As the sky dawned, the female artists left on the bus, and the villa became truly quiet. Wes Craven put on a brand new nightgown and went up to the terrace on the second floor, admiring the blue sea view.
Reading Martin came from behind, stood by the guardrail, and said hello: "Good morning, Wes." Craven felt refreshed now and asked: "You thought of it all."
"Mostly." Martin turned back and hooked his hand outside. Waiting for Mene to come in, he said, "And he helped me with a lot of preparations." Craven asked: "What's your name?" Mene said. He glanced at Martin and replied: "Mene Seth, a young actor." Craven nodded: "I will remember you. If anything happens, I will ask Martin to contact you." Mene was pleasantly surprised, quite excited, and wanted to say something , but knowing that his bad mouth could easily cause trouble, he just nodded vigorously and left the terrace.
Craven asked: "Do you have a cigar?" Martin went back and got a cigar. Craven sat at the table, slowly lit a cigar, and said, "I've seen the movie "Zombie Gigolo" in which you starred." Martin was not surprised. Craven came to the party and would definitely do something to the party host. After a basic understanding, he immediately smiled and said: "It's my pleasure."
"It's quite an interesting performance." Craven also boasted about himself: "You are as full of firepower as when I was young." Martin praised: "Wes, you are getting stronger as time goes by. You can imagine how powerful you were back then." Man, who can do this in this regard? Not caring, Craven laughed loudly: "I'm old, I can't do it anymore. It was very difficult for me to have Freddy and Jason last night." His voice suddenly changed and he asked directly: "Martin, what have you done? An interesting party, what do you want?" Martin said: ""Zombie Gigolo" applied for the Saturn Award for Best Young Actor." Craven took a puff of his cigar: "I know, it's a small thing." Like Martin Things that an actor of this level can only ask for are not worth mentioning in the eyes of Wes Craven.
Martin stopped talking about this aspect and asked: "What do you want for breakfast?" Craven exhaled a mouthful of cigarette smoke: "It's almost noon. Such an interesting bet last night cannot be wasted. I want to make Patrick bankrupt!" Martin said: " They are still sleeping soundly."
"Look at them, they are far worse than the two of us." Craven was very proud: "If you don't pay attention to maintenance, you won't be able to play in the future." Martin keenly captured that Craven is particularly concerned about and likes to brag about men. ability, and asked specifically: "Wes, do you have any maintenance secrets? Can you tell me a little bit about it?" Craven said: "You are still young and have great talents, so you can't use them." Martin said: "I I want to be as full of firepower as you in the future." When these words came to Craven's heart, he laughed again and said: "There is no secret. The main thing is good talent, and then exercising hard and eating more meat." Martin nodded: "I really wish I had a body as strong as Jason and a strong recovery ability." Craven thought of Jason last night again. The two good boys really made him feel happy. He is still in high spirits now, plus watching Martin Very pleasing to the eye, he said: "If your whole family was killed by a perverted murderer, what would you do?" Martin realized the opportunity: "I will go dark and be more perverted than the murderer!" Craven pointed casually: "Perform a piece ." Martin adjusted his breathing slightly, immersed himself in the new role, and staged a drama of a revenge maniac.
Craven held the cigar in his hand but did not smoke it. He watched Martin's performance carefully. His acting skills were much better than those of Depp when he played "A Nightmare on Elm Street".
"Okay." He stopped Martin and said, "Keep the contact information you gave me open." Martin nodded: "You can get through at any time." The two chatted on the terrace, and the topic never left the woman.
Hearing Martin talk about the trapeze, Craven was extremely envious: "I never played it when I was young and in good health, and I don't dare to do it now." Martin came up with random ideas: "Build a crane and design a rotating box. It's echoing in the air." Craven was deeply impressed: "You still know how to play."
"Yes, Martin is the best at playing." Patrick went up to the terrace and said: "Those nurses are so seductive, scary and sexy, more exciting than the T800." Martin laughed: "Robert, there is something wrong with you. Patrick pulled up a chair and sat down: "Don't worry about these details, last night was great." Zomi, Benjamin, Alexander and Michelle also came to the terrace. They couldn't be more satisfied with last night's party.
