Surviving as a Writer in the British Empire - Surviving as a Writer in the British Empire chapter 65

＜ The Chaplin Brothers ＞

When I was in high school, my ethics teacher showed me Charlie Chaplin’s ＜Modern Times＞.

It was probably early 2010, so it must have been the time when ＜Avengers＞ 1 had just been released. No, was it a little earlier than that? Anyway, I’m sure it was after watching the first episode of ＜Avatar＞.

Because of that, I was moved by the black-and-white movie, even though it was a time when my eyes for watching movies were heightened. That means it was a masterpiece.

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Overall, it’s a slapstick comedy sure enough to know where Disney’s ＜Looney Tunes＞ or ＜Tom and Jerry＞ motion came from.

A high-quality satire that clearly reveals the cruel human rights of workers during the industrial revolution and is not offensive.

Even though the words are a sound film, in fact a silent film, great acting ability to understand all the words through acting.

And even in the dark times, there is no loss of hope for the future, even the open ending of the human hymn.

I could see how great a filmmaker Charlie Chaplin was, who directed, produced, scripted, music, edited, and even starred in such masterpieces.

But that Charlie Chaplin… a minor role in my work? even.

“Ha, author Hanslo Jin!?”

“That’s right…”

“Renew it…!”

You look at me and your eyes are twinkling like this. oh my god.

Of course, but no mustache. Well, it’s because I’m 6 years old.

“I’m sorry. Author. My younger brother is the author…!”

“Oh, it’s okay. Sydney Chaplin.”

And this, after passing the paperwork for the role of Peter Perry this time, the boy is preparing for the second exam while working as a worker.

Sidney Chaplin in his mid-teens was Charlie Chaplin’s older brother and actual guardian.

Why are the siblings with parents still living as orphans, because their father, Charlie Chaplin Sr., who has legal custody, has not paid a dime after divorcing his alcoholic wife and his mother, Hannah Hill, is in a mental hospital… ·. Really f*cking town.

“Originally, I was living in a daycare center set up by the writer.”

“Ah, the ＜Alice and Peter Foundation＞.”

Big. Charlie Chaplin from the foundation I founded? That’s right, I’m happy with this taste!

However, Sydney Chaplin soon put on a dark expression and said,

“yes. But all of a sudden, the whole area was under construction…”

“By any chance, that redevelopment!?”

“Ah yes. That’s it.”

Lionel Lee manaaa!! what were you doing!? You said you did a good job!?

But after hearing more, it was true that the Foundation did a good job of cleaning up. However, since their new temporary accommodation was too far from their mother’s asylum or the Savoy Theater, the brothers, who couldn’t afford to pay for transportation, ended up working at the Savoy Theater to somehow survive.

Then… I can’t help it. It was because the foundation couldn’t find a temporary accommodation just for the two of them, and they couldn’t let the kids stay in Whitechapel, which was under construction.

However, apart from that.

“Did you have a reason to keep working in the theater? I hate to say this, but I think there are many places where you can work and find lodging, even if it’s not a theater.”

“Of course it is. but······”

Sydney Chaplin glanced at his brother Charlie. Charlie said with a twinkle in his eyes.

“I said I wanted to work here.”

“Hmm, why?”

“If I were to leave, I didn’t want to lose the seat I barely got.”

“・・・・・Hmm.”

In Charlie Chaplin’s eyes as he said that, I could read a certain will that shone black.

At a glance, it was similar to that of Strauss or Wilde. But more than that, it was a will that was so dull and sticky that I wondered if this young child had it… In other words, it was close to obsession.

obsession with success.

I could read it that way.

Well, Charlie Chaplin was famous for being an overzealous perfectionist. He is someone who has fought with fellow actors due to his obsession with perfection.

Could this be the cotyledon tree? Having glimpsed it, I couldn’t stay still.

“Then… can I see the performance once?”

“Acting?”

“okay.”

This is honestly selfish.

No, who would be embarrassed to be able to see Charlie Chaplin’s childhood acting. If you don’t know, you don’t know, but as someone who knows, I couldn’t stand it.

“Then, I’ll show you Reese’s acting for a moment.”

“Yes, please.”

It was a time when the words weren’t even finished. Charlie picked up a nearby pamphlet and covered his face with it.

And, when you show your face again.

That kid wasn’t 6-year-old Charlie Chaplin.

“＜······Who are you?＞”

stinging eyes. A mixture of curiosity and fear.

A little child peeking at me while only blinking, blinking his eyes.

His voice was trembling, but his pronunciation was clear. Even in the high tone, the end is definitely raised, showing that he has a pure curiosity like a child.

Even without fairy wings, even without pointy ears makeup.

At that moment, Charlie Chaplin completely took on the persona of Sylph Rhys.

“＜human… liver?! Are you really human?!＞”

That 6-year-old perfectly recreating lines from ＜Peter Perry and the Fairy Forest＞ that I wrote, down to the syllable.

Undoubtedly.

That kid is undoubtedly Charlie Chaplin.

