The Greatest Showman

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"So what?"

In the midst of the hustle and bustle of clouds and shadows, Edith was holding a champagne glass, leaning on the door panel with half of her shoulders lazily, hiding her figure in the interlaced position of light and shadow, with a looming look with A trace of irritability and burnout, the stubbornness and unruly in his eyes are critically looking at the people coming and going at the banquet scene, quietly appreciating the struggles of all living beings with the attitude of an indifferent bystander.

Standing in the shadow next to him was Renly, who carefully concealed his figure. In the focus of the audience, he quietly took a break to breathe some fresh air. Los Angeles was covered by night, and the stars were dotted with thousands of stars. There is a serenity and serenity away from the hustle and bustle of the house lights.

The "so" was actually Edith asking Renly how he felt tonight.

Renly didn't answer immediately, holding the whisky glass in his hand, turning it gently, as if he was looking at the audience through the amber light, the refraction of the light made those images distorted and weird, as if seen through a fun-hook mirror In general, there is a wonderfully absurd humor.

"I'm now hoping that I won't win tonight." Renly gave an unexpected answer, with a hint of self-deprecation in his calm voice.

But Edith was not surprised at all, instead she pursed the corners of her mouth slightly, with a hint of playfulness in her eyes, "Sometimes, I also think about whether things would be different if I didn't go to the front line."

A small chuckle came from Renly's throat, "So, what's your answer?"

"Maybe." Edith raised her champagne glass and took a sip. "Like an ostrich."

When ostriches are in danger, they will bury their heads in the sand, blind their eyes, and pretend that the danger does not exist; but everyone knows that the danger has not disappeared, not only did not disappear, but also may have devastating results.

That's what Edith meant.

She could escape to the front and pretend it never happened, and she could still enjoy her life at ease, but those problems wouldn't go away and could be the beginning of destroying the lives they've held on to protect. Therefore, she has no regrets, and she still insists on her beliefs.

Renly, too.

"Are you making fun of me for pretending to be an ostrich?" Renly chuckled lightly, Edith was noncommittal, but she gave Renly a look that couldn't have been more obvious, Renly pursed the corners of his mouth, expressing his acknowledgment. "Honestly, I'm a selfish guy, I just want to be an actor, pure actor. I don't want to be a savior, and I don't want to change history. Those things, while great, take too much."

"Your subtext is, this is your destiny? So, you became the one who pulled out the sword in the stone?" Edith rolled her eyes.

Renly couldn't help laughing happily, "I wish I didn't, too."

Edith thought for a while, but after all, she did not continue to complain, "We hope for a lot of things, but there is no way to achieve all of them in reality. At least, you have achieved a large part of it, so you should stop complaining, be good Take up this responsibility that belongs to you."

"...It's not like Edith Hall at all, where did that rebellious girl I know go." Renly quipped.

"In your heart." Edith responded with a head-on, causing both siblings to laugh.

After the awards ceremony, both Renly and Edith clearly knew that the "Boom Drummer" reached the top, which means that the responsibility of Sisyphus Pictures has become heavier, and it also means that Renly was in Sundance last year. The concept of the Sri Lanka Film Festival has initially appeared. The spring of independent films seems to have finally kicked off. The blueprint background of the Don Quixote Channel has been successfully established, and the plan can be slowly started.

Next, Sisyphus Films needs to fully expand in the Hollywood industry in the name of Renly, mobilize as many independent film forces as possible to join them, and accumulate enough power to promote the earth-shaking changes in the industry.

What they expect is not to change the rules of the industry through streaming, but to open up the situation for art films through streaming.

So Sisyphus needs to make other Hollywood practitioners understand that the Don Quixote Channel is not an enemy, but an alternative.

As the initiator of the whole plan, Renly personally drove the whole development of the whole event, and now, he too must shoulder such a large and heavy responsibility, which is the reason for the above-mentioned conversation between Renly and Edith.

It's just that Renly didn't expect that "The Burst Drummer" would be able to reach the top so quickly, and the opportunity for independent films to open up the situation came so quickly, the sudden increase of pressure directly pushed Renly to the top of the storm. It seems that everything is starting to speed up.

