Lord Of Dying Smoke - Chapter 142
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The King of Dying Smoke Episode 142
Interlude Masterpiece and Last Companion (3)
Director Henry did not like actor Kang Min from the beginning.
Race wasn’t the issue.
In fact, my career wasn’t even an issue.
The real problem was the arrogance of daring to limit the subject matter of the great work containing the life of Henry Pyon.
“death… “No matter what, you want a work with death as the central theme?”
“Isn’t it perfect, Director! You were preparing for that from the beginning! “The Virgin Mary was kind to us and gave us this opportunity!”
“It’s a good thing!”
“… yes?”
“How can it be the same as what Henry Pian created after so much effort and what was originally requested? “This is nothing short of an insult!”
“… … .”
What kind of car is it?
The floor director said to his fuming boss, “Screw the damn thing.” I wanted to do it like a chimney, but I barely held back. If it weren’t for someone who had been indebted to him repeatedly in the past, he would have packed his bags a long time ago.
FD sighed and asked.
“Then shall I refuse?”
“Why do you refuse! “It’s money!”
“… … .”
He used to be a very handsome person, but he happened to become senile…
The floor director shook his head and left.
Even after the few remaining subordinates left, Director Henry stubbornly stroked his mustache. The studio had long since lost all its expensive equipment, leaving it a barren tin can, but that didn’t break his stubbornness.
Just as the heroes of Greek mythology, who straddle the line between gods and heroes, could not exist without hubris (arrogance), Director Henry’s myth was also the same.
I don’t even want the criminals to understand.
No, on the contrary, there was a place he needed to go that was beyond his understanding… .
“Hmph, it’s Kang Min.”
Will that young brat be able to understand even a single word of Henry Pian’s great actions?
He clicked his tongue arrogantly and stood up.
As the situation is unavoidable now, we have no choice but to compromise, but it will be necessary to at least take the initiative. Bishop Henry immediately called another debtor under his command.
If I had no choice but to accept it, I was going to show it from the moment I saw it.
“Actress Basil! “It looks like you have someone to compete with for the lead role.”
“Good. “Can’t we just assume I lost and move on?”
“… … .”
“… “It would be better for me to do it myself than to leave it to a clumsy rookie, yes.”
It was planned to be shown.
* * *
“Hmm, let me introduce you to the actor first. Actor Kang, who is here, hit a series of home runs as soon as he debuted in his home country, and most importantly, he won an Emmy Award in the short story category for a short story that S&W collaborated with.”
“… … .”
“And here, director Pian, with over 20 years of experience, has not only directed masterpieces such as , , and , but has also won numerous awards―”
“… … ..”
Inside the desolate studio, the first meeting between Director Henry and Kang Min went according to the investor’s insidious intentions.
The director looked at the actor with his arms crossed, and the actor did not avoid his gaze at all.
A silent confrontation.
In such an uncomfortable atmosphere, the floor director and actor Basil, who could be considered the only remaining close associates, did their best to hide their cold sweat.
And Penelope was grinning just as much.
‘Of course, there’s no way it’s going to work out!’
If Kang Min is a madman, Henry Pian is a fool.
To a certain extent, he is so stupid that all his acquaintances who tried to persuade him, who had been turning away for a few years, got fed up and left.
Even the strongest people in the world will inevitably face difficulties here.
‘And there are countless ways to cook an actor who has fallen into such disarray.’
A trick of the century, like the one shown by chess master Alexei Shirov in 1998.
Penelope couldn’t help but be amazed by her own genius.
“hmm.”
“hmm.”
Even as the actress and director continued to blink, the director and actor were quietly glaring at each other.
FD and Basil were even more embarrassed, and Penelope looked even more embarrassed.
How long had passed? It was Director Henry who reached out first.
Of course, I didn’t specifically ask for a handshake.
“Mr. Kang.”
“yes.”
“I didn’t really look for you. “No matter what acting I’ve done so far, what I’m showing you now is all I can do.”
He handed me the script without even saying hello.
“This is the script. Any scene is fine, so act it.”
A tone that could be said to have omitted the phrase ‘if I can.’
Moreover, even in the United States, it would be extremely rude to come out like this without prior notice or sending a script.
Not only the other two were shocked, but even Penelope, who was an actress by profession, slightly twitched her eyebrows.
“hmm.”
But Kangmin calmly accepted it.
