HWI 3

Hollywood What If Chapter 3

Hollywood What If Chapter 3

Hollywood What If Chapter 3Hollywood What If Chapter 3

Right before Kazir entered the building, he saw someone he knew. 

"Arnold Kopelson and Robert Shaye..."

He muttered. He only knew that Arnold Kopelson was a producer but Robert Shaye was different. Robert Shaye was the founder of New Line Cinema and created many box office movies. The main brain of the production company. 

Kazir's attitude turned serious and he approached the two with a smile. 

"Good morning Mister Kopelson, Mister Shaye. I'm Kazir Grey."

"I'm sorry, but who are you? Have we met before?"

Since someone called him, Robert was not arrogant to brush off him. He stared at Kazir, perhaps he met the man at some party or something. 

Kazir's demeanor was full of confidence and his appearance was quite handsome. 

Even Arnold Kopelson thought that Kazir was extraordinary. 

"No, sir. We haven't met before."

"Is that so?"

"I'm a director and I want to show you my script."

Hearing that Kazir one of those unknown directors that were trying to sell their script, Robert Shaye immediately lost his interest. He met many people like Kazir.

"About that, you can pass it to Kopelson and the company will check it. We will call you if we're interested."

He muttered fast and walked passed Kazir. There were thousands of directors in Hollywood and most of them made low-cost movies. Robert didn't have the time to entertain a nobody.

"Thank you, Kazir."

Kopelson said uncaringly after he received the script and followed Robert Shaye. 

"Then..."

Kazir tried to talk and convince them but he realized that the two were too busy. They entered the car and left just like that. 

"..."

He was left alone, standing in front of the building. He gritted his teeth and thought of his next plan. 

"If this didn't work, then I have to use Plan B."

Kazir had printed dozens of copies of scripts to send to the production companies. Aside from the Big Six, he sent his script to other companies too such as Miramax and MGM. 

'MGM was actually part of the Big Five, back then but lost its standing after being acquired by Casino Tycoon.'

Anyway, it was all part of the past and only the Big Six occupied the biggest authority in Hollywood. They could end someone's career once they teamed up. A terrifying existence.

Kazir spent his whole week contacting these companies, even the second-line studios, hoping that someone would take interest in his script. Unfortunately, no one listened seriously to him. 

'I spent 2 thousand dollars this week.'

Still, he was too old to be depressed. In his opinion, he felt that his situation was nothing but a game that he had to overcome. After all, he won't reach his dreams unless he didn't work hard. 

'I want to famous director, a superstar director.'

Only a few people could be qualified as superstar directors. They were Steven Spielberg, George Lucas, Michael Bay, and James Cameron. 

'Ah, I just remember, James Cameron is still not a superstar right now. Not until he destroyed a luxurious ship to the sea. So does Michael Bay.'

Having a few copies of scripts in his suitcase, Kazir found the post office. He wrote the address of a certain director. 

'It said that this script was discovered by this director after it was sent to him by mistake... I know, it was nothing but a way of promoting the movies. That probably never happened, perhaps the original writer contacted the director and begged him. However, I will make it a reality. This script will be mistakenly sent to his address... Now, let's hope that he would contact me.'

Kazir might be a 26-year-old but the experience he accumulated was enough to adjust his mentality. He felt excited knowing that he was doing what he loved. 

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"Are you seriously reading his script?"

Robert Shaye found that Arnold Kopelson was reading the script. 

"I don't have anything to do, so I decided to read it."

"What do you think then?" Robert Shaye raised his brow, quite interested. 

There were many talented writers in Hollywood but only a few of them made bucks. Being talented didn't mean success. 

"It's not bad. It's quite dark and bloody, to be honest, but the ending is interesting."

"Will it be profitable if turned into a movie?"

That was the important question. Even if the script looked promising, they have to look at its profitability. They were businessmen after all. 

"There's a possibility, but it needs thorough studies... As for the writer, I think I saw this name before."

Kazir Grey. Arnold was a producer and he watched movies every weekend to broaden his horizons. 

"That's right, it's a director. I watched his movie a few months ago... It was horrible, no wonder it didn't reach the theaters."

"So what do you think?" Robert Shaye asked. 

Arnold thought of it. 

"I advise you not to touch this film, particularly if this Kazir Grey wants to direct it. You will only lose money. Unless..."

"Unless what?" 

"Unless we hired a different director, then this movie might be profitable."

It was obvious that they didn't believe that Kazir would make a great movie. 

He might have experience working in small productions but the script was clearly written that the budget would be 30 million or more. No sane person would let Kazir direct a movie with a big budget like that. 

'Nevermind, this script looks promising but its chances to be a movie are small.'

Arnold shook his head and decided to forget it.