Lance got out of the car and walked forward quickly.

Having not returned to New York for many years, he had almost forgotten how bad the traffic was. The bumpy road on Ninth Avenue finally attracted the attention of the city. The construction team arrived and started to pour asphalt and cement again, causing traffic on several roads around to become more congested. The car was stuck in the middle of the road and could not move forward and could not retreat. It really made people unable to scold them. This once again reminded Lance of why he was more inclined to the subway in his previous life.

This morning, Gao Wen's basic blow training entered the second stage of the recovery period and gradually increased the amount. If Gao Wen wants to return to the arena, he has to wait for a month to undergo the league's concussion test. Only after passing the test can he be qualified to return to the team for regular training. As for the specific time to play, it is up to the Green Bay Packers to decide. It is precisely because of this that Lance has been with Gao Wen in the morning for recovery training. After coming out, he realized that he underestimated the power of traffic paralysis in New York.

After looking at the watch, he was fifteen minutes later than the scheduled time. Although fifteen minutes are almost negligible with New York traffic, it seems very bad considering the importance of today's meeting.

More than a dozen steps away from the agreed coffee house, Lance saw George Miller at a glance.

A gray-white, black-brown instant noodles hair looks a little messy; a pair of black round-framed Harry Potter's glasses make his wrinkled face more friendly; wearing a loose black gown, even so, it still covers his unclogged body, just like an old man who came out for a walk in the morning during the old days of the sea. At this time, George put his hands behind him, carefully looking at the statue of the Virgin Mary at the entrance of the coffee house, as if he was looking at the artworks displayed in the Louvre.

Lance took a lighter pace, walked to George, and then bent down and looked at the statue of the Virgin. In fact, this statue has no special origin, nor is it a work of art, it is just a very ordinary statue, but time is the greatest artist in nature, and it can always create unique works. "New York is really a city full of disasters, isn't it? Every difficulty in rainstorms, hurricanes, and snowstorms can find traces in her."

George did not turn his head, his eyes remained on the statue, "This kind of artwork can't be seen in Los Angeles." The casual and relaxed tone was like two strangers meeting accidentally and then chatting casually.

"I don't think." Lance shook, "New York lacks sunshine, and the sunshine here is not hot or strong. Therefore, the color always seems dull. But in Los Angeles, the dryness and drought of the desert can always leave traces on the artwork."

"So we can't tell where it's better to preserve art, Los Angeles or New York." George stood up slowly, with an affable smile on his face.

"Personally, I think it's New York, because there are more people here who know how to appreciate it." Lance also stood up slowly and turned to face George. "However, it must be admitted that some artworks appear under the nurturing of business, while some artworks are destined to be unrecognizable to the public. Therefore, it mainly depends on the original intention of the art creator."

"I always thought that the original intention of artistic creators was the same, expressing their thoughts." George had those Harry Potter glasses on his face and a light smile on his lips. The atmosphere of conversation easily became relaxed.

"Ha, it would be lucky if art could be so simple." Lance shrugged, "The artists who are poor and even starved to death on the streets will probably crawl out of their graves."

"Haha." George laughed heartily, then stretched out his right hand and signaled, "I want to take a walk, are you willing to accompany you? I think we may have some common topics."

"Oh, I thought you were ready to leave just now, after all, my lateness seemed unforgivable." Lans looked at George calmly, and apologized politely, but without bowing down.

"Then you must have never visited my hometown, Queensland, Australia." George's response made Lance not hold back, and burst out laughing. George did not invite him again, but took straight steps, leading Luce in front without hesitation, and followed. They originally planned to sit down and talk slowly in the coffee house, but since George was planning to take a walk, Lance had no objection.

"I heard that you admire me very much, so I went through various relationships and expressed my wish to visit me in person?" George's opening words made Lance stunned, especially George's serious expression, which made Lance's mouth slightly raise, "Oh, no, a misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding. Strictly speaking, I have never read your works except 'Pig Baby'."

