Entertainment Era: My Good Sister Is All Over the World

Not long after Liu Songren and his group went inside, a bald man appeared in the crowd.

The bald man was also holding the hand of a somewhat monkey-like friend, and there were two or three other people following behind them.

This bald man is Karl Maka. A few years ago, he co-founded Garbo Film Company with Hung King-po, Lau Kar-wing, and others, and made some low-budget films, earning a small fortune.

However, at the beginning of this year, Golden Harvest called Hung King-po back and established Bo Ho Films.

Liu Jiarong also returned to the Liu family troupe, leaving Jiabao Films as a mere shell.

Karl Maka then teamed up with Dean Shek and Raymond Wong to establish Struggle Film Company, but it was still just a small-scale operation.

Recently, Raymond Lui, the owner of Golden Princess Cinemas, plans to set up his own production company and has his eye on several small independent film companies, including Mai Jia's "Struggle" film. To increase their leverage, Mai Jia plans to poach several people from his company.

The eccentric guy in front of me is Tsui Hark, a real maverick! His wife, Shi Nansheng, is a business prodigy!

If we could bring Yin and his wife into the company, it would definitely earn Lei Juekun's favor.

Although Tsui Hark made several films that flopped, anyone could see that this guy would succeed sooner or later.

Karl Maka got to know Tsui Hark through Ng Yu-sen's recommendation.

"Why come here to watch a movie?" Tsui Hark looked up at the movie posters in the theater with a puzzled expression. "There isn't a single good one. They're all terrible movies with tattered clothes."

Karl Maka laughed and said, "What good movies can we expect in this release window? I'm here to watch bad movies, and I won't even watch them if they're not bad."

"Something's wrong with him," Shi Nansheng couldn't help but mutter from the side.

"You guys don't know how fun bad movies are. The worse they are, the happier I am," Karl Maka waved his hand dismissively, and continued, "Besides, many bad movies actually have pretty good ideas, it's just that the actors don't have the talent to bring them to fruition."

Shi Nansheng bluntly stated, "You're just trying to find gold in the shit, aren't you?"

Mai Jia nodded and laughed, "That's right, you're absolutely right, finding gold in the shit, hahaha, that's perfect!"

Then, he glanced at the poster: "This one, I'll take it!"

"The Deadly Gold in the Cold Mountains and Green Waters?" Tsui Hark glanced at the movie poster Karl Maka was pointing to. "Such an artistic title, but it doesn't really mean anything. Is it some kind of treasure hunt movie?"

"Who cares what kind of movie it is? There's an old friend in it I know." Karl Maka pointed to the name of Songren Liu: "He's from RTV's Daming. If there's a chance, we can poach him to help us make movies."

Tsui Hark nodded: "Let's also see what this director is like."

Karl Maka casually remarked, "I heard he's a newcomer, a disciple of TVB director Wong Tin-lam. There's nothing worth paying attention to."

The group bought tickets and went inside, choosing seats in the back row.

Tsui Hark found that the attendance rate was decent, indicating that the audience for martial arts films is indeed quite good.

After a while, the movie screen lit up.

After the main logos floated by one by one, the screen remained dark for several seconds.

Many viewers thought the projector had malfunctioned and were about to start cursing.

Just then, a knocking sound rang out on the door.

Only then did the audience regain their patience and continue watching.

Then, a sliver of sunlight shone through the crack in the door, revealing a pure and pretty face, and a clear, gentle voice: "Who are you looking for?"

The man said, "I'm looking for He Biao."

"There is no such person," the girl replied, and closed the door again.

The man took two steps back, and his face gradually came into view; it was none other than Lu Tianjun, the swordsman played by Liu Songren.

He picked up his sword and retreated to a tree some distance away.

Soon, someone else knocked on the door and asked the same question, to which the girl gave the same answer.

Then the man slowly retreated and stood under a towering tree, facing Lu Tianjun.

The girl stood by the window, gazing at the two people, her eyes seemingly holding a thousand unspoken words.

An atmosphere of impending storm is palpable.

