"Hey, you can't encroach on the road. We are old acquaintances, and the queue cannot go to 43rd Street. Keep your queue within the porch of the Ambassador Hotel and turn along the building." A New York police officer walked toward the hotel.
the doorman yelled.
"Sir, we have queued around the hotel twice. If we don't relax for a while, I'm worried something will happen." The concierge in the lobby walked out of the hotel, shook hands with the police officer, and quickly and covertly hid
He handed over the $20 in his hand.
"Okay, I'll call other police officers to help maintain order. But the Knicks game next week?"
"Everything has been arranged, front row seat." said the concierge manager.
The hotel's concierge manager was the hub for all kinds of scarce resources and gossip. He quickly got the police to help maintain order among the auditionees on that damn crew.
"What kind of activities are you doing? Why are there so many people?"
"An audition for a movie crew." The concierge manager maintained a smile, but there was already some resentment in his heart. At that time, the business department manager did not tell him that so many teenagers would come. It seemed that all the handsome boys and beauties from New York high schools were gathered here.
"Call headquarters, call headquarters, this is the police..., near the Ambassador Hotel on 43rd Street, a large crowd gathered for a movie audition event, and more police are needed to maintain order, over." The police officer turned on the radio on the police car and started calling.
support.
The crowd was still gathering in large numbers, and the queue that surrounded the hotel for two times finally reached 43rd Street. The number of people coming to audition continued to increase, eroding the streets layer by layer, and finally at nine o'clock in the morning,
The streets are blocked with water.
"God, look at the situation, there are close to 2,000 people now. Excluding those who accompany the audition, there are almost 1,000 people coming to audition. David, where did you find so many boys and girls to audition?" Director Alan Parker said in
Looking down from the window in the hotel room.
"Way? Where did these auditioners know about us? Was it from newspapers? Or was it news from agents? None? The biggest source is the acting college? Why do they have so many people coming to audition?"
Producer David DaSilva was on the phone with audition director Howard Fehr, who was downstairs at the auditions.
"Let's go down and take a look." Director Parker came up, pressed the phone, and pulled producer Da Silva downstairs.
"Everyone, listen to me. The audition is divided into four departments. Those who play musical instruments and singers go to the hall on the left, and those who dance and perform go to the right. There are dressing rooms there for easy changing of dance costumes. Everyone will be treated equally, and we promise to be treated fairly.
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Ronald stood on a table in the lobby, holding an electric horn and explaining the rules to the auditionees.
"After you enter, there will be professional audition directors to interview you. Just do as they say and show off your talents to the fullest. Anyone who gets a green note, please go up to the second floor from the front to continue the second round of interviews. No
If you get it, please leave through the back door of the hotel."
"Those who participate in interviews for more than two projects can queue up again. Each project can only be interviewed once..."
Producer Da Silva stopped a student-looking auditionee and said, "Hey, how did you know about the auditions here?"
"Have you not received the good news from the art school students? Here you go, call your friends quickly. This is the best news in the New York entertainment industry in the past 10 years." The student who was stopped handed over a piece of letter paper.
"Here is the biggest good news in the New York entertainment industry in the past 10 years! A new film by a director who won an Oscar, 47 signed roles, and 600 extras. If you think you are a talented actor, dancer, singer, or performer, please come
Bring your talents to the Ambassador Hotel, 43rd Street, time..."
"shxt, it was Ronald who did it. How many people did this guy call? Ronald! Ronald!" Producer Da Silva began to yell at people.
"Stop yelling silly here, go and audition singers with Feier's subordinates. Remember not to find actors who are obviously inconsistent with the script."
"But Margery and I... okay, okay." Seeing the producer staring at him again, Ronald raised his hands in surrender and went to the interview room.
"Stop sighing, let's go up to the second floor and wait for the candidates who pass the preliminary audition." Director Parker was very satisfied with everything and pulled the producer upstairs.
"Next!"
After saying hello to Margery, Ronald also entered the singer's interview room.
Today he has a beard and wears a suit and tie. He gives the impression that he is a big shot in Hollywood who can decide the fate of the auditionees.
Ronald sat with a middle-aged female manager from the "Fair and Liesel" casting company, and a young man who studied singing filed in. Each person had 30 seconds to sing and wait for their fate.
ruling.
"Next!" the female manager called again.
