hollywood draw

On October 2, 1993, the third morning of the third day when the crew of "The Joker" arrived in New York, filming officially started on a street in Brooklyn. The police had helped to close the streets on both sides, which was not a downtown area, and there were not too many pedestrians watching.

The crew did not hold a media event, and Wayne was preparing to start filming directly.

The mottled streets were silent since the crew members were ready, and only the lights on the police cars at both ends were flashing desperately.

All the staff were deliberately keeping a distance from the director. Even Wayne's little assistant Nina intentionally distanced himself from his boss, and no one was willing to touch his bad temper at this time.

Sitting in the director's chair behind the monitor, Wayne looked strange and looked up at the watch impatiently. He raised his arm and looked at his watch impatiently. It was already past ten o'clock, but the male protagonist of the crew had not arrived yet.

Starting from the closure of the road at 8 o'clock, the crew prepared for the filming with the assistance of Zach Schneider, but after everything was ready, everyone found that the male protagonist Nicholas Cage could not be found.

Wayne thought something had happened to him and wasted time. From the initial patience to the teacup with anger after an hour, he threw away the teacup with anger. Now more than two hours have passed, and Nicholas Cage still has not appeared.

No one of the staff present spoke loudly, but at the shooting scene of hundreds of people, a strange atmosphere began to spread silently. The male protagonist was late on the first day of the official filming, which was undoubtedly challenging the authority of the crew's controller.

"Zach, Zach!"

Hearing the shouts behind the monitor, Zach Schneider put down the camera in his hand and trotted to the director.

"Call Nicholas Cage's agent Susan and ask her what happened!" Wayne's expression was almost twisting out of water, and he was still trying hard to suppress his anger.

After glanced at the director's face, Zach Schneider immediately looked away, with a look of helplessness. "John and I have been calling Nicholas Cage, but no one answered it. His agent Susan doesn't know where he went, and he didn't answer the call from the agent either."

“Fxxk!”

"Bang"! Wayne fell to the ground by the director's record book and the shooting plan book together. On the first day of the official filming, there was an accident that caught him off guard. Wayne felt that he was almost unable to suppress the anger in his heart.

He bent down and picked up the two black leather notebooks on the ground, and Zach Schneider quietly placed them on the monitor.

It is normal for all kinds of accidents to occur during the shooting. He had imagined all the situations, but no one expected that just as soon as the filming was about to be turned on, the male protagonist disappeared and no one could find it.

"Zach, you go to comfort the crew team first and inform everyone to rest on the spot." John walked over with a woman in professional attire, patted the assistant director's shoulder and said to him.

Zach Schneider sighed softly and nodded toward the staff who were waiting to start the filming.

Seeing him start to appease the crew, John led the woman to the monitor and said to Wayne, who was as heavy as water in the director's chair:

"She is Nicholas Cage's agent Susan Levine. Let her tell you specifically."

The agent was wearing a decent women's skirt, all of his linen hair was tied behind his head, and he tied a ponytail. From the slight wrinkles on his face and neck, Wayne could tell that his actual age should be over 35 years old.

Time never shows mercy to anyone. Although the other party has good makeup, you can still find crow's feet at the corners of your eyes carefully. A look of anxiety is on your pretty face.

"Director Greenberg, I have been calling Nicholas since I received your message. I can get through it all the time, but no one answered it. Can you help me ask if he was indeed in the hotel last night?"

After hearing her words, Wayne looked at the producer, and John looked puzzled. "Susan, the crew ordered a suite for Nicholas Cage. Now we only know that he did check in the hotel. Later, he went out and no one saw him. Didn't you come with him last night?"

This is not a question mark on John and Wayne. Logically speaking, as Nicholas Cage's agent, Susan should have come with his clients. The crew also specially booked a suite for him to facilitate the assistant and agent Nicholas Cage brought with him.

Zach Schneider had sent someone back to find him. There was really no one in the hotel room. The most important thing was that no one saw when he went out, and no one knew where he was going.

Susan Levine's anxious face immediately showed an embarrassing look. "I sent him to the hotel last night and went home. I was born in New York. My parents and two brothers are here. They prepared a part for me..."

Looking at the director standing up and paced back and forth, Susan couldn't explain it anymore.

"Call the police!" Wayne said the plan he was most reluctant to implement. Now no one knows when Nicholas Cage disappeared. If something really happened to him, it would not be a matter of delaying filming. Warner Brothers and the crew will have great trouble.

"Now we have no good way except asking for help from the police, damn it!"

After saying that, Wayne kicked the chair beside him. At this moment, he really wanted to smash everything he saw, and his anger was already burning, his face turned red.

"Can't call the police!"

"Don't call the police!"

Agent Susan and producer John spoke at the same time. They all knew the consequences of calling the police. All media would definitely come around and subdue them like sharks that smelled blood.

"You can't wait like this. No one knows what problems he has now. If something happens to happen..." Wayne stared at Susan Kevin with a serious expression. The reason why John didn't want to call the police was that he knew was nothing more than fear that the crew would be exposed. The crew would face a shutdown and a union investigation, but this woman...

"Susan, do you know something? It's best to say it out for the sake of your customers' safety!"

Under Wayne's aggressive gaze, Susan Levine hesitated for a long time before avoiding his eyes. After looking around, he whispered: "He may go to a bar, well... the kind of bar that sells some special drugs."

"Zach, Zach! Organize people to go to the small bars around the hotel, find a local to lead the way, and find those small bars that can enjoy contraband happily, and go immediately!

Wait, be careful! Don’t be aware of this by the media. There are so many people who go there. The news will definitely not be hidden, but you must find him before the media figures it out, and remind them that no one is allowed to accept an interview!"

Hearing Susan Levine's guess, he immediately turned around and asked Zach Schneider to organize people to search. If he still couldn't find him, there would be no other luck. Wayne would call the police immediately.

This matter is big or small, and it has long been a common problem of being late.

"Susan, Nicholas Cage has been taking banned drugs, or smoking leaf cigarettes, 'Cor' alkali and other things?" After the arrangement, he walked back to his agent and began to ask the other party in a low voice. What Wayne hates the most is these things, but it cannot change the environment. Most people in this circle will be more or less involved.

"Absolutely not, Director Greenberg!" Susan Levine could never admit these things. "It's just that he has to prepare this script during this period, and he has sunk into the role, so he occasionally releases some mental pressure by relying on these."

Looking at her unnatural expression, Wayne could understand with his butt that things were definitely not as simple as this woman said.

I knew it was impossible to ask anything from her, but I understood the reason why she didn't want to call the police. She was afraid that when her customers were found by the police, there would be contraband around her.

He helped his chair up and sat back, and saw Nina hiding behind the makeup car with Harry Berry. He raised his arm and waved to his assistant.

Harry Berry and Nina walked over, and seeing that he seemed to be much calmer, the assistant spoke with courage. "Boss, what's the matter."

Wayne reached out and rubbed his temple hard, and a little helplessness revealed in his voice. "My cup was broken, I'm trying to get me some drink."

Hearing his words, Harry Berry quickly turned around and trotted back to the trailer, and soon ran back with his own water cup.

"Hey, I promise I haven't drunk this yet!"

Put the water cup on Wayne's hand, and when he saw him unwilling the lid indifferently, he drank it down, the two women looked at each other and returned to the makeup trailer.

"Nina, has Wayne been like this all the time on the crew? I mean he's always like a tyrant?"