NOVEL NEXT Exploiting Hollywood 1980.
Chapter 64 Do you want to make a movie?
Chapter 64 Do you want to make a movie?
Aunt Karen's entrustment was handed over to Mrs. Davis.
Ronald unexpectedly found that the life of Mrs. Davis's family was okay, not as bad as imagined.This is mainly because America's welfare for the poor is good.
Every year, the government spends huge sums of dollars to purchase agricultural and livestock products.Part of it is turned into food stamps to benefit the poor.
Although Mrs. Davis does not have a serious job and has to raise three children, there is never a lack of food, and little Bard is raised very strong.The old clothes are just in need, and can be worn by Little Bard's sister.
The biscuits made by my aunt are what moved Mrs. Davis the most.When their husbands put on military uniforms and went to war together, military wives from the same combat company often came together to support each other, and baking cookies was what Karen often cooked.
A few years ago, Aunt Karen wanted to raise an extra Ronald, so she didn't have the energy to make such time-consuming snacks.After eating it again after a few years, Mrs. Davis secretly shed tears.
After Ronald took his leave of Mrs. Davis, little Bard slipped out of the house and joined him at the corner.The two are going to meet the ballet dancer.
Little Bud took Ronald to the Sylvia's fried chicken restaurant at the intersection, and Ronald ordered the signature fried chicken with muffins.Crispy, juicy fried chicken served with honey-drizzled muffins and a big Coke is Harlem's soul food.
Just as he was having a good meal with little Bud, a voice came from the side, "I heard you want to find me?"
Ronald looked up, and it was the dancer who was wearing a top hat dancing just now.
"Yes, let's make a long story short. My name is Ronald Lee, and I'm an assistant director. I'm choosing roles for the crew. Do you want to make a movie?" Ronald took out his wallet, took out the director's union card and handed it to the dancer , "This is my director's union card, which can prove my identity."
The dancer was a little surprised, took the union card and put it on the table, pulled a chair and sat down, "Of course I want to shoot, but..."
"It's okay, we can talk slowly," Ronald asked the waiter to serve him a piece of food as usual.
"Let me take a photo of you, what's your name? I saw you dancing, it seems that you have some ballet foundation?" Ronald took out his Polaroid camera and gave Gene a photo.
"My name is Gene Anthony Ray, and I studied ballet at the New York Academy of Performing Arts."
"Have studied?" Ronald was a little surprised, he didn't expect that Gene was a student of acting high school.
"Yes, I studied there for 1 year and then they fired me."
"Can I ask why?"
Gene took the plate from the waiter and began to eat fried chicken while telling his story.
It turned out that Gene was one of the few black boys who entered the dance department. Ballet still discriminates against blacks more or less. Few blacks can play classical ballet roles.Black ballet dancers generally dance modern ballet fused with jazz dance.
The quality of the public high school in Harlem that Gene attended was very poor. His English performance has always been poor.
For this reason, the English teacher suspended his practice qualification and forced him to pass the English test before he can continue to enter the practice room.
Gene couldn't improve his English performance, and was deprived of the only dance opportunity he was good at. In a fit of anger, he slapped the teacher and was expelled from the school board.
However, the English teacher knew afterwards that his poor grades were not because he didn't work hard, but because there was no one to make up the lessons and he couldn't keep up with the progress, so he took the initiative to plead with the school.However, there seemed to be racists among the school board members who had wanted to expel Gene for a long time, and firmly disagreed with the decision to withdraw the expulsion.
Gene had to go to the even worse Julia Richman High School for the Performing Arts, where the quality of teaching was so poor that only 35% of students graduated each year.
Except for the practice room, Gene basically doesn't spend much energy on other subjects. When he is not practicing, he goes to the streets of Harlem to dance.
"By the way, what dance did you dance just now?" Ronald asked.
"We call him Breakin' (floor dance), and Poppin' (mechanical dance), why don't you white people call him that? What's that called?"
Gene is a bit weird, Ronald obviously can dance.
"It's nothing, we call it that too."
"We are looking for 600 extras and dozens of resident roles for this movie. If you are interested, I can recommend you to audition."
"Sure, what role will I get?"
"I can't say that. The final decision is made by the director. I just recommend you to audition."
"What was that movie about?"
"It's a story about eight art school students, four years from enrollment to graduation. In fact, the prototype of the place where the story takes place is the performing arts college you attended."
"Then I'm sure I can act well. I'm a student there, I used to be." Gene said confidently, "Then what are you auditioning for?"
"I will let you do a dance, and then let you act in a scene. If the director is satisfied, he will sign with you."
"Then when can I go for an audition?" Gene ate another piece of fried chicken and didn't move.
