Can comic-adapted movies really succeed? This seems to be a paradox, because the comic-adapted movies in 2006 were defeated. In the past five years, although there have been the glory of "Spider-Man" and "X-Men", it is more of a coincidence that flashes and cannot explain anything at all. However, the comic-adapted movies in 2007 were very popular, first Chaos Pictures, then Warner Bros. and Disney, which is really hard to guess.

Even Lance.

The historical trajectory has changed too much. Some things seem to be the same, while others are completely different. He doesn't know whether the Marvel Universe can still sweep the troops; he doesn't know whether the DC Universe will continue to be slump. More and more things are beginning to become uncertain.

Lance recalled the information he read in the Times, "The Flasher" directed by Frank Miller, "Watchman" directed by Zach Snyder, and "Green Lantern" planned, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I'm not sure. But let's make sure that their works will definitely fail, and will usher in a disintegrating defeat, and make sure they dare not easily access comic-adapted movies."

The understatement was filled with a chilling decisive decisive decisiveness, which made people think of works such as "Troy", "Saharan Cavalry", "Twelve Arhats", and "Superman Return". It seems that every head-on confrontation was made by Lance to the end. Since it is impossible to determine whether the opponent will be established or whether history will repeat itself, then we can rewrite history with our own hands to ensure that the opponent has absolutely no room for a turnaround.

Lance hopes to turn Hollywood into the Hollywood he wants. On this road, Warner Bros. and Disney are all opponents that must be faced. Not only will he not be timid, but he is also very motivated. Everyone thinks that acquiring Marvel Entertainment is already the winner of Chaos Pictures. It seems that they have seen the development framework of Chaos Pictures, but in fact, this is just the tip of the iceberg in Lance's magnificent blueprint. Since Warner Bros. and Disney have decided to join forces, Lance is very happy to accept this challenge, so let the showdown ignite the fire!

"It's a good idea, I like it." Ian sat down on the other side of Lance with a bright smile.

Theo put the newspaper aside and said, "Since that's the case, our strategy needs to be adjusted. Do you think we need to adjust the release schedule of the "Invincible Hulk"? Tell Warner Brothers and the others to use the "Shirt" to collide with us head-on."

Lance shook his head and denied this idea, "The strategy does need to be adjusted, but it is not. On the contrary, we need to make sure that the publicity of the works is huge enough to deeply imprint the reputation of the two works in the hearts of the audience, so that they have completely different understandings of comic adapted movies, and then put more pressure on DC comics."

If "Iron Man" and "Invincible Hulk" are so good that they completely change people's fixed cognition, then other comic films released later will have to face rising expectations. Marvel movies will begin to face aesthetic fatigue after 2014. This is actually the reason. What's more, "Batman Prequel: The Dark Knight" released in 2008 will not be able to help. At that time, the production and shooting of "The Flash" and "Watchman" will be even more difficult - Frank Miller and Zach Snyder are both creators with extremely clear advantages and disadvantages. All Reims needs to do is to infinitely amplify their shortcomings and firmly grasp the initiative.

"What do you mean is we need to build a brand?" Gao Wen interrupted, which caused all three people to look over, with a look of surprise in his eyes. Gao Wen shrugged, "What? You also feel that my IQ is crushing?" The sentence immediately triggered the three people's contempt, "Hey!" Gao Wen protested loudly.

"Indeed, we need to adjust the strategy." Ian ignored Gao Wen and turned to the Theo, "The signature of Chaos Pictures is the top priority." Compared to entanglement with competitors, they are still in a stable foundation and must establish a reputation sign like Pixar. Not only is it limited to Lance, but all works produced by Chaos Pictures will strive for excellence, which will make the audience feel a sense of belonging to Chaos Pictures. This will be crucial for the box office of the movie, for videotape rental, or even for the awards season strategy. "So, our next distribution and production options need to adjust the strategy."

