MTL - Best Actor-v3 Chapter 171 clear

The year of 2008 is coming soon, and the wave of strikes that swept the whole Hollywood intensified. On January 4th, the Screenwriters Guild and the Actors Guild publicly announced that they would boycott this year's Golden Globe Awards. Today, the organizers announced the cancellation of this year's Golden Globe Awards ceremony.

At the same time, many actors also showed their support with their actions, such as Anna Faris who helped distribute bottled water at the demonstration site, Matt LeBlanc who stood in the crowd and raised placards, and from After the "Grey's Anatomy" set came out, Sandra Wu, who was still wearing a costume, went straight to the scene to support her.

Many big names also expressed their support with actions. Clooney publicly stated on the last day of 2007 that the reasonable demands of the screenwriters should be met. One made a deal with the screenwriter.

Shaun Tang, the boss of Reincarnation Pictures, the second-tier production company in Hollywood, said after standing on the stage for a parade in person that he would make an agreement between his company and the screenwriter as soon as possible.

"Lianyi has set a good example for us. The requirements of the screenwriters are indeed reasonable. They have experienced too much injustice. I will do my best to promote Samsara Pictures and The screenwriter's negotiation, and give full play to his role." Facing the reporter's interview, Sean looked at it and talked about it, and he also paid out his own pocket to distribute good pizza to the people in the parade.

In short, the menacing screenwriters have shown the appearance of not fulfilling their vows, and as the losses continue to increase, it seems that the producer alliance will renegotiate sooner or later. But behind the scenes, there is still something to do.

"Yes, of course, your performance is excellent, Sean. You know, I've seen Milk once, your appearance is different from his, but your temperament and enthusiasm But it's very similar to him." At the party with a warm atmosphere, an old man who looked to be in his fifties smiled and said to Sean, looking very excited.

"Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Stanley, as a San Francisco native, I am proud to play the great character Milk." Sean said with a smile.

John Stanley, British, one of the many freelance writers eligible for the Ballon d'Or, chatted with him after an "accidental" encounter at this party Get up and have a good conversation.

Although the Golden Globe Awards are always HFPA (Hollywood Foreign Press Association) always say that they are constantly making changes to the Golden Globe Awards to ensure that the selection of various awards can be more fair and equitable. But the Golden Globes have always been mostly shady, how can it be so easy to become open and transparent, even Oscar pays attention to public relations, not to mention the HFPA of only 99 people.

Nominally participating in the HFPA are journalists outside the United States, but in fact a considerable number of them are freelance writers, plus long-term observation and reporting on Hollywood, the network is already very wide, gifts are only allowed Rules like champagne, bouquets, and movie trinkets hardly work. Even the upper limit of political donations can be avoided, not to mention this small rule, so there is this chance encounter.

"It looks like you get along pretty well?" After Sean and Stanley finished chatting, Frederick, who was waiting not far away, quickly came up.

"It should be fine, but I think that guy is probably gay." Sean pinched his nose and said.

"Really?" Frederick glanced at Stanley, who didn't go too far, "How did you see it?"

"I just can tell," Shawn shrugged. "That's a good thing, isn't it? He should have a good chance of voting for Milk."

After a pause, he immediately asked: "Is there no time for voting now? I heard that HFPA plans to award awards around the 15th, and because of the previous boycott activities, the award ceremony was cancelled and became a reporter. reception."

"Don't worry, Sean, so far so good." Frederick said reassuringly, "Just wait and see."

"Okay, I'm just worried about the New York Film Critics Association Awards." Sean sighed, "And I'm temporarily at a disadvantage."

The three most well-known Film Critics Association awards have basically been awarded. Needless to say, Los Angeles is Sean's territory, so it successfully won the best actor. The Chicago side made peace, awarding Best Actor to Lewis and then Best Supporting Actor to Sean — who was nominated for Best Supporting Actor for "Death of a Sharpshooter."

But the New York side doesn't know what they are doing, they seem to be doing old things too, but the problem is that they gave the best actor to Lewis, but the best supporting actor in " Matt Damon as Dan White in Milk. It's a strange meaning, and for Sean, it's definitely not a good taste, so he really wants to win the Ballon d'Or.