George covered his chest with his hands, showed a disappointed expression, and looked at Lance with resentment, "That work was not even directed by me." George was the producer and screenwriter in the work "Baby Pig".

"That's how the misunderstanding comes from." Lance shrugged helplessly after getting a cheaper shot, "But I heard that you are trying to restart the 'Mad Max' series, and I think this is a great idea. Maybe we can create a desolate end of the world that has been trapped in a barren way because of the nuclear war, so that the younger generation can see what the real end of the world is."

"The younger generation", George glanced at Lance meaningfully. George is sixty years old this year. It is appropriate for him to say this sentence, but Lance is only in his early thirties. This sentence seems old-fashioned. "I do have such an idea, but obviously things are not that simple. I hope to show the grandeur and magnificence of the apocalypse, not a children's drama that plays house like the day after tomorrow." George also mocked Lance without hesitation, which was considered a direct response to Lance's just now. "But it is really cruel, bloody, violent, and most importantly, primitive. I think that everything in the apocalypse will return to the original stage, and even basic survival may become a problem."

But this idea is hard to survive in front of the six major companies because they need computer visual effects. In the absence of direct impact of the sense of picture, George wanted to convince the six major film companies that the pictures he conceived were far more magnificent than computer special effects, which is almost impossible. People are inertia, and Hollywood has become accustomed to the shock brought by computer special effects. How could it be possible to return to primitive society?

"I think this is a wonderful idea." Lance's response made George's gaze pause for a moment. Although his expression had not changed, his gaze seemed meaningful. "I think this story can fully show the struggle and the fruits of human nature in the apocalypse. You know, it's like in primitive society, you may be able to kill people just for an apple. In the context of the apocalypse, there is no moral constraint. Survival is the first element, and all cruelty and madness are reasonable. This is the real blood."

George stopped, and Lance took two more steps forward, then realized that he was ahead of time. He turned to face George's curious gaze. Lance raised his eyebrows and expressed his thoughts with a puzzled gaze. George stepped forward again, "If there is no moral constraint, then this means a mess. It is almost impossible to make a movie."

"Why not?" Lance's instead made George stunned, and then burst into laughter. "The biggest difference between the end of time and primitive society is that humans in the end of time have been baptized by civilization, and they have understood the operation of society and the structure of the government. Therefore, in the end of time, there will be no blind killing like primitive society. On the contrary, people will reuse their abilities to control resources. When resources are controlled in the hands of someone, hegemony will be formed. Regressing from modern society to primitive society is like the pharaohs of ancient Egypt."

George's eyes lit up. This was the first time someone could really understand his conception. "Mad Max 4" was not a remake of the previous series, but a new storyline was reopened, and the whole story was upgraded. "So, you mean, some evil man, controlled the water source and made the water source idle, **other survivors, formed a type of survivor village, and then established their own rule."

"Then, our protagonist is the hero who breaks this dominant rule." This is the model of Hollywood genre films. Just when it is put into the background of the apocalypse, the whole story begins to change. As long as it is carefully set, the movie will break away from the constraints of the genre films and truly build it into an anti-hero anti-genre film. "I think there can be two types of heroes, one is a slave, just like the 'gladiator'. This may be our male protagonist, but he is not Maximus, he is a shameless person for survival, and even without any means." This is in line with the setting of the apocalypse. In the context of the apocalypse, those who want to become heroes are often the first to be killed.

"What about another kind?" George felt that things were getting more and more interesting. He was almost twice as old as Lance, but there was no obstacle in the communication between the two people's thoughts, and he could even feel the resonance between the two people.

"The other kind is women. In the end times, women have almost become a forbidden/tradition for men because of their weakness in the contrast of innate power. Men try to reawaken the beauty of patriarchal supremacy, so that women become their captives, and their status is even lower than slaves." Lance's emotions also became cheerful, and communication with people with common thoughts was not only simple, but also rich. Every conversation was so pleasant and brisk. "But this is not a primitive society. Women have long been awakened, so this woman started a fight for her own destiny and for the fate of other women."
Chapter completed!