The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 921: Busy
"So, do you like him?"

A straight ball.

Carl was stunned and almost choked on his saliva. He looked over with wide eyes, "Cough, cough, what...what?" Then he started coughing violently and uncontrollably. Strong wind poured into his trachea and he couldn't stop coughing.

But the man in sunglasses looked calm and repeated calmly, "I said, do you like him?"

Karl blinked his eyes, looking stunned and unable to hide it at all.

The man in sunglasses shook his head seriously, "I just don't like it."

"I think he's so handsome. Women are all staring at that face. I'm so disappointed in this world that only values ​​appearance and not ability and talent. What's the point of a man being so handsome? I just want to scratch that face."

CJ: Ahem. Ahem!
After a pause, he said, "Actually, I think he's pretty good... Really pretty good. Don't you like Spider-Man?"

The man in sunglasses shrugged slightly. "That depends on the perspective from which you look at it. As a superhero movie or a coming-of-age movie?"

Karl swallowed his saliva. Although he was still in shock, his gaze towards the man in front of him was filled with curiosity.

As a new generation of film blogger, this is Carl's first time to attend the Cannes Film Festival. He is eager to go to the film festival and fan party and is full of expectations. However, the reality is that he is constantly busy, rushing to the festival, rushing to the manuscript, rushing to the festival, rushing to the manuscript, like a ghost wall.

Perhaps the only time when you can have a peaceful conversation is when you are waiting in line.

After all, he is the lowest-level yellow pass. The queue for popular movies starts at two hours, and three hours is not uncommon. In such a long time, what else can he do except chatting?

Unfortunately, there is a downside:
The chance of meeting like-minded friends is really too low. Everyone has his or her own opinions, everyone has his or her own preferences, and conflicts of opinion are particularly intense.

At this moment, excitement and joy took over. Carl, who was going to Cannes for the first time in his life, couldn't control himself and his voice trembled slightly.

"Do you also think that Spider-Man is essentially a coming-of-age movie?"

The man in sunglasses neither confirmed nor denied it, "If we explore the essence, 'Cat and Mouse' is the same, 'Elephant' is the same, Anson has never gotten rid of the comfort zone of youth coming-of-age movies, he still hasn't grown up."

Karl's eyes lit up, and he seemed to feel a ball of enthusiasm and excitement rapidly expanding and filling up in his chest. He nodded repeatedly and spoke stutteringly.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's it!"

"I also said this on my blog. Anson still hasn't gotten rid of the troubles of adolescence. Of course, this doesn't mean these movies are bad. On the contrary, these works can extract a similar core from different genres and themes, which just shows that Anson is an actor."

"No, I mean, he's not just a pretty face, he's an actor with his own ideas."

"I think he must be very troubled by the fact that everyone is always discussing his appearance. In the next work, if there is a chance, he needs to get rid of the shadow of youth, take the next step and show more possibilities in different roles."

“Honestly, I think that’s why he picked Charlie Kaufman.”

"I think he is an interesting actor. The media that have been treating him as a vase should reflect on themselves. There is no need to follow the trend."

The man in sunglasses raised his lips slightly, "I thought you didn't like him."

cough cough.

Carl choked on his saliva again. “No, I never said that. But to be honest, there are countless people who are crazy about him now. He probably won’t care about the opinion of a small movie lover like me.”

"No, believe me, you are important. Really." The man in sunglasses said meaningfully, "I hope you have a good day and enjoy watching the movie."

Karl was stunned, staring blankly at the man in sunglasses as he turned and left, walked around the back of the line, and looked for the VIP passage in the line.

Carl felt something was wrong, and his eyes followed the man all the time. Even in the huge crowd, he stood out from the crowd. His ordinary outfit had his own style.

Ok?
Carl suddenly remembered something. If the man in sunglasses had just arrived in Cannes today and had not had time to watch "The Elephant", how would he know that "The Elephant" could also be interpreted as a painful growth of youth?
Wait, sunglasses, "elephant", Anson——

Hiccup. Carl hiccuped because he was so surprised and frightened.

The next second, he closed his mouth tightly, his eyes filled with surprise and astonishment that he could not hide at all. His heart almost exploded and he did not care about his eyeballs that were about to pop out. His head was buzzing for a long time and he froze on the spot.

No way?
No way……

No way!
Carl felt like he was about to suffocate.

However, when I looked over again, the figure was no longer in the VIP channel.

Karl reluctantly withdrew his gaze, making him feel uneasy.

Messy thoughts continued to buzz in my brain, and the two-hour queue did not seem that unbearable. Before I had time to come back to my senses, my thoughts were pulled back by the noisy and fanatical screams on the red carpet.

The "Dogville" crew is on stage.

As expected, it is the most anticipated work after the announcement of the main competition unit this year. Not only were the two sides of the red carpet completely surrounded, but the queues waiting to enter the Lumiere Hall also broke the record.

It is so vast that there is no end in sight.

but!

Carl was extremely lucky to get in, but there was a long group of people behind him who were all blocked outside the Lumiere Hall, sighing frustratedly one by one; but Carl could no longer be seen and walked into the screening room.

Subconsciously, Carl looked around Lumiere Hall.

Maybe, I can see the man in sunglasses again?

Unfortunately, no.

Taking a deep breath, Carl forced himself to calm down and focus on the movie.

"Dogtown", he has been looking forward to it for a long time. Ever since the list of shortlisted works for the main competition unit came out, Carl has been looking forward to it.

What can Lars von Trier come up with this time?
The movie is over.

The whole audience stood up and applauded loudly. The entire Lumiere Hall was in a storm, and shock and excitement were written all over the enthusiastic faces.

Carl stood up as well.

There is no doubt that Lars is worthy of being one of the craziest and most rebellious directors in the current film industry. He once again expresses his views in a provocative way, presenting human nature and evil in a blatant and naked manner. He offends every audience member almost the whole time, as if he is putting his fists and daggers in front of his nose, and each punch is very threatening.

However, perhaps because his expectations were too high, Carl was a little disappointed.

However, one thing is certain, the amount of information is huge, and it causes strong psychological and physical discomfort, stimulating everyone's nerves. He needs some time to digest it and reorganize his thoughts.

Lumiere Hall, gone mad again.

A full fifteen minutes of standing ovation, enthusiasm for Lars von Trier and Nicole Kidman, it is now foreseeable that Cannes is going to be earth-shaking again.

The applause finally stopped and the audience began to leave in an orderly manner.

Next was the post-screening press conference. A large crowd of people gathered in the press conference room, but a slender figure moved quickly through the crowd.

It caught Carl's attention. Wait, that's——

(End of this chapter)