"This one seems to be good at singing, shouldn't we choose it?" Ronald was a little confused.
The female manager's name was Joanna Melling. She whispered in Ronald's ear, "The producer has already chosen a black girl to play Coco. We are just going through the motions. If we hear something really good, we will give her another one."
Pass, go to the choir performance."
Ronald nodded to express his understanding and said to the girl interviewing: "Did you bring an accompaniment tape?"
The girl put the tape into the tape recorder and sang "You are the one that I want" by Olivia Newton-John.
The popularity of the movie "Grease" has not completely passed, and there are many singers who auditioned to sing this song.
"Next." The female manager Joanna Merlin did not hesitate to interrupt the girl who was half-way off-key.
The girl cried on the spot, picked up her accompaniment tape, and ran out of the interview room.
Ronald feels like a butcher, and auditions are like an assembly line in a slaughterhouse. His job is to kill the acting dreams of one girl after another.
Ronald didn't want to be a bad person who killed his dreams, so he usually let Joanna make the judgement. After half an hour, he still couldn't help it anymore and asked:
"What kind of singer can be selected?"
"It's hard for me to describe, you'll know it when you hear it." Female manager Joanna shrugged.
Finally, when a singer was selected, Ronald understood a little bit what Joanna meant. A truly good voice does not need to be judged, and it will naturally be different when it sings.
Just like a swan calling among crows, you know it when you hear it.
"What's your name?" Ronald wrote down her name on a piece of green paper, wrote "Singer" next to it, and handed it to her, "Go upstairs and turn left. There is a sign. Follow it to the second-round interview room.
Wait outside."
The black girl happily took the green note. She shouted "yes" and ran up the stairs.
"Next person."
After a while, Ronald heard another voice that stood out.
This time it is a white girl. She is not tall, has neat short hair, long and strong eyelashes, and looks a bit like a doll. The only drawback is that there is a wide gap in the middle of her front teeth.
But when she opened her mouth, everyone forgot about her appearance and focused on her singing.
Instead of playing accompaniment, this girl sang acapella the song "Just One Look" by Linda Ronstadt.
This song is difficult to sing a cappella. The original singer relies on the bass to bring out the rhythm and does not have a clear melody line.
The girl can sing a cappella, not only the rhythm is on point, but she can also sing a hint of the charm of the original song. She has a superb sense of music. I am about to write her a green note.
"Next" the female manager Joanna shouted pass.
"Wait a minute." Ronald stopped the girl who was about to walk out, tilted his head and asked Joanna, "Why, doesn't she sing very well?"
Joanna came over and said, "She is white, and the producers don't want too strong a white candidate to appear in Coco." She gave Ronald a "you know" look.
"But she's more than enough to sing in the chorus, isn't she?"
"The director may take a fancy to her. You don't want to be fired, right?" Joanna heard about Ronald's support for the black Jean.
"Okay, I'll report to the producer first and see what he wants." Ronald picked up his notebook, put a green note inside, and said to the girl, "Follow me."
The girl didn't know why, but she followed Ronald upstairs.
"By the way, what's your name?"
"Madonna, two n."
"Madonna, wait for me here. I'll ask the producer to come out and see if I can give you a chorus role."
Ronald asked Madonna to wait at the stairs while he went to confirm with producer Da Silva.
Madonna nodded in agreement, and her restless eyes began to look around at the various people passing by.
Ronald walked into the second audition room, walked up to Mr. da Silva, who paid him his salary, talked about Madonna's ability as a singer, and asked him if it was appropriate for her to pass the preliminary audition.
Producer Da Silva smiled, this time Ronald finally remembered who was the boss.
"This is Madonna," Ronald introduced the girl to the producer, "She sings very well, just like a young..."
"Yes, like a young Barbra Streisand," da Silva continued.
"I originally wanted to say it was Linda Ronstadt, but you are the boss, so you can say whatever you want." Ronald complained secretly.
"Are you Jewish?" Da Silva asked suddenly, looking at Madonna's big nose.
"No, I'm Italian." Madonna combed her hair impatiently.
"It's okay, I can play the role of a Jew, and my nose is passable." The producer gave Ronald an appreciative look, as if to say, Ronnie, you did a good job this time.
"Come in with me and let Madonna sing a song from Barbra Streisand's The Way We Were."
"Is this what you said? I won't be blamed if the director wants her to play Coco." Ronald thought.