The synopsis, to summarize, was very simple and straightforward.
“A man who doesn’t even have the power to seek revenge loses everything. But the moment he is about to die, he realizes his past life… .”
“hmm.”
“Surprisingly, his true identity is the reincarnation of a brave knight from the Middle Ages, and he sets out for valiant revenge armed with a long sword… ?”
“Well, that’s it.”
“… … .”
There was silence.
What can I say—it looked more like a middle school student’s writing study than a Hollywood movie scenario. No, maybe he looked a little smarter that way.
‘?’
Penelope’s jaw fell off before Kang Min’s.
Needless to say, FD, who received her shocked gaze, secretly avoided her gaze.
“… “Are you serious about that?”
“yes… .”
“No, didn’t you have someone like Rob Riggle as a screenwriter? That person is like that… ?”
“No, I… He wrote a mediocrely good script, but the director kicked him out. “Hollywood needs something unconventional, not a story full of clichés.”
“… … .”
“Of course, I ripped them all out, but after that, as you know… .”
Penelope looked away again, listening to FD mumbling excuses. His hand, which had been flicking through the pages, soon stopped.
In fact, even the synopsis wasn’t the whole problem.
The bigger problem was that these ten sheets of paper were not part of the script, but the entirety of it… !
‘oh my god… !’
Penelope was the flagship.
It was true that I thought it would be half ruined.
It was true that he thought it would be beneficial to recover some of the losses he had made anyway and to give Kangmin some candy.
But isn’t this really the level of senility?
At this point, they have removed all the rebar because they are tired of building buildings according to clichés!
‘No, not this!’
I was wondering why everyone was cutting off Henry Pian, who had built up a lot of connections, but on the contrary, I found it helpful that they didn’t hang him from a pole and curse him.
‘Tsk… !’
Penelope became urgent.
This is not it. You have to pick it up and put it away.
I wanted the image of a young, unconventional person who made a bold attempt and failed a little, not to ruin the entire career of an actor who worked hard to build it!
She hurriedly approached Kangmin and whispered.
“Let’s get it over with!” This is not it. “Even a joke has its limits!”
“hmm… .”
“Don’t worry about cleaning up afterwards. Since no actual investment has been made anyway, you can withdraw as much as you want now—!”
“Mr. Olson.”
Kangmin had a serious expression.
It was the most serious expression so far.
Penelope had a very ominous feeling.
And, that premonition was exactly right.
“This scenario is a work of genius.”
“… … yes?”
“It’s a work of genius.”
“There’s no way I asked back because I didn’t hear it!”
Whether Penelope got angry or not, Kangmin was filled with great emotion.
A script of only ten pages.
It is less than 1/100th of and less than 1/100th of .
However, the instructions for action were full of genius inspiration.
A 100-minute movie with nothing but death and killing! How else can I describe the confidence that oozes from there!
“I apologize sincerely, Mr. Olson.”
“What!”
“Honestly, until now, I suspected Mr. Olson had ulterior motives. For example, they intentionally link to works for which there is no answer.”
“Cloak, cologne!”
“It was a crazy idea! I never thought you would be in a relationship with such a great master! “I’m so ashamed that I doubted it!”
“Cold, cold… !”
While Penelope was coughing at the top of her lungs, Kang Min covered the script with an emotional expression.
Director Henry noticed that the other person wasn’t in a very bad mood, but he didn’t have the personality to be swayed by that.
He summoned the actor Basil with a wink. The actor, who is of Greek descent and has Armenian-like features and curly hair, sighed and stepped forward.
He sighed again and whispered softly to Kangmin.
“Well, please follow along in moderation. “No matter what you do, you’ll be criticized anyway.”
“Basil!”
“Yes, I do. “I do it.”
Anyway, Basil Papadopoulos was only doing this because of the grace that debuted him in the past, and he was not an easy actor.
His relaxed expression changed for a moment.
Remorse dwells in the hardened eyes, and moisture leaks out from between them.
His tone of regret is as if he has undergone a transformation.
[How could even my daughter… How could even Genie be like that… .]
[What sin did I commit in my past life?]
[why… !]
Basil collapsed and gasped.
The breath gradually becomes weaker, and the trembling limbs gradually lose strength.
The moisture that had moistened my cheeks naturally seeped into my voice.
[Tell me, Jesus… What sin have I committed? ]
A very natural emotional line.
