn't sit down. Instead, he found a document with a red label on the desk and flipped through it. It was a personal information.

The first page of the information is a photo of a lady who is about seven percent good-looking after makeup.

In the photo, the lady was wearing a bikini, posing by the seaside, her blond hair was dazzling under the sun, and she had a good figure.

There are also her family, background, and even her past relationship history.

The person in 1969, who is 23 years old this year, has had 17 boyfriends intermittently since high school.

She was a model, but as for how she got into the BBC as a reporter, it was because of her own physical advantages.

With such a resume, it can be said that this person has a very rich emotional experience. As for whether other experiences are rich or not, I don't know.

To be able to take out such a piece of information and submit it to him in one night is already the greatest achievement of the subordinates.

With a "snap", he threw the information on the table and motioned Spencer to take a look.

"This is the goddess you're chasing? For her, you made the entire BBC headquarters into a mess?"

"What?" Spencer picked up the file and flipped through it a few times.

People in love, regardless of gender, actually have lower IQs.

Spencer felt this way now, he had no emotion at all after reading the information, and even looked at Alan with a strange expression on his face and said, "She told me about her past, I don't care, we are true love. "

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True love, this word again, a month ago, when he was in France, he seemed to have said the same thing.

"Spencer, I don't object to you looking for a woman. Who you like is your freedom, but you have openly disclosed your identity and come into contact with so many civilians. Do you want to learn from your sister? Take the route of a commoner earl? You know I wonder if your behavior is disgusting? Disgusting? Not only the commoners hate you, but other nobles also hate you!"

It's not that nobles can't have contact with civilians, but that they should have less contact!

Since when did Alan often soak in the crowd of civilians outside?
The unwritten rules of the nobles in Great Britain are generally low-key, and other places vary from person to person, but it is the most basic unspoken rule not to have too much contact with civilians. One of the reasons for nobility.

As an aristocrat, his class is far higher than that of ordinary people. One of us is the ruling class and the other is the ruled class. We are too close and have too many contacts. What is the biggest hidden danger?
It will make the common people lose their sense of awe of the noble class!

If the common people lose their sense of awe towards the noble class, what will happen next?
It is an overthrow!
Now the outside world has suggested abolishing the royal family for a long time. Under such a big environment, going to the BBC headquarters to pick up girls, and even showing their identity openly, is this not stupid? What is it?
If it was replaced by an extreme noble, like Spencer, he would be fucking dead, digging his own foundation, digging the foundation of the entire noble class!
Fortunately, the matter is still within the controllable range. People also know that Spencer was stuffed into the BBC by Allen, and he has slightly controlled the situation. Otherwise, Ceylon would not have personally gone to the BBC headquarters in London to resolve the incident. It's over.

"Fake!"

Spencer dropped the document, looked at Allen angrily, and said, "Of course I don't need you to teach me what to do. Wouldn't I expose my identity? I don't care if they salute me or not. I'm also a trainee employee of the BBC, they can, but I can't? Why don't I just pick up a girl? Huh?"

The more Spencer said, the more angry he was. Allen's seniority was lower than him, but in the past few years, Allen always liked to order him to do this and that, as if he was a waste. Now he has money Now, he will soon inherit his father's title of earl, and Allen is still pointing at him, which makes Spencer a little uncomfortable, why, why!
"Who do you think you are? Don't always point and point at me. I can do whatever I want, and you don't need to worry about me!"

Allen gently picked up the Golden Bear trophy on the table. The golden trophy looks very valuable, but it is a bit small, but it is very important.

"When you just entered the door, you didn't even ask, you just pushed the door and came in. This is my home, this is my study, do you respect me? Spencer, do you think you are rich now, and you will soon After inheriting the title, you will drift away?"

"Oh Alan, don't forget, I deserve this money! I deserve it after working so hard in Gambia for a few years! When you are playing with women at home and enjoying life, who is working for you in Gambia Yes, I am your elder, I still need to knock on the door when I come in? Ah?!"

"boom!"

The Golden Bear trophy was smashed onto Spencer's head by Allen. Spencer hadn't finished speaking, and he didn't even react. up.

"Cao Nima's!" Allen took a step, raised his right foot, and kicked a standard kick on Spencer's chest. With a muffled bang, Spencer took a few steps back and hit the The wall of the study.

"Alan, you are crazy! How dare you hit me."

"I not only dare to beat you today, but I will kill you, Cao Nima!"

Without saying a word, Allen pinched Spencer's neck, punched Spencer's face with his right fist and began to greet him.

By the third hit Spencer was already rolling his eyes and kicking around, but Allen pinched him against the wall by the neck and it was no use.

(End of this chapter)