Compared to Feng Han, the premiere of The Great Wall was like walking the red carpet.
Both sides of the red carpet were filled with reporters, and from time to time, popular movie stars walked past.
"Hua Zai, Hua Zai, look here."
"I didn't expect Zhao Guoqi to come to the State Preceptor's opening ceremony.”
"The international chapter is here too. This is almost like an award ceremony.”
"Quick, look over there. The crew of 'The Great Wall' is here.”
"State Preceptor, Lu Hanhan, Zhang Hanyu…are all here.”
The entire premiere took nearly half an hour just to walk the red carpet.
After everyone entered the theater, Zhang Yimou stood in front of the stage.
" Welcome to the premiere of 'The Great Wall,' everyone and friends from the media. This movie is a brand new way of collaboration, and I hope it can bring a different experience to everyone..."
After Zhang Yimou's long speech, there was a round of applause.
"As expected of the state preceptor, his words are of a certain standard.”
"I heard that the premiere of 'True Colors of Heroes' next door is also today.”
"Don't talk nonsense. How can True Colors compare to The Great Wall?”
"One is the state preceptor's new work, and it's a big production. The other is a low-budget movie directed by a singer.”
Indeed, there was no comparison. The 500-plus seats in the theater were all filled, and there were even many people who did not have seats.
On Feng Han's side, there were only two hundred seats, but not even half of them were filled.
As time passed, the movie began to kick off.
………………
From the beginning of the movie, The Great Wall gave people a feeling of vigor.
The senses and the special effects simply captivated everyone.
But gradually, as the plot unfolded, the reporters and film critics frowned.
This plot?
How should he put it? The expectations were too high, but in the end, it did not achieve the effect that everyone wanted to see.
It was clearly said that it was based on ancient China.
If you made a monster attack the city, everyone would tolerate it. After all, it was a movie. It was normal for it to be a little ridiculous.
But you want two foreigners to be the main characters? Moreover, he should be a mercenary…
Instantly, everyone frowned.
If it weren't for the fact that the director was Zhang Yimou, they would have left right now.
The ancient Huaxia people actually needed the help of foreigners to defeat the monsters.
It was as if the audience had been fed a pile of sh * t. They could not swallow it down. It was too disgusting.
Anyone with a little knowledge of history would know that China had only lagged behind the western countries in recent years.
In ancient times, when the Chinese civilization was flourishing, the Western civilization was like a younger brother. In some places, they even lived a primitive life.
" To be able to encounter such a fawning scene in a movie, I'm really drunk. I'm not watching anymore.'
Some of the audience members cursed and left the stage. They could not stand it anymore.
Just like what some people said about sunk costs, once the tickets were bought, the movie could no longer be watched. If they continued to watch, it would be a waste of time and life.
Wouldn't it be nice if he had the time to go out for supper and drinks?
By the time the movie entered the middle of the movie, most of the audience chose to leave.
Only the film critics and media reporters were still standing firm.
Of course, if not for professional ethics, some of them might have left.
As the director, although Zhang Yimou was sitting in the front, he was not completely unaware of what happened behind him.
"How did this happen?" Zhang Yi couldn't understand.
The composition, momentum, and so on of the movie were all very good, even in the eyes of professionals. Why didn't the audience buy it?
" Sigh, just like what the director said, this year's audience is too difficult to guide.'
It wasn't that the current directors couldn't make good movies, but that the audience couldn't understand these good movies.
He believed that after a decade or so, when the new audience grew up, his movie would definitely become a classic, just like " Journey to the West " back then.
Zhang Yi thought confidently.
………………
On the other hand, as the plot of True Colors developed, the film critics, reporters, and some scattered viewers were reluctant to miss a single scene.
Go to the toilet?
She would wait until the movie was over before going on.
You want to drink water when you're thirsty?
Endure it. It's just over an hour. It's not like I'll die of thirst.
After the movie ended, the audience burst into applause.
Although there were only a few dozen people in the audience, the applause sounded like hundreds of people clapping together.
Some of them even slapped their palms red.
"I dare to say that this 'A True Hero' is the best movie I've seen in years.”
"What a pity. Why did Brony die?”
"I really like what Brony said: I waited for three years not to prove how amazing I was, but to tell everyone that I would personally take back what I had lost.”
"I really didn't expect Director Feng's movie to be so exciting.”
"Excuse me, everyone. I really can't help but go to the toilet. Please make way.”
When Feng Han heard the praise from behind him, the corners of his mouth curled up.
He knew that his movie had succeeded.
At the very least, that was the reputation. Next, it would depend on whether the box office was good or not.
"Fenghan, you've succeeded." Ju Yiyi looked at Feng Han excitedly.
Even if the final box office sales were not ideal, the reputation would increase, and the future of the director would be easier.
"Congratulations, Director Feng." Duan Yihong, Wang Kai, and Heraldry walked over with joyful smiles on their faces.
If the movie was successful, they would also receive countless honors as the lead actors and supporting actors.
This was a good qualification for a newcomer to the film industry.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。