“Huh…”

It’s really scary to be able to do that at the point of a 6-year-old who doesn’t have any skills yet. It’s scary, but…

“hmm. Charlie. That’s it. Would you like to come over for a second?”

“Did you not like it?”

“huh?”

I looked up. Charlie Chaplin, who had taken off his Reese persona, was looking at me with fearful eyes.

“Well, for some reason, it seems that you are not satisfied…”

“Oh, no no! I saw you very well. You’re good at acting. Just that.”

Uh… what should I say?

After scratching my head, I just asked directly.

“Have you seen Volume 7? ＜Peter Perry and the Brilliant Light＞.”

“Is Volume 7 out?”

“······mom. hmm.”

As expected… you don’t know.

When the redevelopment started and the Charlie brothers were evicted, they had just finished writing the 7th volume. It took some time before it was published, so it’s no wonder that Charlie didn’t see the 7th volume.

That’s why he doesn’t know the secret of Reese’s inner side, the evil witch king.

That’s why he just described Reese as a pure friend, just as he appeared in volumes 1 through 6.

Ummm… how do I do this? I can’t tell you here. No matter how much the original author does such an evil thing, Heaven cannot forgive it, and I cannot forgive it either.

And above all, this perfect acting is possible because he does not know Reese’s secret.

So, for now, keep your mouth shut.

“Okay, Charlie.”

“yes. teacher.”

you’re a teacher

You’re a teacher! I heard Charlie Chaplin as a teacher!

It’s a different pleasure from being recognized by Arthur Conan Doyle or Mark Twain, but this…!

“Hmm. okay. In my opinion, it was great. It was absolutely perfect.”

“really?”

“huh. but.”

I asked slowly, making eye contact with Charlie Chaplin.

“You don’t seem to be satisfied with your acting… is that right?”

“yes? Author, what is that…”

“How did you know?”

Did his older brother Sidney Chaplin not even notice?

Of course, I wouldn’t have known if I had only seen acting. That’s right. How much would you know if I knew acting?

However, as I recently met several geniuses, I was able to get a rough idea of what kind of people they were.

They don’t think that what they’re doing is wrong. It is arrogance for a criminal to have unconvincing confidence, but geniuses… just what they did, that alone gives them confidence.

By the way, if so.

How is it that Charlie Chaplin, this genius, has no self-confidence?

“Writer, then can you tell me what I lack?”

“That’s too much.”

I cut at once. No, if I knew that, would I be an actor or a writer?

But I’m not the kind of genius who transcends genres like Oscar Wilde.

“Sorry Charlie, I can’t point out your performance. In my eyes, your acting was just perfect.”

“is that so······.”

“But, I can point you to someone who can point that out.”

I thought with my eyes shining.

If I’m not a genius, isn’t it a problem that can be solved by connecting with that genius?

Is Charlie Chaplin a genius who swallowed up an entire chapter in film history simply because he was a great actor? no. He was an actor, director, screenwriter, and planner.

Since Oscar Wilde was also an esthetic personality, what if he threw Charlie Chaplin as a disciple and exclusive actor?

Anyway, I am also solving food, clothing and shelter in the theater, and since I am a genius, I can resonate like Strauss.

What if I entrusted management and supervision to my older brother Sidney Chaplin and the theater company owner Mr. Carte without doing anything strange?

this works It can’t be.

I smiled and smiled, looking forward to the future.

***

Bentley Publishing House.

“Um, if the author was satisfied with it, it would be fine, but… would it really be okay?”

“It’s okay. This will definitely float.”

First of all, Mr. Bentley is also involved in the play, so I came to meet him and explain the situation.

It’s understandable that you’re worried because there are so many times when the art industry has many ups and downs. But I am definitely confident.

Screenwriter Oscar Wilde, composer Richard Strauss, and actor Charlie Chaplin.

To be honest, if you want to be ruined with this, what the hell should you come up against? ＜The Dark Knight Rises＞? ＜Parasite＞?

Alas, I see.

“If you’re really worried, Mr. Bentley will go to the theater with you in moderation. I have to sign with Oscar Wilde.”

“Oh oh······! Can I sign a contract with you too?!”

“Sure.”

I said with a grin. No, to be honest, if Oscar Wilde wants to write more than me when I am publishing three works at the same time, ＜Strand Magazine＞ alone is not enough, right? It should be serialized in both ＜Weekly Temple＞ and ＜Temple Bar＞.

“thank you. No, actually, we wanted to ask too, but we couldn’t tell you because we thought it was shameless.”

“Ah, shame on you.”

Isn’t Bentley Publishing the place that has worked hard for me so far? Mr. Bentley has plenty to chew on. Wilde’s suffering? that’s not my business

“Oh, and the American side sent a telegram saying that Mark Twain had finished writing and started selling it.”

“Oh, is it? How are they selling well?”

Well, since the writer is a writer, I’m not worried. To that question, Bentley scratched his head as if embarrassed.

“that is······.”

“Why, did it not go well?”

“It is said that one million copies have been sold.”

“······yes?”

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