"Fame, let you take advantage of others
Fame makes losing so hard to swallow
Fame makes everything possible for you
Fame is not reason, it is fire
Fame, Fame, Fame, Fame…”
"Click", Alan Parker pressed the stop button of the dual-card loudspeaker recorder, "What do you think?"
"Fame is a good name. Our movie is about the process of young people's struggle to become famous, and the various difficulties and failures in the process."
David da Silva nodded, "How did you come up with the idea of using this song by David Bowie and John Lennon as the title of the new movie?"
"Humph, it was Ronald who suggested it."
"He was very interesting. He didn't come to me directly, but played it to the children in the rehearsal room. When I asked them if they had any recommendations for new film titles, many children recommended the name of this song."
David cleared his throat, "I plan to hire Ronald as a set coordinator, mainly to control Gene. If you don't object."
"I don't have time to have trouble with a young man." Allen pressed the eject button of the tape recorder and took out the tape.
"Gene is a diamond that has not yet been polished. He may become a black-skinned John Travolta. He and Erin Cara, who is also black, can continue to act together in movies in the future and star in many young people's movies." Mamoru revealed his plan.
"But now, his temper is too hot, and only Ronald can control him. I don't want to see him smashing the set with a fire extinguisher on the set again."
Allen nodded, "Jean did listen to Ronnie. Her mother no longer sells goods on the set. She sells goods outside the school every day. She is very sensible."
As he spoke, Alan shook the tape in his hand towards David.
"We still need a few more powerful songs like this one from Fame. Have you found the right person? My Midnight Express co-writer Giorgio Moroder wants to write a song for Donna Summer's new album, but he has turned it down. I got the soundtrack work for the new film.”
"Michael Gore (no relation to screenwriter Christopher Gore). He is the younger brother of the original chart-topping female singer Leslie Gore. I heard his work and it was pretty good and I planned to hire him. Compose music.”
"Very good. When we start shooting, he can join the crew and watch the filming while writing songs." Allen waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care about David's personnel arrangements, as long as he wanted one result.
"Has your lucky T-shirt been sewn? It will be turned on the day after tomorrow."
"I have handed over the costumes, and I will definitely be able to catch up with the start of filming."
"Fame, you like limousines
Fame, you enjoy yourself like there's no tomorrow
Fame, what you spend now is borrowing money from the future
Fame, make us blind and make us sin
Fame, Fame, Fame, Fame…”
The drama rehearsal has ended, and one of the extras turned on the dual-card loudspeaker recorder again, and David Bowie's voice rang through the rehearsal room.
"Hey... let's change it to something rhythmic." The students shouted. This funk-style song was obviously not to the taste of the actors who had just finished rehearsing. What they need now is relaxation and disco.
"Change it to "Hot Stuff" by Donna Summer. One student eagerly put in the tape he had brought.
Ronald started listening to this disco song again. It had been in the top ten of the charts for three months, and his ears were almost calloused.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom," the disco rhythm sounded.
"Gotta have some hot love, baby, tonight
I need something hot, baby, tonight
I want something hot, baby, tonight"
These lyrics make many American parents uncomfortable, and newspapers in some conservative areas have called for the song to be banned, but it is extremely popular among young people. The actors all started dancing to the disco.
The group of performers and actors, mainly art school students, began to enter the center of the dance floor one by one to the rhythm, and each person tacitly allocated tens of seconds to show themselves. Just like a peacock courting a mate in the animal world, it proudly displays its figure in front of the opposite sex.
Ronald was already very familiar with this repertoire at the end of every day's rehearsals and was about to walk away. Gene jumped into the circle, shouting "You're next, Ronald!"
The crowd booed and had a good impression of the young man who brought them a rustic air conditioner and ice-cold Coke. Gene also knew that Ronald was a good dancer and gave him a chance to show it to the beautiful girls.
Unable to refuse, Ronald came off the court and jumped, first pointing his right hand at a 45-degree angle to the sky, striking a classic pose from John Travolta in the movie "Grease."
Then he circled his hands in a circle like a boxer preparing to punch, then pointed at each girl with his left hand, and put his right hand on his hips to twist his hips in rhythm. The slightly dated old-school disco moves had the actors laughing.
Ronald pointed to where Antonia was, and seeing that she was laughing at his old-fashioned moves, he grinned too. He stopped dancing and ran to the refrigerator, trying to cool himself down with a bottle of Coke.
The refrigerator in the rehearsal room was out of Coke, and Ronald remembered that the producer had another one, so he ran to the office.
The new assistant in the clothing department was sobbing quietly in the office. Holding a few pieces of cloth in his hands, he didn't know what happened.
"What's wrong with you? What happened?"
"Ah, I'm fine." The assistant wiped away his tears and started to pick up the cloth and put it on the table and worked hard to piece it together.
"This is the director's lucky T-shirt." Another costume assistant said next to him.
"Every time he made a movie, he would cut some out of his costume and sew them onto his own T-shirt. Allen thought this would bring good luck to his filming."
"That one was worn when he was filming his first movie. It was already torn. When we repaired it for him today, it completely torn apart. When she went to tell the director about it, she was scolded by the director. , she must make up for it today, otherwise she will be fired."
"This?" Ronald picked up the rags on the table. All the fabrics were faded, and some had a hole in the middle. "These fabrics seem to have been washed hundreds of times?"
"Yes, Ellen requires the clothes to be as close to reality as possible. The clothes we purchased are all being rolled in the washing machine. The bright colors need to be washed away to create a real feeling." said the costume assistant.
"The fabric on this T-shirt was cut and pieced together from movie costumes he shot in the past. Allen insisted on only wearing lucky T-shirts during the filming. There were four in total, and the broken one was the oldest one. .”
Ronald looked at the rags on the table, and then at the costume assistant who had stopped sobbing and was working hard to stitch things together. He thought to himself: "Does a film director have to be so superstitious?"
"Why don't you take a white T-shirt as a base and sew these pieces of fabric on it." Ronald reminded the clothing assistant.
"Thanks, I should have thought of that."
The assistant quickly took a white T-shirt, touched it with the piece of cloth, and started sewing.
