American fame and fortune

After coming out of the Metropolitan Theater, Ted felt that he was still unsatisfied. When was the last time he saw such an exciting action movie?

He thought about it for a moment, and then he remembered that it was Martin's "Wanted"!

The whole movie doesn't give the villain a chance to be verbose at all. If he can kill him on horseback, he won't be fooling around!

Just like Martin's action scenes, they are clean and neat, hitting the vital points without any sloppiness!

Next to him, Makara looked infatuated: "Martin is so handsome, he will be my male idol from now on!"

This cool movie completely conquered her.

Ted nodded repeatedly: "This is the benchmark for action movies, with punches to the flesh, deadly moves, and headshots!"

Those ludicrous action movies have the nerve to set the protagonist as a killer or an agent?

What are the basic criteria for a qualified killer or agent? No nonsense!

In the car leaving Lincoln Center for the Arts, Makara took out her iPhone and checked the latest news about "John Wick" online. By the way, she gave the film a 9 on IMDB.

Martin is worth this score alone for being so cool.

On the night of the premiere, IMDB's "John Wick" section was wiped out by fans' positive reviews.

"Martin is the only one in Hollywood who can be so cool!"

“In real life, Martin shoots a Russian spy, kicks someone in the crotch, chokes him, stabs someone in the eye, and shoots someone in the head with a bottle of Coke, and then watch it in the movie, it’s exactly the same coolness!

“Martin’s skills are really strong, especially the protagonist Jonathan. It’s better to say that Martin himself gave Jonathan strength. With his beautiful skills paired with a crisp suit, Martin made people see the Coke God of War on the Santa Monica Pier! In addition, When the hero Jonathan blew a Russian gang leader’s head off with a bottle of Coke, everyone in the theater smiled knowingly.”

"It exploded. I exploded on the spot. The power of a nuclear explosion cannot compare to Martin's charm in this film!"

When Martin returned to the Hilton Hotel where he was staying, a piece of news became a hot topic on the Internet.

"The most deadly thing in history, killing Jonathan's dog!"

Topics that evolved from this also began to emerge.

"There's one thing you shouldn't mess with in Hollywood, and that's Martin's dog!"

Fans' creativity knows no bounds, and it doesn't take long for others to follow.

“The three biggest names in the film industry cannot be touched: Jason Statham’s package, Liam Neeson’s daughter, and Martin Davis’ dog!”

There is no doubt that the crew and Warner Bros. are fanning the flames behind the scenes, and post-screening promotions are in full swing.

In the luxurious suite of the Hilton Hotel, Martin was about to go to the room Taylor mentioned when someone knocked on the door.

Bruce went over and looked at the peephole and said, "Taylor Swift."

Martin nodded: "Let her in."

Taylor entered Martin's room carrying his guitar case.

Bruce nodded at her and left on his own initiative.

Taylor locked the door of the room with his backhand and asked, "I'm waiting for you, why don't you come over?"

Martin said: "I just came back and I always have to take a shower and change clothes."

Taylor sat down on the armrest of the sofa, opened the guitar case, took out the acoustic guitar, and said, "Which song do you want to listen to first?"

Martin leaned against a pillar, looked at her carefully, and asked, "How many songs have you written for me?"

"To be exact, there are two songs. One was written recently after the last burst of inspiration in Los Angeles." Taylor's eyes are particularly seductive when moving, and he has obviously been specially designed and trained, as if to say, come here quickly.

She smiled and said: "The other song only has a few syllables. I only wrote simple tones and exclamations. Because I ran out of inspiration, I never wrote the follow-up."

Does Martin think these interjections are serious? It can't be God or something, right?

Taylor looked helpless and helpless: "Lack of creative inspiration is too fatal for a singer-songwriter like me, so I need you to inject inspiration into me to complete the second song."

Martin said: "Sing the first song first. Only when I have a feeling can I help you inject inspiration."

"You want to feel it?" Taylor was surprised at first, then his eyes flickered and he said, "I understand!"

Martin didn't know what she understood.

Taylor stood up, put down her acoustic guitar, took off her coat, and in less than half a minute, she transformed into a newborn baby.

Taylor sat on the sofa opposite Martin, played the acoustic guitar, and said: "You should be with me, dedicated to my Martin."

As she spoke, she folded her legs and sang a typical country-pop song.

"You're on the phone with your girlfriend, and she's upset and hanging on to what you say... She's wearing a skirt and I'm wearing a T-shirt; she's a cheerleader and I'm standing in the bleachers... You You should be with me!”

Just like performing on stage, when Taylor sings, her two long legs frequently separate and change the position of overlapping.

Martin listened to the songs and admired the scenery, and soon got a feel for it.

When Taylor finished singing the song, he asked, "Do I sound like a scumbag?"

Taylor laughed crisply: "Isn't it?"

Martin didn't mean to defend himself at all, saying, "It's a very good song, I feel like it could be on the Billboard."