The topic of several people turned from women to movies, and the conversation was in full swing. Wes Craven said directly: "I have a new idea, which is roughly a group of perverted murderers, but what is different from the past is that I want to further integrate the concept of family and let the tragic death of the family inspire the inner courage of the male protagonist. In the end, he slaughtered those perverts in an even more wild way." He said it in front of everyone, just to let people know that Wes Craven is a showman, not a miser: "Didn't you discover a fact? , Martin is more perverted than perverted, so he is the most suitable for such a role." Patrick gave an appropriate assist: "Wes, you don't want to have a carnival party on the set, so you specifically found Martin, a bastard." Craven laughed happily. Laughing: "What a good idea, Robert, I will definitely call you then." Michelle asked in surprise: "Don't you call us?" Craven said: "You bastards can't miss any of you!" Martin He said very seriously: "I want to think carefully about whether there are any new ways to play. By the way, you guys can help me come up with ideas. There are not many ways that one person can think of." Others agreed one after another.
After joking for a while, Craven returned to the topic: "Martin, I will gather a crew soon. The script may be completed later. I will call you then and you can go get the script."
"No problem." Martin responded. The party was money well spent. Sure enough, the men had sharpened guns together, and their relationship was extraordinary.
Martin also really understands why there are so many group parties in Hollywood. Benjamin asked at this time: "The crew has almost been set up, but the script has not been completed yet?" Craven was surprised: "Isn't this normal?" Patrick explained to his fellow countryman: "In Hollywood, projects and crews often come first , and then there is a script." Benjamin understood: "No wonder the status of screenwriters is low." Craven was a screenwriter: "Who can be a starring, director, or producer, how can anyone be a pure screenwriter? ." Alexander Ajia said: "I have a story idea, Wes, it goes well with your story." Craven said: "I gave you my contact information yesterday? Well, you can find it someday when you have time. Me, let’s sit down and have a good chat. Now I’m thinking about ruining Robert.” Patrick looked at his watch and said, “Guys, it’s almost noon. I lost yesterday. I’m willing to admit defeat. Let’s set off now. Go to the Citric Sour Restaurant and have a French meal." Everyone left the restaurant and found their own rooms to change clothes.
When Martin came out, he found Alexander Ajia leaning against the door waiting for him. He pulled him over, put his arms around his shoulders, and asked, "What's the matter?" Alexander said, "Nothing else, just want to say thank you. I just said When I came to Los Angeles, you helped me get to know Wes Craven. I make horror films. Craven has a huge influence in the Hollywood horror and thriller industry. His words can save me a few years of hard work." Martin Huang Shaking his shoulders: "We are all working hard in this circle and helping each other. The more people we meet, the broader our network will be, and the better our future will be. Maybe I will need your help at some point."
"That's right." Alexander said with a smile: "Michelle told me that you are a very good actor and we can work together if there is a chance." Martin responded: "As long as the opportunity is right, these are not problems." Everyone We gathered in front of the villa, got in the car and headed straight to downtown Los Angeles.
Bruce, a professional sweeper, stayed to deal with the later cleaning and other issues, and would not leave any traces of Martin and the others.
The driver for Martin was replaced by the loyal Mene. Before departure, Martin specially introduced him to everyone.
Reading, Mene never stopped talking: "Boss, if you have anything to do in the future, just ask me to do it. Even if you go to Antonio to brag, I won't frown. Even if you let Lao Bu go through the back door, I will be willing to do it." !" Martin warned: "Be careful, Old Bu will clean you up." Mene quickly said: "I never said the last sentence." He tried to look more serious: "In the past few years, I have met several people, they As soon as you get an opportunity, you will kick me out immediately, unlike you, Boss Martin, who will fight for me in person." Martin waved his hand: "These are small things. If I have the opportunity to be the protagonist, I will not give it to you." Mene He vowed: "Whoever dares to steal your leading role, I will fight him to the death. Boss Martin, I can't guarantee anything else, but I have licked many old women. As long as I go back and make them sweet and comfortable, although I can't talk about helping, I can't help you." It's not difficult to dig a hole for someone." Martin said: "I won't be polite to you if you need it." Mene said cheerfully: "My verbal skills are second to none in the entire club... no, in the entire Los Angeles." Martin Thinking of the casting director: "Don't cut off contact with Mary Gale. You are ten times more lucky to find a woman than a man." Mene has this awareness: "I don't want to be exposed either." Normal orientation Men, whoever wants to be gay cannot accept being exposed or being exposed.
Everyone came to Los Angeles, and Patrick made a reservation at the Citric Sour Restaurant yesterday. The French meal was too elaborate, and with several grown men dining together, the atmosphere was really weird.
Craven said: "We should go to have Brazilian barbecue." Martin answered: "Wait for the next party, treat guests to a more relaxed restaurant." After lunch, everyone who had sharpened their guns together did not plan to go drinking again. Dispersed.
