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Chapter 382 Another pair of sunglasses

"a ha ha ha……"

Zhang Guorong was embarrassed.

"Director Huang, the way you put it makes me wonder if I should pray in my heart that our film wins the Palme d'Or."

"It's okay, each of us prays for our own." Huang Ze smiled, "Let's see whose prayer is more effective. Maybe we can get the best of both worlds."

……

The small town of Cannes.

Huang Ze was too lazy to figure out how many times he had come here.

Anyway, everything was so familiar and we arrived at the hotel arranged by the organizer smoothly.

Huang Ze and Zhang Guorong were in the same room.

Because he knew something, Huang Ze always felt something was weird.

However, the discomfort in his heart only lasted for a while. A man of integrity has nothing to fear. A straight man is not afraid of any rumors. Huang Ze soon put the matter behind him and picked up the booklet given by the organizer to read.

Look at the judges first.

There are only so many judges in the three major organizations, much fewer than the Oscar judges. If one judge particularly likes a work, it can win the award. Whoever the chairman of the jury wants to win the highest award, it will almost certainly be that person.

This judge is absolutely very important.

Huang Ze had met this year's jury chairman at some banquets in Los Angeles and had chatted with him.

It's Clint Eastwood.

An American director, an evergreen in the director world, later generations in China called him Grandpa Dongmu.

He became famous with "A Fistful of Dollars" in 64. As far as Huang Ze remembers, he later filmed "The Bridges of Madison County" and "Million Dollar Baby". Of course, if he remembers correctly, until the year he traveled through time, Dong Mu, who was already 93 years old, was still releasing his own works.

"Ha ha……"

If you think about it this way, my old classmate Zhang Yimou is not considered old at all when he is in his seventies. He could have been in his nineties.

"Director Huang, what's wrong?" Hearing Huang Ze smiling while looking at the booklet, Zhang Guorong curiously leaned over.

"Oh, I see an interesting person who is also a judge." Huang Ze said, looking at the other judges.

"Interesting person?"

"Yes, it's not that he is interesting, but his things are interesting." Huang Ze pointed at Shen Xiangyu above.

"This is a South Korean director who made many films. He was shut down by Park Kaka in 78. Then his wife, who was divorcing him, was kidnapped by Er Taiyang in the north at Repulse Bay, Hong Kong Island. He was also kidnapped that year and asked to help the other party develop the film industry. He then made seven films there, the most famous of which is "The Monster of Heirloom."

"What happened next?" Zhang Guorong also became interested. There was actually such a thing. "Did he escape?"

"I ran away in 86 when I was attending the West Berlin Film Festival, and later went to the United States. I returned to South Korea this year. In fact, because I lived there for several more years, the couple who were about to divorce did not divorce."

“It’s quite dramatic!”

"Hey, is there a Japanese here?" Zhang Guorong pointed at a name called Kazuo Ishiguro.

"British gay Japanese, a novelist."

"Director Huang, do you know him?"

"I've heard of it." In fact, if this guy hadn't won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 17, Huang Ze really wouldn't have known about it.

I didn’t expect that I had been a jury member at Cannes.

"Director Huang, I have one more thing." Zhang Guorong pointed to the films in the main competition unit on the booklet and said with a smile, "I've heard from friends in Hong Kong and the mainland that you can predict the awards with certainty. How about you predict it for me?" "Don't listen to their nonsense! I don't have that ability!"

Huang Ze waved his hands, "Besides, I haven't seen these movies yet."

"But I can tell you which movies might be our competitors."

Huang Ze's fingers hung in the air, then fell again and again.

"Burned by the Sun is a film produced by Russia and France, and Dear Diary is a film produced by France and Italy."

"And this Queen Margot, um, a biographical film about a queen in French history."

"Huh? Why are they all related to France?" Zhang Guorong said casually.

"Of course. Don't you think about it? Which country is Cannes in? It's normal to be a little biased when shooting a film on someone else's territory!" After explaining, Huang Ze was also surprised.

It turns out that in his previous life, apart from "Pulp Fiction" and "To Live", all the major awards were related to France!
However, if you think about it this way, without those two films, the chances of my "Farewell My Concubine" winning an award have increased a lot!
After all, no matter how biased it is, Cannes would be embarrassed to make all the winning works have something to do with France, right?
There is no film market as big as that of the United States. Your award protection will eventually fail sooner or later.

Huang Ze believes that Cannes will not do that.

This gave Huang Ze more confidence.

Finally, he pointed to Farewell My Concubine. “Of course, I think this is the most competitive film.”

"Director Huang, I think so too!" Zhang Guorong laughed.

That afternoon, Gong Li, Ge You and others, as well as assistant director Feng Xiaogang, came over, and the crew of "Farewell My Concubine" was complete.

After attending the opening ceremony, since "Farewell My Concubine" would not premiere until the third day, Huang Ze naturally led everyone to watch the premiere films in the main competition unit.

The first person to show his support was an old friend, Taiwanese director Yang Dechang, whose work "Independence Age" also entered the main competition unit.

Then, Huang Ze met with many directors whom he had either met or knew.

Giuseppe Tornatore, who previously directed "Cinema Paradiso".

The Coen brothers of the United States.

Krzysztof, who made the "Blue, White and Red Trilogy", brought the finale of his trilogy, "Blue, White and Red Trilogy: Red".

Of course, the person Huang Ze talked most excitedly was not among them, but the Iranian director Abbas Kiarostami, who participated in the competition with "Lovers Under the Olive Trees".

A director wearing sunglasses.

Perhaps Huang Ze was more attractive to the director who liked to wear sunglasses. After seeing Huang Ze, he was quite excited and held Huang Ze's hand tightly.

"Hello Huang, do you know which of your movies I like best?"

"The Taste of Cherry?" Huang Ze raised his eyebrows and asked.

It was obvious to the naked eye that Abbas was stunned for a moment, and smiled awkwardly, "Huang, how did you guess so accurately? Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case!"

"Hahaha, guess?" Huang Ze said, "It's not that complicated actually. I'm just guessing. I've seen some photos of Iran before, and I feel the environment there is very similar to the filming location of my movie 'Taste of Cherry'."

“It does!”

Abbas seemed to be recalling something and nodded, "It's all the same loess, and the same mountains and rivers everywhere."

"Hahaha, then we are destined to meet!" Huang Ze shook the other person's hand, "My new film will be released tomorrow morning, remember to come and watch it and give me some suggestions."

"I will definitely go."

(End of this chapter)