But Taylor held on to the topic just now: "You don't want to be a scumbag, is there a good way?"

She put down her acoustic guitar, walked over and hung up on Martin's neck: "How about breaking up with Elizabeth Olsen? Be my boyfriend."

Martin separated her hand, took two steps back, and said, "Taylor, we agreed that it would only inspire creative inspiration, nothing else."

After a little probing, Taylor backed off and said, "Help me hype this song up."

"No problem." Martin was very particular about this aspect, and he said the same thing: "This is the song I actively invited you to compose."

Taylor walked to the stereo, found a dance music CD, put it in and turned on the music: "I have been practicing dancing in the past six months to prepare for the concert. See how I dance."

During the dance, Taylor, who was not wearing dance clothes, twisted her body.

Not long after, the music stopped, and Taylor sang a song that was composed of interjections and phrases like God and Fake, but the same few phrases came back and forth, and it was obvious that he was running out of creative inspiration.

Martin's joy in injecting people inspired Taylor's creative inspiration again and again this night, finally allowing her to have new sentences in addition to simple lyrics.

But if you want to really complete the song, it’s impossible to do it in one night or even two nights or three nights.

The next morning, the exhausted Taylor was sent back to her room by Martin to catch up on her sleep. Martin went out early to participate in an NBC program recording with the crew and creative staff to further promote the movie.

John Wick has already premiered, and Rotten Tomatoes was the first to unblock it. The website has collected nearly 80 professional film reviews, with a freshness rating of 89%. For an R-rated action movie, the film reviews are overwhelmingly positive.

Most of the positive reviews focused on Martin's performance and the coherent and brilliant action scenes. The negative reviews were mostly on the drama and themes. For example, the drama was weak and the themes had no depth.

For commercial action movies, no one cares about such negative reviews.

In terms of IMDB, because of Martin's relationship, the unbanned score is as high as 8.9.

Martin fans, as well as action movie fans, almost blew this movie away.

The average premiere audience score collected by Cinema Score is an A!

Although it is not as good as the Dark Knight, it is still a first-class standard.

Among commercial movies, there are not many that have better reviews than The Dark Knight.

Of course, there are also voices of criticism. For example, the film critic Richard Brody of The New Yorker gave both "John Wick" and Martin a one-star rating out of a total of five stars in his column.

The comments are not polite at all.

"Martin Davis, who just won the Oscar for Best Supporting Actor, is really disappointing. The new film has no artistic pursuit at all. There is no content except fighting and killing. It is empty and gray. His stardom is just that."

But correspondingly, the midnight show of "John Wick" was full!

Chad's first independently directed film was released. Even though he knew it was getting a lot of buzz and the market prospects were promising, he was still nervous and couldn't sit still.

In the dark night, he went to an inconspicuous small theater nearby alone, bought a ticket and entered the theater showing "John Wick" at midnight.

Standing in the back row, Chad looked over and saw that it was densely packed with people.

Full!

Chad was like an ordinary spectator, sitting in the last row and quietly watching the movie with the fans.

Only in this way can he feel at ease.

Word of mouth in reports and on the Internet is not as reliable as seeing it with your own eyes.

The screening hall had been very quiet. By the end of the movie, Chad didn't even see anyone go out to use the bathroom.

No peeing spots!

When Martin exploded a villain's head with a Coke bottle, the theater seemed to have thrown an O'Neal into a calm lake, and the water exploded with a bang.

The audience cheered wildly, and hundreds of people shouted together: "Coke God of War! Coke God of War!"

Similarly, when the film ended, the atmosphere exploded again, and there were constant cheers.

I don’t know where the applause started first, and the whole screening room erupted with applause like a premiere, which lasted for a long time.

At this moment, Chad's mind was blank and he seemed to have no idea what was going on, but he was sure that he and the entire creative team had created something very cool!

The audience loves it, and there’s nothing more important than that.

After the movie ended, Chad sat alone in the corner of the screening room until everyone left, then he got up and slowly walked out.

Taking out the iPhone given by Martin, he excitedly called everyone on the team: "Man, we succeeded in riding the horse!"

Mene, who was practicing verbal persuasion on Celine Dion, received the call and said: "Isn't it normal to succeed with Martin?"

Chad stood on the side of the road, holding on to a light pole, laughing. The pressure was released so happily that he could hardly stand up straight.

He called Martin again, who picked up the phone and asked, "Chad?"

Chad heard the violent breathing and said quickly: "It's okay."

Just after hanging up the phone, Chad found a clown in front of him, wearing a black suit similar to Jonathan's. He thought he was here to ask for an autograph, so he subconsciously took out a pen.

"Don't move!" The clown took his hand out of his pocket and showed a small revolver: "Give me your cell phone."

Chad obediently handed over the phone.

The clown succeeded in the robbery and Huhu ran away.