Ronald noticed that he didn't eat muffins, and he didn't add honey. As a dancer, he was still somewhat self-conscious about keeping his carbohydrate and calorie intake.
"Have you got a phone?"
"Yes, Gene reported a series of phone numbers. This is the phone number in the corridor of my house. If I didn't answer it, you can just call Joan's son."
After agreeing on the contact information, Gene was ready to go back and wait for the notification. He took the leftover fried chicken and muffins, and the cornbread provided by the restaurant, and wrapped them in a paper lunch box, "I want to bring some to my mother. "
Ronald simply ordered another fried chicken for him and asked him to take it away with him.
"By the way, what's the name of your movie?" Gene asked while waiting for the meal.
"It's called a Hot Lunch."
"Hot Lunch?" Gene started laughing wildly, and little Bud also laughed so hard that he got under the table.
"Why are you called this name? I thought you guys were making adult movies just by hearing the name, hahaha..."
Ronald was inexplicably laughed, and it was Little Bard who explained in his ear: "In Harlem, black people use their mouths...to solve it, which is called Hot Lunch."
"Hahaha..." Ronald also laughed, "I will talk to the director next time I have a chance."
After Gene left, Ronald picked up the director's union card on the table and put it in his wallet. "It seems that his English is really poor, and he can't read very well."
Leroy's character is also illiterate, but it's a pity that the script is written as Latino. If it's black, Gene has a chance to fight for it. Gene's background is very similar to Leroy's.
"Are you really looking for that B-boy to act in a movie?" Bud Jr. asked Ronald with a playful smile.
"What's a B-boy?"
"It's the kind of floor dancers that we call B-boys."
"Huh? Then what's wrong with him?"
"He's a fag."
Ronald raised his eyebrows: "The director will take care of it. The film is actually made of his character. As long as he can dance well and play the role well, it's fine."
Among the eight protagonists, one of Montgomery's characters is Key, and Leroy likes girls.But this is not the scope of his consideration.
Called the waiter and added 4 more servings.
"I can't eat four servings, big cousin."
"This is for your mother and sisters, you bastard." Ronald raised his hand and patted Little Bard on the forehead, "Study hard."
"Study is useless, isn't it? There aren't so many jobs in Harlem that require high school graduates." Little Bard rubbed his head aggrievedly.
"As long as you can successfully graduate from high school, I will recommend you a job opportunity in the future."
"Really, big cousin? Don't worry, my grades are not bad, and I will definitely be able to graduate."
(End of this chapter)
Aunt Karen's entrustment was handed over to Mrs. Davis.
Ronald unexpectedly found that the life of Mrs. Davis's family was okay, not as bad as imagined.This is mainly because America's welfare for the poor is good.
Every year, the government spends huge sums of dollars to purchase agricultural and livestock products.Part of it is turned into food stamps to benefit the poor.
Although Mrs. Davis does not have a serious job and has to raise three children, there is never a lack of food, and little Bard is raised very strong.The old clothes are just in need, and can be worn by Little Bard's sister.
The biscuits made by my aunt are what moved Mrs. Davis the most.When their husbands put on military uniforms and went to war together, military wives from the same combat company often came together to support each other, and baking cookies was what Karen often cooked.
A few years ago, Aunt Karen wanted to raise an extra Ronald, so she didn't have the energy to make such time-consuming snacks.After eating it again after a few years, Mrs. Davis secretly shed tears.
After Ronald took his leave of Mrs. Davis, little Bard slipped out of the house and joined him at the corner.The two are going to meet the ballet dancer.
Little Bud took Ronald to the Sylvia's fried chicken restaurant at the intersection, and Ronald ordered the signature fried chicken with muffins.Crispy, juicy fried chicken served with honey-drizzled muffins and a big Coke is Harlem's soul food.
Just as he was having a good meal with little Bud, a voice came from the side, "I heard you want to find me?"
Ronald looked up, and it was the dancer who was wearing a top hat dancing just now.
"Yes, let's make a long story short. My name is Ronald Lee, and I'm an assistant director. I'm choosing roles for the crew. Do you want to make a movie?" Ronald took out his wallet, took out the director's union card and handed it to the dancer , "This is my director's union card, which can prove my identity."
The dancer was a little surprised, took the union card and put it on the table, pulled a chair and sat down, "Of course I want to shoot, but..."
"It's okay, we can talk slowly," Ronald asked the waiter to serve him a piece of food as usual.
"Let me take a photo of you, what's your name? I saw you dancing, it seems that you have some ballet foundation?" Ronald took out his Polaroid camera and gave Gene a photo.
"My name is Gene Anthony Ray, and I studied ballet at the New York Academy of Performing Arts."
"Have studied?" Ronald was a little surprised, he didn't expect that Gene was a student of acting high school.