When Tsui Hark saw this scene, his eyes lit up instantly. This movie was interesting. Just the design of the opening alone made it seem like it wasn't going to be a bad movie.

Even the other spectators were stunned by this scene.

There's nothing particularly special about it, but it just seems pretty awesome.

Some of the people watching the movie were street thugs. They watched movies for thrills, and their favorites were martial arts films and erotic films. According to them, that was the only way to get their money's worth.

However, they are not without taste in movies; on the contrary, they watch a lot of movies. Although they like to eat fast food, it doesn't mean they can't appreciate good food.

The opening of this movie made them feel a bit novel; it seemed somewhat different from other martial arts films of the same genre.

Even though there was no actual fighting, the atmosphere was created very well, giving the feeling that a major battle was about to take place.

Karl Maka had come here with a lighthearted attitude, expecting to watch a bad movie, but this opening made him sit up a little straighter.

However, he quickly slumped back down.

After the opening scene, the plot fell into the usual pattern, and the cinematography was somewhat lackluster.

There were a few bright spots along the way, but the overall quality was just average; it was neither particularly good nor bad.

But this is a midnight show; playing it as a regular means it'll flop.

Liu Songren was very tense because he could hear someone cursing in the back seat.

Du Qifeng was also sweating profusely and had a bad feeling.

The beginning was reshot according to Huang Wenbin's instructions, and Huang Wenbin's suggestions were also taken into account during the editing. Looking at it now, it is indeed very sophisticated and has impressed the audience.

The footage that followed was filmed in the mountainous area of ​​northern Guangdong. It was quite rough, lacking both aesthetic appeal and a clear storyline.

This is after some editing; if it had been edited according to their initial plan, it would probably have been even more boring.

"Damn, what a terrible ghost movie! It's so awful and boring!"

Finally, someone couldn't help but start cursing.

Immediately afterwards, sporadic shouts of curses followed.

Lau Chung-yan gripped the armrests of his chair tightly, wondering if he should sneak away now to avoid being beaten if he was discovered to be a member of the production team.

"what?"

Just when some audience members couldn't take it anymore and wanted to dismantle their chairs and throw them out, they saw that peculiar style again.

Inside the inn, the three groups of people gathered together, each with their own ulterior motives.

This concept was already present in King Hu's "Dragon Inn," and Tsui Hark further emphasized it when he remade it.

The fighting wasn't particularly intense; it couldn't compare to King Hu's artistic conception or Chang Cheh's bloody battles.

But it just looks really high-class, I don't know why.

Mai Jia watched for a while, then frowned: "Something seems off about this battle."

He turned to Tsui Hark: "Master, what do you think?"

"Quiet, I'm thinking." Tsui Hark stared intently at the screen until the scene ended, then murmured, "This is actually a gunfight, but the director filmed it based on gunfight positioning. It's just that the bullets were transformed into concepts like momentum and sword energy."

Shi Nansheng murmured, "It's quite interesting. Just a few positions are enough to fill this scene. It saves on costs and improves the viewing experience. The director is a genius."

"Are Wang Tianlin's apprentices all this capable?" Mai Jia was somewhat skeptical.

The audience was a bit hesitant. They thought it was a big-scale spectacle, but it wasn't exciting enough. They just didn't know why it looked so impressive.

After waiting for a while, they discovered that the quality had not decreased after the battle; on the contrary, it had increased.

The audience's agitation gradually subsided.

Liu Songren felt the cursing gradually subside and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; his palms were already sweaty.

With Huang Wenbin and the entire crew of "Let the Bullets Fly" participating in the second half, the visual style, scenes, and story all became much more polished, making it feel like a completely different movie.

"How strange!" Karl Maka, a graduate of NYU's film department, has a much better eye for film than the average person. He immediately caught the academic vibe: "Why has it suddenly become so formal? It doesn't seem like a Hong Kong film, but it also has a strong New Wave feel."

Tsui Hark also noticed the problem, muttering, "It's like it was directed by two different directors and two different teams!"

Then, they simultaneously thought of a possibility, exchanged a glance, and said in unison, "It shouldn't be, right?"