MTL - Exploiting Hollywood 1980-Chapter 71 A great way to meet new friends

  Chapter 71 A good way to meet new friends

   It's time for the character CoCo to have a one-on-one PK.

   At 3 p.m., Madonna and Irene Cara came to the audition room together. Director Alan Parker has set up the camera.

  Irene Cara is a black girl with a Caribbean flair, wearing a pink blouse with a straight neckline, the neckline is wide open, revealing the shoulder straps and one shoulder. The lower body is a floral skirt. Very typical Caribbean style.

   She came with her agent, and a make-up make-up to follow.

   Madonna arrived alone, with short hair and a pair of sunglasses. Denim leggings, large leather boots. Ronald was already waiting for her in advance, "This way."

   Ronald took Madonna to the dressing room, "Can you do your own makeup?"

   "Yes, you don't have to worry. I'm in the band, and I come by myself before I go on stage."

   "Do you remember what I told you before? You are an unscrupulous director who tricked you into making an adult film. The script with lines will be given to you 5 minutes before the interview. You are ranked after Erin."

   "Don't worry, I said I'm very experienced." Madonna replied, "The same is true in the music industry, there are liars everywhere."

   Well, you put on your makeup first, Ronald can't help but worry a little bit about whether she really understands the plot he revealed in advance.

   When it came time to interview Erin Kara, the script given by the director was only two pages, and it was a sad story.

   An unscrupulous director of an adult film finds CoCo, promises her heroine status, and invites her to her home to "audit". At the height of the girl's hope, let her take off her top and take some "audit footage." In order to realize the dream, CoCo cried and did it.

   Of course, when I auditioned, I didn’t really take off the scene, I just took off my jacket and wore underwear inside.

   But it was in the hands of director Alan Parker, who made it a little more difficult. The director let the two casting directors, the producers, and Ronald go in and watch the whole scene. Put maximum psychological pressure on the actors who audition.

   Taking off the pink one-neck T-shirt in front of a strange man and woman, leaving only the underwear, was a big and no small psychological burden on Erin Kara.

  The director took the shot himself and recited the lines behind the camera:

   "You're sitting right here, we're going to give you a beautiful face and take a beautiful close-up."

  Eileen Kara made a happy expression.

   "Not bad", Ronald himself commented on the actor's smile.

   "You don't know, CoCo, you have great chemistry with the camera. Some people are born for the camera, like they can have **** with the camera. Marilyn Monroe is like that, and so are you..." the director read the line.

"Really?" Eileen Cara did a great job, she squeezed out an embarrassed smile, as if she was embarrassed to hear these explicit words, and she was afraid that this was the way an artist would speak, and she would be laughed at if she protested. .

   "Take off your shirt."

   "What? Are you kidding me?" Erin Cara performed that shock.

   "Of course not, what's wrong with you, like a stupid art high school student, I thought you were a professional. Is there any problem?" The director continued to read the lines.

  Eileen Cara started to unbutton the button. CoCo, the character in the play, thought it was a normal procedure for audition. She wanted to take it off and cried, "I can't do it... ah..."

   CoCo, the character in the play, finally took off.

   The audience at the audition site, especially the producer and Ronald, the two men onlookers, put pressure on the actor Erin Carla to let her take the role of the mood, and acted very well.

  Irene bravely faced her heart, took off her T-shirt in order to succeed in the audition, folded her arms around her chest, and cried out in the eyes of everyone.

   "Bravo!" The director applauded, expressing his satisfaction with the audition.

"How is it? My Irene girl, she is the best, she is the pride of our Latinos." Producer Da Silva let out a long sigh of relief, hugging the dressed Irene to announce to everyone, The Caribbean Latino will have another triathlon star who will perform, sing and dance.

   "Madonna Ciccone." Ronald called out.

   "You don't have to be nervous, just perform as you really are. Didn't you say that similar situations often occur in the music industry? Just perform according to life experience. I believe in you, you are the best!" Ronald encouraged a few words.

   Madonna nodded, sat generously on the audition stool, picked up the script and started reading.

   "You're sitting here, we're going to give you a beautiful face and take a beautiful close-up." The director started the audition five minutes later, and he still faced the actors in person.

   Madonna hurriedly changed her pose and presented the most beautiful left half of her face to the camera at a 45-degree angle.

  Ronald thought, "That's a good response. Pretty girls are easy to deceive."

   "You don't know, CoCo, you have great chemistry with the camera. Some people are born with the camera, like they can have **** with the camera. Marilyn Monroe is like that, so do you..."

   "Really?" Madonna smiled brightly, her chin lifted slightly, imitating a classic Marilyn Monroe pose. It can be seen that she has deliberately learned to imitate Monroe.

   Surprisingly good. Unexpectedly, Madonna looks like Monroe from certain angles, and the audience of the movie will definitely like it. The director seems to be smiling, and opportunity is beckoning.

   "Take off your shirt."

   "What? You're joking, cowboy, aren't you?" Madonna's expression wasn't shy or embarrassed, it was just… flirtatious.