"It seems that Jill Jacob's party is necessary to attend." Theo nodded slightly and his head began to run quickly again. Jill, the chairman of the Cannes Film Festival, came to Corsica for vacation and enjoyed the rare leisure time in early summer.

But Gao Wen remembered another thing, "Aren't Lance sure to go to Venice in September? It just so happened."

Lance chuckled, "If you attend a party, you should focus on relaxation, and you don't need to think about it so much. Since it's vacation, just take a good vacation. Work will never be done." After looking at Theo, then Ian and Gao Wen, his eyes were firm and unrefutable, "Please, didn't we agree? We haven't had a vacation for too long, so this time we came here to relax. If you keep silent and work, it would be better to go back to Malibu."

Whether it is Warner Bros. or Disney, there is no way to decide the game in a short time. Lance will do nothing to win for the final victory, but will not bet on all the way for this goal. Work hard at work and have a good vacation during vacation. This is the biggest change for Lance after the Oscars. He will grasp the third life and wait for the third death to come, so that he will not leave any regrets.

The three relatives in front of him are regrets that he doesn't want to miss.

"I plan to go surfing with Edward in the afternoon. Are you sure you are not going to join? I plan to teach you a good class!" The smile on Lance's face became brighter and brighter, and his azure blue eyes burst into a thrilling light.

Gao Wen couldn't help but think of Lance when he was still in Green Bay again. He was sincere, simple, enthusiastic, and carefree. He thought that the scene that passed away on the Oscar stage was his illusion, but at this moment, he saw it again. Involuntarily, Gao Wen began to move his fists, "Wait, I will definitely crush you." When it comes to sports, Gao Wen is always the one who is the most confident. He also showed off his biceps exaggeratedly like Popeye, "Tell you, your uncle will always be your uncle!"

Ian rolled his eyes, "Idiot, surfing tests balance. Even if you want to show off, show your calves." One sentence made Lance clap and laugh. Ian's eyes fell on Lance. The sunny smile shone under the blue sea and blue sky. The familiar Lance finally came back. His nose couldn't help but feel a little sore. This time, I waited for a long time, for a long time. I gently adjusted my breathing to cover up the warmth of my eyes. "Since you have challenged, how could I not go? I should teach you a lesson, otherwise you will all forget who was the ace pitcher of the baseball team."

"It's only one year." Theo's complaint hit Ian's knee directly. Gao Wen and Lance stood up and slapped to celebrate. Looking at Ian's helpless look, the two of them slapped the high fives and slapped the Hok again, causing Ian to sit next to grit his teeth.

In a daze, Theo recalled that afternoon in San Francisco. They finally ended their wandering life and rented a house in the hippie area halfway up the mountain, and finally settled down temporarily.

Lance, who had just recovered from a serious illness, ran to the small courtyard behind. There were only some weeds in the bare land, full of debris and garbage, and could even smell the stench from the neighbor next door. However, Lance was particularly happy and ran around the backyard non-stop. The cheerful laughter spilled all over the ground under the bloody sunset. He pestered Gao Wen to play baseball throwing and receiving games together. Gao Wen put his beloved football aside and started playing with Lance.

By accident, Lance threw the ball outside the fence wall. Ian stopped Gao Wen, who was about to pick up the ball, quickly chased him out, and apologized to the frightened passers-by on the street. Lance stood there and kept jumping, shouting, "Ian! Ian! Hurry up!" Gao Wen stood beside him and followed him, twisting his butt and singing an untuned song, "Ian Ian is like a snail, baseball is like an airplane..."

Ian turned around and replied with a voice, "Relax, relax!" and then threw the baseball back directly, but the baseball accidentally threw it too big, and threw it directly at Theo. Theo stood up, caught the baseball steadily, and then shouted, "Lance!" and then threw the baseball out.

On that afternoon, they finally had their own life and their own smile. Even though they had nothing, they had at least each other.

"Theo, are you here?" Lance's voice interrupted Theo's thoughts. He turned his head to look at Lance's still clear blue eyes, then nodded, and said with a smile, "No problem."

