The tedious action scenes took a lot of time to shoot, and the actors inevitably had minor bumps and bruises. Martin himself was okay, but several stunt doubles had multiple bruises.
This is very common on the set, and the stuntmen are used to it.
Another action scene was filmed, but Martin was fine. The stand-ins were panting from exhaustion.
Ajia's voice had already become hoarse from shouting, and she said to her assistant: "Let them rest for an hour."
Three stuntmen with a similar body shape to Martin, and two other stuntmen who played perverted roles, came to the rest area and sat down, none of them wanting to move anymore.
Martin went and got Gatorade himself, gave each person a bottle, and said, "Guys, refuel."
"You've taken as many shots as we have, so take a break." Buck, the stand-in, had developed a good figure. Unfortunately, he was already bald at the age of twenty-five, and said, "Martin, you have great physical strength."
Martin sat on a chair, deliberately bent his arms, pointed at his bulging muscles and said, "Forgot? I am the most capable person on the crew."
When men chat together, how can they not brag: "Have you seen my machine gun dance? I also have the best endurance."
Special actor Lorde said: "I watched the Saturn Awards live broadcast with my wife. When my wife saw you dancing, she laughed at me and said that compared to that man, you are a weakling. At that time, I thought, when I saw him I will definitely beat up his brother."
Martin looked frightened: "Man, you can't hit my brother even if you hit me in the face, because your hand will break!"
Lewis, who is also Martin's stand-in, said: "Martin, I admit that you have the best physical strength and the best fighting ability in the entire crew, but what really ranks you first is your thick skin."
The others laughed.
Martin said seriously: "Do you know what is the most widely circulated saying in Atlanta? Everyone is jealous of Martin, and everyone wants to be Martin."
He coughed and said, "I have good news for you. This weekend, we are organizing a beach party with the crew next door."
Lorde became excited: "Really."
Buck said, "There are pretty girls next door."
Martin suggested: "How about we form a pick-up group?"
"No, I want to stay away from you." Lewis had already recognized the reality: "Follow you, all the pretty girls will come to you, and we can only pick up the remaining ugly girls."
A few people chatted and laughed for a while, and Bruce came over and said that Sophia was looking for him.
Sophia took Scott on a trip, and Martin thought she would go back to Atlanta directly, but he didn't expect to come back again.
Martin dragged Bruce along: "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, she won't dare to do anything to you."
Bruce clenched his buttocks and his legs trembled, but he said harshly: "Are you worried about what she will do to you?"
Two guilty grown men saw Sophia at the door of the studio.
The female King Kong was wearing a tank top and shorts, showing off her muscles: "I'm ready to go back to Atlanta."
Bruce's legs tightened and relaxed unconsciously.
"The crew, you two, be careful and don't cause trouble." Sofia suddenly remembered the fat man in Los Angeles who was snatching investment: "If that is what he is called, he is that ugly fat man, and he still dares to cause trouble. Call me and I will go to Los Angeles in person. Get rid of him!"
"No problem." Martin felt confident. If Weinstein caused trouble, he would directly summon Sophia.
Sofia's eyes glanced over Bruce's face, and Bruce grabbed Martin's arm, suddenly remembering that this piece of stinky shit was unreliable and might sell him out.
"Goodbye," said Martin.
"Let's go." Sophia greeted Scott and walked out of the studio.
Scott followed behind with a step that he didn't recognize.
Martin and Bruce walked back and passed by the drinks area, where two stage managers were packing their things.
Their voices were a little high-pitched: "Did you just see it? Martin on our crew is very good at action scenes. He is the best in the crew."
"I have a better one over there." Another person from the crew next door said: "His last film was The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Do you know what the director said? If he goes to fight, the Iraqi enemies will have only one way to escape."
The previous scene has a clear meaning: "Anyone can brag."
The person next door said: "You don't know, before he became an actor, he practiced boxing professionally. When he first entered the industry, he took a shower in the collective bathroom of the studio... He was a very beautiful boy. At that time, he was covered in foam. Some bastards were trying to have some fun, and he saw them in the mirror, and then... boom boom boom, those bastards all fell over."
The stage manager asked: "Really?"
"A lot of people on my side know that."
Martin and Bruce kept walking, walking inside.
When they walked away, the two people turned to look, and the stage manager said: "He must have heard it, the balance."
Rick from the team next door took out a rolled-up dollar bill with a small denomination and stuffed it into his hand: "Praise it to the crew more."
The show manager took the money and said, "It's a small deal."
When he came to the rest area, Martin found a place where no one was and sat down, closing his eyes and relaxing.
Bruce sat next to him and glanced at the drinks area.
Martin asked: "Who are they talking about? What do they want to do? In such a stupid way?"
Bruce thought for a while: "Instigating you to fight with others? Are you bragging on the set and making people misunderstand that you are an upright person who likes to fight head-on?"
Martin was unhappy: "Am I not bright enough? Not decent enough?"
