Hollywood What If Chapter 13

  "500 thousand dolrs..."

  Tom Rothman touched his as he read the proposal. To be ho, the script had some good points, but it also had some drawbacks. The protagonist was an awkward high school kid. Even the ending was questionable.

  "He danced?"

  Tom Rothman shook his head.

  Fox Searchlight Pictures followed Miramax's business style. Which was to buy small-budget films and release them in minimal numbers of theaters.

  Of course, Miramax also makes its own movies. But it usually had purposes like participating in the Oscars.

  At that time, Quentin Tarantino had only made two movies, 'Reservs' and 'Pulp Fi'. He was not that famous yet.

  Quentin Tarantino was discovered by Harvey Weinstein, who was the iramax. In a way, Quentin's movies were one of the main sources of ine for Miramax.

  Anyway, Miramax prefers to buy pusible movies that could bring profits.

  'Fox Searchlight Pictures is still in its infancy. I 't risk it by iing in a movie that doesn't have a good return.'

  Tom Rothman was not fident that the script would make him money. He was a businessman, not an artistic person. Besides, the script was not even for an art film, it was a edy.

  'If I'm going to i. I prefer to i in movies with high produ costs. They usually have greater profitability.'

  The cases of small-budget films that made millions were a minority.

  Avatar, Avengers, and Titanic, each of those movies cost over a hundred million dolrs to make. Their profit was over a billion dolrs as well. That's the usual situation.

  "Let's put this on hold. I'll wait for Se7en's appearance before I tact Kazir Grey."

  He nodded and called his secretary to send the script to the script library. Perhaps this movie would be profitable once Kazir proved himself iers.

  Another week passed and Kazir began to uand that his efforts were fruitless. No movie panies tacted him.

  "Just to be sure, I visited every movie pany I know. Unfortunately, no one seemed to take me seriously."

  Kazir shrugged. He had already accepted that this would happen. He was not an amateur who would sulk about such things.

  "If they don't want to i, I'll find another way. Like I did with Se7en. I sent the script to David Fincher just to get it made.

  Kazir was not disced. Instead, he came out of his apartment and walked a few yards. There hone booth near his apartment.

  He ehe booth and frowned wheiced that someone pissed inside.

  "What the hell is wrong with these people?"

  As expected from the area where gang fights usually took pce, even the phone booth was disgusting. It seemed that the phone booth was not maintai all.

  In the end, Kazir decided to look for another pce. He could not stand the smell.

  "Hello, yes. Brother, this is me, Kazir."

  Kazir cut all ties with his family after he left 6 years ago. His father didn't agree with his dream of being a director.

  His father said that Hollywood was full of vanity, drugs, sex, and crimes that corrupted the mind. In a way, his father was right.

  But Hollywood was also the king of eai. It was a city of dreams and hope. Every year thousands of people came to Hollywood to bee famous. No one could deny that fabsp;

  "It's a miracle you called me. I thought you had fotten you had a brother."

  Aaron Grey rubbed his forehead. When he heard that Kazir wao talk to him in person, he decided to get out of bed and book a ticket to Los Angeles just to meet him..

  "I'm sorry if I caused you any trouble."

  "No..."

  Aaron smiled bitterly. To be ho, he was just shocked that his younger brother tacted him after six years.

  "How is your work? I have seen your movies. How I put it? They are pretty horrible. Hey, how about making a edy instead?"

  Kazir Grey's shooting style usually revolved around noir films. He liked to use bloody ses and dark themes.

  However, after no success in his past life, Kazir decided to leave his usual shooting style. This time, he wao make aovies.

  "Well, about that..."

  Kazir bed his hair and pced a script oable.

  "This is?"

  "It's my script. Brother, I need your help."

  Aaron took the script ahe provisional title.

  "Dynamite? Kazir, don't tell me you called me about this script?"

  Aaron flew from New York to Los Angeles because he wao see his younger brother. But he realized the real reason Kazir had tacted him.

  From the East Coast to the West Coast. Just to see his brother, whom he hadn't seen in years.

  "That's one of the reasons."

  "What are the other reasons?"

  "I miss you, brother."

  "Don't give me that shit! It gives me the creeps!" Aaron rubbed his shoulders in disgust.

  Of course Aaron missed his brother, but to hear him like that was a little scary.

  "I 't believe I flew all the way to Los Angeles just for this."

  He sighed.

  Well, Aaron missed his younger brother too, and he wao see him again. They had a close retionship when they were young.

  But Kazir didn't tact him after he left home to pursue his dreams.

  Sihen, the only way Aaron could support his brother was by watg his movies... Which was a little disgusting and scary.

  'This is a edy movie.'

  When Aarohe script, he realized that his younger brother wao ge his style.

  "Okay, let's talk about the script ter. I want you to tell me about your life here in Los Angeles. I haven't seen you for years, so of course I'm ied in all the shit you've been up to."

  He dropped the script oable. He already had an idea why Kazir had tacted him.

  To be ho, he was not angry. He was gd to see him instead.

  "Where should I start? Ah, I'm already married."

  "What?"

  He was shocked.

  "But we got divorced, so I'm single again."

  "What?"

  He was shocked a sed time.