   "Of course not, what's wrong with you, like a stupid art high school student, I thought you were a professional. Is there any problem?" The director pouted and continued to finish his lines.

   Madonna's white T-shirt had no buttons, she simply took off the T-shirt, "I can do it... ah no, I can't..."

   Ronald covered his face.

   "Why did you act like that in the end? That's not shyness, that's flirting." In the discussion afterward, Madonna was not unexpectedly eliminated. That kind of bold style may be suitable for acting as a **** star. Ronald drove her home.

   "Didn't you ask me to act according to my life experience?"

   "Oh my God, you have to read the script. You started out pretty good, but ended up flirting with the director. In the script, CoCo is a high school student who hasn't graduated yet."

   "I was like this when I was in high school. I deliberately did somersaults in the hallway wearing a cheerleading miniskirt. At this time, boys would secretly look at my skirt, hahaha."

   "God, did you know that you were eliminated? I gave you the whole problem for nothing." Ronald couldn't stand her heartlessness.

  "Of course", Madonna stopped smiling, her expression became serious, "I'm used to it, I always get rejected when I audition. I prefer acting than singing. But they all think that I'm more talented in singing."

"But I'm 21 years old this year, and if I don't start, I have little hope of releasing an album in the future. In the music business, good singles have been taken away, and I didn't want to give up and go back to my home town in Michigan, so I No chance will be missed.”

   "There are still some resident actors in this play. If you want, you can play the roles in the chorus."

   "The 'AchorusLine' kind? I want to play the lead role."

   is another girl with strong ambition. "Song and Dance Online" is a Broadway musical about the sad life of a choir girl with a human background. It seems that she doesn't want to play such a role.

   "Am I really bad at acting?" Madonna was silent for a while, then suddenly asked Ronald.

"Why do you ask?"

"When I came to New York last year, I was on $35, working as a clerk at a doughnut shop and taking performance classes with the money I saved up as a backup dancer for a famous dancer. But when I auditioned, I was always told no. You were the first One said I was ok with auditions." Madonna looked at Ronald's gaze in the rearview mirror.

"I didn't lie to you, your acting at the beginning was different from Erin Kara, but that doesn't mean you were worse than her. The naive girl she looks forward to in the future is a way of acting, and you want to be in acting. The material girl in the circle is also a kind of acting."

   "But then", Ronald shook his head, "Your performance and lines are out of touch, so it's not surprising that you didn't get selected."

   "Why? Am I bad at acting? When I imitated Monroe, the director just stared at me."

   "It's good, but it's not CoCo, it's yourself. Maybe you can't play someone else, Madonna. You can only play roles similar to yourself. Like a showgirl, or a **** star."

"It's really hard to play the lead role, and it's hard to get into the film industry. Maybe you've got a head start in music before someone comes to ask you to play the lead role. It's like Olivia Newton-John, the heroine of 'Grease'. , her songs hit the charts first, and then the movie invited her."

   Ronald said his opinion, and soon sent Madonna to her humble apartment in the East Village.

   "Keep working hard and you will surely succeed."

   Madonna got out of the car and looked back at Ronald "Come in for a cup of coffee?"

   "This..." Ronald hesitated.

   "You know, I've never had friends, like you, to be honest, they all say I'm good at acting, but they just want to have **** with me." Madonna's big eyes looked at Ronald.

   "Okay, I hope you still have something to eat."

   Entered through the dim, narrow porch, and with a snap, Madonna turned on the light.

   "Sorry, I only have some donuts, and the clerk can take home a few expired ones for free every day."

   "It's okay, I still want some hot coffee."

   A fiery kiss came up, Madonna looked up at Ronald.

   "Hey, you don't actually have to. I didn't let you get the role, so..." Ronald said.

   Madonna put her hand around Ronald's neck, "Isn't it bad that you helped me and I repay you? Did you not like me? Or did you not like women?"

   "No, I just hope you don't feel unfair."

  The girl looked up at him, then reached down, "But your body is saying another answer."

   Ronald hugged the girl in his arms and pressed her against the wall.

   "Boom, boom, boom..."

   The Italian next door started knocking on the wooden wall in the middle of the apartment, and started swearing in the street with a strong Italian accent.

   "Fanculo! You've been pounding the wall for half an hour, Puttana. Make you man hurry. Otherwise my wall will break."

  The early morning sun shines on the window of the Alphabet City apartment in the East Village, and the sun shines in through the gap in the curtains and shines on the head of the bed.

   "Honey, I have to go?" Ronald, who had already finished bathing and grooming, stood by the bed refreshed and said, looking at the sleepy-eyed girl.

   "Goodbye." Madonna turned her head away from the sun.

   Just as Ronald opened the door, Madonna's voice came: "I was told that in New York, having **** is a good way to meet new people. You are the best friend I know."

  Ronald started the car, pressed the button to lower the windows, and let the sun and breeze in.

   "Is this all about taking what you need? Have you matured like Margaery said?"

   A gas pedal opened the apartment complex.

   An Italian man was on the side of the road, with five fingers up together, gesturing at him continuously: "One day, one day, I will let the blond Puttana next door pay for the wall.

   (end of this chapter)