Chapter 196: Stop at Nothing, By Any Means (2)
TL: emptycube / ED: Isleidir
“…! Please look over here!”
The sound of camera shutters pounded against my ears.
The static was worse than normal, but I knew exactly where I was. Because the familiar short film photo wall was right in front of me, the photographers in front of the wall, and movie industry people walking around. I had just seen this same scene.
“Isn’t that Team Leader Jung Sunwoo?”
My gaze turned regardless of my will. The person who recognized me was familiar. He was the large investment/distribution agency general manager I had met in this exact spot around thirty minutes ago.
What was going on?
Was I looking at the past and not the future?
Still in a state of confusion, my body bowed courteously.
“Team Leader Jung, why are you here? Are you here to check on rookies?”
“There’s that, and I thought I could discuss our actors’ next projects with directors.”
“Ah… Really?”
So this wasn’t the past.
The same short film festival closing ceremony. At the same location. But it was a few years in the future?
“Director Joo, you know Team Leader Jung Sunwoo, right?”
“I do. This feels different. We had met in this exact place a year ago.”
The man next to the general manager spoke.
“It was the first time I received an award after entering my short film. I was so discouraged that I couldn’t even meet your gaze.”
His hair was styled, and his face had makeup on. He wore a nice suit. If I didn’t hear that he was a director, I would have thought he was a celebrity considering how much attention he spent on his appearance.
Director Joo. Who was he?
I flipped through my memories until I finally recalled who he was. He was the face I had just seen. The unknown director I had been introduced to by the production employee. The one who entered the competition. Just looking at his appearance, he looked like a completely different person.
The fact that he saw me a year ago… Does this mean this is a year from the present?
“Was there something like that? You can look at him in his eyes all you want now. You’re not the same Director Joo as before. No need to be discouraged.
The general manager encouraged the young director.
“You made a box office hit with your debut movie, a non-mainstream with a noir feel, and won rookie director and screenplay awards. You even attended Cannes. People are remarking how your next project is the most anticipated right now.”
My ears perked.
“I had spent five years working on just the scenario for this project, so my next will be a problem.”
“A project that is bound to fail will fail even if you work on it for five, even ten years. A film like this was born because you put your life on the line.”
My heart had started to race the moment this vision began, but it felt like my clogged vessels had busted open and fresh blood was flowing through my veins.
If he attended Cannes, then it meant his film was good regardless of the actors or distribution agency. I should have a proper conversation with him once this vision was over.
A project he had been working on for five years. On top of that, if the movie released within a year from the present, then at the latest, he would probably start filming within the next couple months. His scenario was likely complete by now.
My body shuddered because of how much I wanted to read it.
What kind of film would it be? Just as I wished I could at least hear what it was called.
“Director Joo! City Jungle was a lot of fun. It was too polished for your first project?”
The answer just rolled in. People from production companies came over and began chatting.
Why was I getting information so easily this time?
It made me wonder if I was daydreaming instead of seeing the future.
Just then, my vision flipped. So it wasn’t a daydream. It was my first time being relieved by getting kicked out of a vision. I blinked to adjust to my suddenly changed vision, but my vision was still filled with static.
What was this?
I was in a different place now. I heard the sound of meat sizzling and clinking glasses. Was I in a restaurant? A banquet hall? Anyways, this wasn’t the present. It was another vision of the future. While surprised, my feet were moving. It seemed I had quite a bit to drink as my body staggered.