The sun in Corsica slowly sets westward, and the golden light floats on the blue sea, so dazzling that it makes people unable to see. The noise on the beach gradually fades away, and people start to return to the villa and huts one after another. After the day's laziness and leisure, the rising tide smooths all the traces on the beach, as if the noise during the day is just a dream, and the flawless sand leaves no traces.

Lance carried his shoes, barefoot like a child, carefully printed footprints on the beach, feeling the soft sand rushing mischievously between his toes, the warm sunset fell on his shoulders, lazily stretching the muscles. The breeze blew, and the refreshing sea breath blew in the face, making people unable to help but want to open their arms and embrace this thrilling blue and gold.

He enjoyed such a quiet moment, and there was no unnecessary noise in his ears except the sound of waves. The sedimentation slowed down the pace of time. Those busy work, the noisy reporters, the enthusiastic movie fans, and the complicated calculations were all left behind. He just simply enjoyed such a moment of blankness - a complete blankness, nothing to think about, nothing to think about, just feeling the delicate sand changing various shapes under his feet. How many such times have he missed since his rebirth?

The sound of the rushing wind passed by his ears, his heart hopped slightly, and inexplicably, without any warning, he turned his head and saw Emma not far behind.

Emma held a shoe of her own with her left and right hands, and her white feet carefully tracked Lance's pace. However, because Lance's pace was too big, she had to jump up and step on it deep and shallow, and even because the pace was too big, the center of gravity shook, as if she could fall directly at any time. However, Emma was independent and found the center of gravity again, and actually stopped, and then stepped on a footprint that was raised high, directly in front of her, with a proud expression on her face.

Lance looked at Emma like this. Her steps were obviously unconventional and funny. The smile on her face was filled with satisfaction. She didn't speak or speak, but just followed her steps with concentration, as if she was working on the most important work in the world. Until Lance's slender legs and high-rolled trousers appeared within her sight.

After suddenly raising his head, Emma noticed that Lance did not continue to move forward, but stood there and looked at her with a smile, which made her cheeks flush slightly. Thinking that all her focused appearance had fallen into Lance's sight, she couldn't help but bit her lower lip gently. But shyness did not make Emma lose her sense of measure. She dropped her right foot, side by side with her left foot, then raised her head and looked at Lance, who was still five steps away, and showed a big smile.

Neither of them spoke, the sea breeze whirred, the hair began to become messy, and even the sun became thrilling, as if it was reflected in the depths of his eyes, dancing gracefully. The two of them looked at each other quietly, allowing the quiet comfort to slowly spread. An invisible tacit understanding rubbed in the sea breeze, making their faces blushed, the warm sweat slowly seeped out of their palms, the throbbing rhythm of the heart thrust, the special breath that seemed to be there and there was nothing in the air... Everything was so wonderful, making time colorful.

"Hey, handsome guy." Emma greeted him loudly, "Do you mind sitting next to the beach with me?"

Lance couldn't help but smile, raised his eyebrows, then made a gentleman invitation, and walked towards the beach first. Then, he found a flat piece of land and sat on the ground, placed his shoes in front of him, and pointed to the position beside him, "Lady, please."

Emma also walked over, pulled her white skirt, replied with a lady gift, then placed her shoes neatly next to Lance's shoes, and then sat down next to Lance, "Thank you."

The two of them sat side by side, watching the sunset in front of them slowly silence, and the golden color all over the sky began to burn, as if it had ignited the entire sky into a bright red, and even the sea began to boil. There was no conversation or dialogue in the air, both of them just focused on the beautiful sunset, and the miracle of nature made all language pale and powerless.

Sunrise, sunset, the most magical gift from nature. Only a few people are so lucky to find someone who is willing to slow down and calm down to appreciate the magnificence and magnificence of this gift. From sunrise to sunset, from sunset to sunrise, every time is a brand new beginning.
Chapter completed!