Bruce laid out the facts and said, "Please give me an example of a time and place where you had a direct confrontation with someone."
Martin didn't answer at all, and turned back: "You left enough information and you want me to come and fight with him? This kind of bad method is worse than Adrian."
He shook his head: "That idiot Lily is better than him."
Bruce said: "Ask who it is first."
Martin took out his cell phone, called Blake Lively, asked a few questions, hung up, and said, "Mike Vogel, it's really not surprising at all."
Bruce said: "That WMA actor who has a similar style to you? No wonder, you are blocking the way. It's such a shit circle."
Martin pointed to the side: "He is on the set next door. Do you want to provoke me to fight with him?" He recalled several times he had contact with him: "He doesn't look like such a brainless person."
Bruce suggested: "How about this, you continue to brag on the set, I will spread the news to the outside world, spend some money to ask Dalot for help, and see what happens."
Martin laughed: "Are you bragging? I'm the best at it."
When the break came, after a brief makeup touch-up, Martin and the stuntmen entered the set again.
Perhaps stimulated by the news of the weekend party, a group of stuntmen have regained their energy.
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Los Angeles, Pacific Pictures.
In the office, Louise, wearing black-rimmed glasses, is smart and capable, without any hint of sluttishness.
Assistant Nikki knocked on the door and came in, placing the latest report on the desk.
Louise took it over and sighed: "Even Jerry Bruckheimer can't create a counterattack miracle."
"King Arthur," co-produced by Touchstone Pictures and Bruckheimer Pictures, flopped miserably.
With an investment of hundreds of millions of dollars, the North American box office was only 15 million US dollars in the first weekend. Now three weekends later, the North American box office is only a pitiful 45 million US dollars. The film schedule has dropped from more than 3,000 theaters to less than 2,000.
Huge losses cannot be avoided.
"Troy" failed to meet expectations, and "King Arthur" failed miserably at the box office. What about "Alexander the Great" of the same genre?
Louise's long career as a producer gave her a feeling that the market was tired of this genre?
The success of the "Gladiator" and "Lord of the Rings" series makes people think that North America will usher in an era of epic and fantasy.
There may be errors in the judgments recognized by the industry.
Louise took the bottle next to her, poured a glass of wine, drank it in one gulp, picked up the phone and dialed the number of Warner CEO Barry Meyer, suggesting that the release of "Alexander the Great" should be postponed.
Barry Meyer refused. The platter project involved funds from all aspects, and no one wanted to wait any longer.
Louise called Warner President Alan Horn again. The latter also didn't think it was a good idea to postpone the release. The market would not change in the short term. It was impossible for the platter party's funds to be pressed on this project for a long time. If it was released at the end of the year Failure, delaying for half a year will not change the outcome.
After hanging up the phone, Louise drank another drink, stood up and went to the window, looking at the Warner Studio not far away, feeling extremely stressed for a moment.
She took off her glasses, took out the note pad Martin had given her from her bag, tore off one of the pages, and called her assistant Nikki: "Call Esquire and the Bartenders Association and tell them that Master Bartender Louise -Mel makes a whole new cocktail.”
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The Jeans crew is stationed there, the crew is making final preparations for the official shooting, and the actors are busy rehearsing their roles.
Ten days later, Mike Vogel will follow the crew B team to Greece for filming.
Rick, the showrunner, quietly found Vogel and said, "I've been there every day for the past few days, and I'm absolutely sure that Martin Davis likes to brag and is extremely arrogant. Everyone on the crew supports him."
Vogel straightened his dark brown hair in front of the mirror: "Is there any more?"
"He likes to drink. He would go have a drink with the cast and crew after work every day." Rick learned a lot from there: "The more he drinks, the more he brags. He claims to be the most talented person in Georgia. Once After drinking too much, he boasted about a gunfight with gangsters and traffickers, and shot the dealer's asshole, and you knew it was a lie as soon as you heard it."
Vogel nodded, typically too drunk to know who he was.
It was judged that Martin Davis was arrogant and liked to brag in front of others. He deliberately released the news to stimulate Martin's competitiveness and then combined it with alcohol...
Vogel asked again: "Are you sure the crew wants to have a party?"
Rick replied: "This Saturday, all day."
Vogel stood in front of the mirror and thought for a few minutes: "Rick, you are Mexican, can you get a rattlesnake or other venomous snake?"
"What do you want to do? Put venomous snakes in his room?" Although Rick is from Tijuana, he doesn't want to cause an American murder: "I won't do this kind of thing. The hotel is monitored everywhere, there is no way to avoid it! Man, I I advise you not to mess around."
Vogel's father used to work at a snake farm and had some knowledge of venomous snakes: "How could I do this? Are you kidding me?"
Rick asked: "Are you sure you won't mess around?"
"Find someone to get a snake and remove most of the venom from the venom sac." Vogel whispered a few more words, emphasizing: "I'll pay more."
Rick responded: "Okay, Mexico has no shortage of this stuff."
Two updates today.
(End of chapter)
