CHAPTER 70 – HOW FAR CAN YOUR SPIT FLY ?
Posted on April 7, 2017 by Elawn
Kapoor had timed everything accurately, and they arrived at the Beverly Hilton at 4:20pm. The ceremony wouldn't start until 5pm.
The waiting area was packed with small groups chatting. With a casual glance, Eric spotted Tom Hanks, Tom Cruise, and Sigourney Weaver. These giants from his past had seemed so out of reach back then.
After his last six months in Hollywood, there were very few people who didn't know Eric, so whether they had met before or not, once they spotted him, they would nod in a friendly way.
He walked through the huddle of guests and arrived at the Home Alone's crew area. Maybe it was arranged by the organizers, the 17 Again crew was right next to them.
Eric first went towards them and greeted Penny Marshall, Susan Sarandon and the rest. Drew took the initiative to release Eric's arm and stay with the 17 Again crew.
Compared to the other areas, Home Alone's seemed deserted. Jeffrey was still in New York, while the two actors who played the robbers were busy shooting another movie.
Matthew Perry had been the first the be signed, snatched away by the WMA. However, unlike some others, he was courteous enough to show up at the get-together Eric had organized during the Christmas season, and had expressed his willingness to work with the young director again.
In comparison, the Runkle couple's attitude had been a disappointment.
"Charlie, Mary, good afternoon." Turning towards the Home Alone crew, Eric smiled and shook hands with the two of them. The couple's faces were glowing, the media had always focused on their son, it was the first time they had attended this kind of event.
"Hello, Eric." The couple smiled and returned the handshake, but anyone could see they were straining themselves. They had changed.
Eric didn't mind, he squatted next to them and was about to cheerfully greet Stuart when a voice abruptly interrupted: "Mr. Williams, we meet again."
Eric hadn't noticed that there was someone else standing next to the couple. The last time he had seen the middle-aged man was when the latter was storming out of a conference room: CAA agent, Horner Willie.
The CAA operated in a certain way, and if that man was here, it was obviously because he had been one of the agents assigned to Stu. However.... Eric knitted his brows, he still remembered how the guy had acted during their last meeting. There could be only one reason why he had chosen to come instead of someone else: intimidation.
Eric coldly glanced at the man's outstretched hand, and blankly said: "Hello Mr. Willie, it's nice to see you."
Although he said so, his tone was completely detached. Horner, however, seemed pleased with himself. He smiled, and took his hand back, not appearing strained at all.
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General FictionAn advertising director is reborn in 1988 Hollywood as an eighteen-year-old blond-haired westerner named Eric Williams. From then on, he starts writing movie scripts and television songs, becomes skilled in directing every kind of film, wins over al...