This pressure is reflected in the excitement of Oscar night. Renly, who was the focus of the audience, didn't even have room to breathe. After nearly an hour of continuous work, it was only through Edie. With the help of Si and Rooney, they temporarily escaped the predicament.

Now, Edith and Renly were chatting, and Rooney was helping to cover, but countless eyes looking for Renly's figure could still be seen on the scene.

"If you could do it all over again, would you still be willing to launch Sisyphus Pictures?

' Edith asked curiously.

As if she could detect Renly's complaining eyes, Edith added quickly, "Please don't ask me the same question. I'm still confused, and I can't answer."

A smile overflowed from the corner of Renly's mouth, "Please don't rush to answer." Then he managed to win Edith's glance, Renly didn't give an answer immediately, but thought about it for a moment, "The answer is yes. Yes." But then he added, "I guess." Expressing his uncertainty.

In fact, Renly can continue to hold on to his dream of being an actor, hold on to a small world without worry or concern, and he can have a perfect career, just like Daniel Day-Lewis, to be a pure actor, and then performed until retirement.

But when he thinks about it carefully, Renly understands that he can have today's achievements, and he cannot be separated from the Don Quixotes. They tirelessly supported his dream and marched forward side by side. That strength and enthusiasm, Words alone cannot express it, he needs to act on his own.

Don Quixote in the novel, Sisyphus in the mythology, their endings are all tragic:

After Don Quixote's dream bubble was mercilessly burst, he died of remorse and loneliness at home. On his deathbed, he had doubts about his own life; Sisyphus was trapped forever in an unsolvable loop. Among them, there is no escape or give up, until the day of exhaustion and death.

Would Renly follow in the footsteps of Don Quixote and Sisyphus without the support of those dreamers? After all, at the very beginning of the story, he was just a stupid dreamer.

However, Renly succeeded in breaking the fateful tragedy, and truly let Don Quixote's obsession shine through, and his dream came true. How could he abandon other dreamers?

As I said in my acceptance speech tonight, please don't give up on your dreams.

After getting Renly's answer, Edith's eyes fell on the champagne glass, watching the bubbles flowing like pearls under the light, the shackles on her shoulders seemed to loosen a little, and they wandered a little. The restlessness gradually subsided.

At the Oscars tonight, Edith has the same responsibilities, and like Renly, she needs to brace herself and continue on the path she has chosen.

"Now, it's my turn to play. I'm going to save poor Rooney, I think she's going to be overwhelmed." Edith straightened her body again, the cynicism in her eyes subsided, straightened her waist and opened her chest , once again glowing with the demeanor of hereditary aristocracy.

Facing Edith's ridicule, Renly jokingly returned, "So what about Chris? I think he's very, very lonely tonight."

"Two times in a row? My dear Renly, I think you're still a little nervous, and your words are not as sharp as usual." Edith glanced at Renly, and then, without waiting for Renly to counterattack, she slipped away. Run away quickly, take it as soon as you see it, and enjoy your little achievements tonight.

Watching Edith leave, Rooney walked around the banquet hall for half a circle, passed by where Renly was inadvertently, and cast a questioning look at Renly from the corner of her eye, as if to say: okay?

Renly blinked narrowly, and said in his mouth, "Ten minutes." Meaning, I still need ten minutes to adjust.

Rooney pursed her lips, made a small grimace, and shook her head gently: Ten minutes? That's too long, it's probably difficult.

After a brief glance, Rooney turned and walked away, but Renly's mood was visibly relieved.

Renly also knew that ten minutes was too extravagant, so he adjusted for a moment, then left the shadows and joined the tumult of Oscar night again.

It was a busy night. Words simply cannot describe them. Those short and hurried meetings took place in the corner of the Sunset Tower Hotel, but every conversation contained a lot of information, even the eyes crossed. To the tension and excitement that surging under the dark tide.

Not to mention the reporters, even the guests at the scene, in a short period of time, they can't figure out the context.

Maybe only after the Oscar night is over, and then calm down and think about it carefully, and slowly savor it, we can piece together the blueprint of the whole thing—but it is also possible that we can’t figure it out all the time, and we can only become a part of the torrent of the times. To be pushed forward, to go with the flow with the whole of Hollywood.

The only certainty was that Renly was at the center of the storm.

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