After a short rest, Sean followed Frederick to meet the others, which has happened many times in the past few weeks, and he is already familiar with it. That being the case, the feeling of exhaustion after a busy lap still came to my mind involuntarily. After all, "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button" was almost closed, and the constant running on both sides was very exhausting, and...

"Okay, today is almost the end of the day, in fact the whole Golden Globes are almost over, you can go back and have a good rest, and then try to finish the filming of "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button" as soon as possible, we have another one at the end of the month. It's a tough fight." Frederick patted Sean on the shoulder.

"I know." Sean nodded. After the Golden Globe Awards, the Screen Actors Guild Award was in front of him. Since it was an award based on the Screen Actors Guild method, there was still some gold content.

Then, his expression froze, because a familiar figure appeared in his line of sight, wearing a black dress, straight flaxen hair hanging down softly, a smile on his face with an intellectual aura , was talking to a freelance writer who had chatted a few times earlier.

Sean ignored Frederick who was still chattering beside him, and strode over: "Nata? Nice to see you here!"

The other party was startled at first, and a trace of unhappiness flashed in his eyes, but it soon turned into a very decent unexpected and relieved smile: "Sean?"

"I didn't bother you, Mr. Fleming?" Even though all kinds of emotions were rolling in his heart, Sean still hit that, the freelance writer we talked to before. Say hello.

"No, of course not, in fact I mentioned you just now." The other party laughed, and then swept between them with a look of interest, "I think Na Tully did a great job in Rachel's Wedding and then asked who of the few male actors she had nominated and she thought it was you."

"Oh?" Sean's eyes lit up, "I'm glad you see it that way, Nata."

"Well...what I think is what it is and shouldn't be manipulated by prejudice," Natalie smiled and seemed to sigh, "But, Sean, can you call me Natalie? ?"

Sean's smile suddenly froze on his face, looking at her blankly, not knowing what to say, because although this sentence is simple, its meaning is very clear.

And Natalie continued without waiting for his further reaction: "Frankly, Sean, I thank you for recommending Rachel's Wedding to Mine, but... you're brilliant, cauliflower, and gentle with girls, but as I said, I wouldn't go on a date without a dude."

She spoke very earnestly and sincerely, with a hint of guilt, and glanced aside from time to time, as if she was sorry for him, only when she turned her eyes away would she reveal it A hint of impatience.

Sean's face became a little embarrassed, because this time he noticed Natalie's deeply hidden look.

"It's a ruthless confession, isn't it?" Freelance writer Fleming said beside him.

Natalie immediately gave him a wry smile, and then looked at Sean again helplessly but sincerely: "I'm sorry, Sean, if I hurt you, I apologize to you, but …Unfortunately, we were not a good fit."

This sentence hit Sean hard like a heavy hammer, making him feel like he was going to get sick. But at the same time, his thinking was also clearer, just like when he was performing, his soul was detached from his body, and he looked down at the crowd quietly, and the impatient subtle movements of the other party were more clearly reflected in his heart.

"I see." He tried his best to appear calm, took a deep breath and said, then bowed slightly, turned and left here.

"Are you really attracted to that girl?" Frederick, who was waiting not far away, immediately greeted him, "That's not an easy person to impress, he graduated from Harvard psychology, Went to Israel to study, probably the best actress in the Jewish community. If you want to get her, I suggest you better put some effort into…”

"Enough, Fred." Sean interrupted the chattering Frederick with a low voice.

The agent froze, then frowned: "What happened?"

"Nothing." Sean answered bluntly and strode out.

"Wait, Sean," Frederick caught up, "you're in the wrong mood, have you done anything with her? Dating…"

"Enough said, Fred." Sean said without looking back.

But Frederick didn't flinch: "I need to know the answer, Sean, you said you wouldn't hide anything from me."

Then he lowered his voice again: "I even know...that, don't you trust me?"

"I made it very clear, Fred!" Sean stopped and stared at Frederick with such rage that he involuntarily took a step back.

After a few seconds, Sean retracted his eyes and sighed: "When I want to tell you, I will naturally tell you."

It's all said and done, although Frederick was still worried, he could only keep his mouth shut.

Then, the two left the hotel together, and after getting into the car separately, Sean let out a long breath, took out the phone after being stunned for a long time: "Emma, ​​I need you."