Even if you bring the world’s best coach Kim Cheol to this place, let alone Han Ye-seul, you’ll think, ‘It’s pretty good.’ It was such a perfect performance that I couldn’t help but mutter.
In fact, Director Henry also seems somewhat satisfied.
But when Kang Min saw that, he shook his head with a sad expression.
“You’re breathing wrong.”
“Uh, what?”
“Aren’t you dying from the cold? It’s closer to breathing when your lungs are pierced… Well, you must have made a mistake.”
“?”
“I understand. “Aren’t the words ‘keoheuuk’ and ‘kekeok’ often mistaken?”
“???”
Basil thought about it, but he couldn’t figure out what the nonsense was.
Is this a joke? I looked at it, but Kangmin’s expression was serious.
Now, following Penelope, Basil also felt a slightly ominous feeling.
“That’s a long story, actor. “Just show me your acting skills.”
“I guess so. “Director.”
Kangmin quietly took a deep breath and grabbed his neck.
After 3 minutes like that─
Bishop Henry Pian’s eyes were filled with tears of repentance.
he cried.
“Ah, all the auditions I’ve seen so far have been nonsense! “I almost missed the hawk that flew into my arms!”
“… … .”
“… … .”
“Keuheuk, keuheu, keek… !”
Coach Henry cried, and FD and Basil were silent.
Only Penelope tried to say something, but the coughing still wouldn’t stop.
Tears finally came to her eyes.
* * *
It is often said that heroes recognize other heroes.
Likewise, the madman seemed to recognize the madman.
Penelope, who had barely stopped coughing, could only watch in a daze as the two madmen suddenly came together.
“I finally found the items that Mr. Kang appeared on. It was amazing! If I had looked for it earlier, our first meeting would have been better than this… .”
“Will it make a big difference? Anyway, this is my first time meeting someone like you.”
“Thank you, thank you so much… !”
“In other words, the lack of a storyline is a characteristic of this movie. The reason is, hmm, is it because recent Hollywood movies keep creating barriers to entry?”
“You understand! Henry Pian’s long-standing mission is to relieve the growing obsession with useless things and spread deconstructionism! Of course, I understand that it is not an easy challenge… .”
“If that’s what you said, how about reducing it further?”
“hmm… ?”
“The main character’s dialogue itself is reduced or eliminated to the limit. He could die that much more. “Isn’t this a challenge worth taking?”
“Hoo… .”
Something,
Something was happening.
Rather than being good, it’s much more crazy than anyone can see.
“It’s a question worth thinking about, but it’s not easy. Above all, I think the protagonist’s past life should ultimately be expressed in language.”
“Why?”
“Why, even if you were a medieval knight, wouldn’t there be many different eras? From the 8th century to the 13th century, a knight was either a simple horseman, a nobleman, or simply Men-at-Arms. Which of them should be expressed in an easy-to-understand manner in the story, but expressing it outside of the dialogue… .”
“It doesn’t sound difficult.”
Kangmin smiled.
“I know a good person to ask for advice on that.”
“Hey, actor. If I just needed advice on the times, I would have gotten it from someone a long time ago. There are literally countless cases where the play goes awry or the budget leaks while trying to protect historical evidence. “It’s a shame, but I don’t have that kind of money for my project right now.”
“hmm.”
“Therefore, beyond historical research, you must have a good understanding of editing, an understanding of visual effects and props, and also have a wealth of knowledge about the Crusades and the knights themselves. “Where in the world is there a person like that?”
“there is.”
“?”
“Surprisingly, the person I’m going to introduce to you just happens to be an expert in all of that.”
“Actress!”
“Please, where is that person?”
The floor director and Basil, who had remained silent, could not stand it any longer. I thought I was a victim of the senile Director Henry, but it turns out he’s even crazier!
While Penelope was in a daze, the two tried with all their might to stop this evil act.
And it is true, where is such a person? His knowledge of the Middle Ages is as rich as that of a major, but he is also a master of visual effects and has editing and production experience?
Does this make sense?
Even if we give up a hundred steps, why would such a big man participate in such a crazy plan?
“Stop talking nonsense!”
Basil slammed the table.
He gained momentum and raised his voice solemnly.
“If such a person exists in this world, Basil, he is willing to invest all his money in this movie!”
* * *
“Eotchwi!”
And at the same time,
The kebab director, who was annoyed by the recent increase in popularity, was sneezing loudly.