"Yes, I studied there for 1 year and then they fired me."
"Can I ask why?"
Gene took the plate from the waiter and began to eat fried chicken while telling his story.
It turned out that Gene was one of the few black boys who entered the dance department. Ballet still discriminates against blacks more or less. Few blacks can play classical ballet roles.Black ballet dancers generally dance modern ballet fused with jazz dance.
The quality of the public high school in Harlem that Gene attended was very poor. His English performance has always been poor.
For this reason, the English teacher suspended his practice qualification and forced him to pass the English test before he can continue to enter the practice room.
Gene couldn't improve his English performance, and was deprived of the only dance opportunity he was good at. In a fit of anger, he slapped the teacher and was expelled from the school board.
However, the English teacher knew afterwards that his poor grades were not because he didn't work hard, but because there was no one to make up the lessons and he couldn't keep up with the progress, so he took the initiative to plead with the school.However, there seemed to be racists among the school board members who had wanted to expel Gene for a long time, and firmly disagreed with the decision to withdraw the expulsion.
Gene had to go to the even worse Julia Richman High School for the Performing Arts, where the quality of teaching was so poor that only 35% of students graduated each year.
Except for the practice room, Gene basically doesn't spend much energy on other subjects. When he is not practicing, he goes to the streets of Harlem to dance.
"By the way, what dance did you dance just now?" Ronald asked.
"We call him Breakin' (floor dance), and Poppin' (mechanical dance), why don't you white people call him that? What's that called?"
Gene is a bit weird, Ronald obviously can dance.
"It's nothing, we call it that too."
"We are looking for 600 extras and dozens of resident roles for this movie. If you are interested, I can recommend you to audition."
"Sure, what role will I get?"
"I can't say that. The final decision is made by the director. I just recommend you to audition."
"What was that movie about?"
"It's a story about eight art school students, four years from enrollment to graduation. In fact, the prototype of the place where the story takes place is the performing arts college you attended."
"Then I'm sure I can act well. I'm a student there, I used to be." Gene said confidently, "Then what are you auditioning for?"
"I will let you do a dance, and then let you act in a scene. If the director is satisfied, he will sign with you."
"Then when can I go for an audition?" Gene ate another piece of fried chicken and didn't move.
Ronald noticed that he didn't eat muffins, and he didn't add honey. As a dancer, he was still somewhat self-conscious about keeping his carbohydrate and calorie intake.
"Have you got a phone?"
"Yes, Gene reported a series of phone numbers. This is the phone number in the corridor of my house. If I didn't answer it, you can just call Joan's son."
After agreeing on the contact information, Gene was ready to go back and wait for the notification. He took the leftover fried chicken and muffins, and the cornbread provided by the restaurant, and wrapped them in a paper lunch box, "I want to bring some to my mother. "
Ronald simply ordered another fried chicken for him and asked him to take it away with him.
"By the way, what's the name of your movie?" Gene asked while waiting for the meal.
"It's called a Hot Lunch."
"Hot Lunch?" Gene started laughing wildly, and little Bud also laughed so hard that he got under the table.
"Why are you called this name? I thought you guys were making adult movies just by hearing the name, hahaha..."
Ronald was inexplicably laughed, and it was Little Bard who explained in his ear: "In Harlem, black people use their mouths...to solve it, which is called Hot Lunch."
"Hahaha..." Ronald also laughed, "I will talk to the director next time I have a chance."
After Gene left, Ronald picked up the director's union card on the table and put it in his wallet. "It seems that his English is really poor, and he can't read very well."
Leroy's character is also illiterate, but it's a pity that the script is written as Latino. If it's black, Gene has a chance to fight for it. Gene's background is very similar to Leroy's.
"Are you really looking for that B-boy to act in a movie?" Bud Jr. asked Ronald with a playful smile.
"What's a B-boy?"
"It's the kind of floor dancers that we call B-boys."
"Huh? Then what's wrong with him?"
"He's a fag."
Ronald raised his eyebrows: "The director will take care of it. The film is actually made of his character. As long as he can dance well and play the role well, it's fine."
Among the eight protagonists, one of Montgomery's characters is Key, and Leroy likes girls.But this is not the scope of his consideration.
Called the waiter and added 4 more servings.
"I can't eat four servings, big cousin."
"This is for your mother and sisters, you bastard." Ronald raised his hand and patted Little Bard on the forehead, "Study hard."
"Study is useless, isn't it? There aren't so many jobs in Harlem that require high school graduates." Little Bard rubbed his head aggrievedly.
"As long as you can successfully graduate from high school, I will recommend you a job opportunity in the future."
"Really, big cousin? Don't worry, my grades are not bad, and I will definitely be able to graduate."
(End of this chapter)
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