Chapter 1312: Chapter 1312: Filming Process
Such scenes are all too common within the circle.
For those rich second-generation who grew in the lap of wealth and power, moral and legal constraints are there to be broken.
Seeking thrills is their unchanging life principle.
In the past, Jimmy Simmons played even wilder than them, having nearly lost his life on several occasions.
But now he just sat to one side, looking detached, as if watching a performance, with dark eyes so inscrutable it was chilling.
It felt eerie and strange.
"Get me Hannah Winter’s schedule for the past few days."
Jimmy Simmons suddenly spoke up, the words directed at the man from before.
For a star of Hannah’s calibre, her schedule was mostly confidential, and getting a hold of it was nearly impossible.
Especially since Hannah’s studio was known for being tight-lipped.
However, the man’s family business was in the entertainment industry, and with the connections and channels accumulated over ten or twenty years, obtaining a schedule was still doable.
It would just be somewhat troublesome.
The man added, "Mr. Simmons, what do you want with Hannah Winter’s schedule?"
"What do I want it for?" Jimmy Simmons laughed, "Of course, it’s for..."
He stopped just as he reached the crucial point, his eyes revealing a fierce glint through the swirling smoke.
Why should Arnold Simmons be so lucky, with money, power, and people all at his disposal?
In this world, there are no such perfect things.
*
The Last Farewell’s production progressed very slowly.
Jack Stewart always had a perfectionist streak, but this time he was even more stringent than before.
The actor chosen for the second male lead was John Lynch, the poor soul Hannah had casually saved before.
After several films, John Lynch had shed the awkwardness from his acting.
He had always been diligent, even seeking guidance from numerous experienced teachers and actors in private, truly a hardworking and earnest contender.
Although his performance was still somewhat green, that rawness was like an uncarved gemstone. It didn’t stand out much, but within this film, it didn’t feel out of place.
Only, Jack Stewart’s requirements were exceptionally high.
Even by evening, he still hadn’t called a wrap on the first scene of the day.
The film’s lead actor was Leo Carlson, a veteran actor of great calibre who had shot to fame thirty years ago.
Thirty years later, he exuded a scholarly charm through the passage of time; just standing in front of the camera, a gaze, a silhouette was enough to convey a strong sense of story.
He was truly an actor among actors.
His role in the movie was the uncle to Hannah’s character, his niece.
Their scenes together were very natural.
Today’s shooting focused mainly on John Lynch’s character, the second male lead.
After the seventy-ninth take, John Lynch climbed up from the ground, glanced subconsciously at Hannah’s direction, then continued to try his best to complete the next shot.
But some things can’t be achieved merely through hard work.
Jack Stewart was becoming a bit irritable, and Hannah handed him a bottle of water.
He had just opened it when Hannah took it back again.
She smiled, "I just wanted you to open it for me."
Jack Stewart couldn’t help but laugh, "Are you trying to speak up for John Lynch?"
"Not at all." Hannah was just teasing Jack Stewart; without taking a sip, she handed the water back to him, "I’m not planning to favor him. He genuinely fits the role."
But the greenness of his acting was also true.
Good actors immerse themselves more quickly. As for someone like John Lynch, he still needed some time to adjust.
Since he was an artist she had signed, Hannah also apologized to Leo Carlson.
