Bringing Culture to a Different World

Josh sat in the private theater of the White Thorn Garden Theater with a glass of juice in his hand.

The theater was well-lit. All the actors in the theater under the command of Sir White Thorn Garden were gathered here. Their eyes were fixed on Josh, who was sitting in the audience.

Josh really wanted to focus his attention on the movie that was being shown on the screen behind the actors, but he felt that there were a few female actors in the theater who were looking at him strangely.

This was not an illusion… Hiri immediately felt the strange looks from the actresses, and then he glared back at them.

If those actresses were making eyes at Josh, Hiri was probably releasing some kind of ray magic to kill the eyes.

“Mr. Josh, how do you feel?”

Sir White Thorn Flower did not notice the anxious battle situation here. The movie that Joshua was watching was his director, “The hand of tragedy.”.

The quality of this movie was not very good for him to comment on, but just from the box office alone, one could see the difference between it and the movie that Joshua made.

“I think it’s pretty good.”

Joshua tried his best not to pay attention to the group of actors standing below, wanting to know what was going on behind the scenes of that movie on the screen.

It was indeed very interesting for Sir White Thorn Flower to shoot the story of the movie himself. Unfortunately, the scenes in the movie were too bad. In terms of shooting and running the scenes, it could be said that he was a novice.

“I remember that there are several new movies that have been released in the theater recently?”

Jose remembered seeing many movie posters that he had never seen before in the theater lobby.

“Yes, these are the records of the movies that were released. Most of them came from Faroese.”

Sir White Thorn Flower handed a record book to Joshua. Joshua opened the record book and flipped through the movies recorded in it.

The themes of the movies were all about ‘love’, ‘revolution’, ‘literature’, and ‘satire’.

As expected of the literati of the Renaissance era. Just by looking at the way the names of the movies were named, Joshua felt that there was a kind of Shakespearean style.

The films made by Sir White Thorn flower were also mainly artistic. Compared to the films, they were more similar to stage plays and biographies. Was this an occupational disease?

“These were all adapted from stage plays?”Joshua asked.

“Yes, there was also one of Faroese’s most popular stage plays, but it was really too long ago. But after Mrs. Caesar made it into a movie, she injected a whole new vitality into it!”Sir White Thorn Flower pointed at a film named ‘Marriage and burial’on the record.

“Are there any more horror scripts in Faroese’s stage plays?”Joshua asked.

“Horror? You mean those stage plays that use ghosts and flesh to attract people? “Those are all third-rate scripts in the countryside to us. They can’t even be called performances. That’s why His Majesty the King has long banned such scripts,”Sir White Thorn Flower said.

“It seems that the treatment of horror films is the same no matter where they are.”

In Joshua’s memory, he rarely saw horror films being shown in cinemas. The status of horror films on Earth was considered third-rate in the eyes of some academic directors.

“But it doesn’t matter. Only stage plays are banned, not movies.”

Joshua handed two pieces of paper to Sir White Thorn Flower.

“I’ll give you the specific script tonight. Before that, please choose the right actors. Three of the younger actors might be a little difficult to choose. If you can’t Find Them…”

Joshua glanced at Hiri who was firing the ‘kill the Little Bitch Laser’next to him.

“I’ll use the illusion to think of a solution.”

“New script? Finally…”

Sir White Thorn Flower held the two pieces of paper that Joshua handed over as if he was holding a bible, even though only a few words related to the script were written on the two pieces of paper.

“Also! The shooting location this time is not Nolan. We need to use the portal to Arthur Crow to shoot.”

“Arthur Crow… where is that?”Sir White Thorn Flower recalled the names of the cities in various countries, but he did not find a city called Arthur Crow.

“You’ll know tonight.”Jose pointed at the actors who were standing below. “Can you stop them from standing there? I still want to finish watching your movie first.”

“No problem…”

Sir White Thorn Flower quickly let the actors leave the screening hall. He thought that Jose was here to select new actors.

He also left the private screening hall with the actors. The moment he stepped out of the screening hall, Sir White Thorn Flower looked at the manuscript in his hand excitedly.

The first piece of paper had a line of English words written on it. If he read it out loud, it would be called “The shining”!

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Two o’clock in the night.

Sir White Thorn Flower could not sleep. He began to look for suitable candidates in the White Thorn Flower Theater, as Joshua had instructed.

However, the requirements for the actors in this script were a little harsh, especially for a six-year-old boy to be the male lead, and for the two twin girls, who were nine or ten years old.

Indeed, the youngest actor in Faroese’s history was six, but that actor is now an old man in his seventies.

How Good is a six-year-old?

But Lord White didn’t give up. The two pages only contained descriptions and basic impressions of the characters.

That alone was enough to spark Lord White’s imagination, the story of a father, a mother and a child.

Could it be a warm family comedy? Sir White Thorn looked at the requirements of the role of ‘father’which included ‘facial expression rich’and ‘the ability to perform hysterical feelings’.

It seemed that there were still some twists and turns in this family comedy… the father seemed to be a character with a violent tendency.

Sir White Thorn was tossing and turning on the bed with the manuscript in his hand. He was anxious to know what kind of story this script was, otherwise he might not be able to sleep tonight.

But suddenly, the sound of something knocking came from outside the window. Sir White Thorn Flower stood up from the bed and saw a crow throwing a heavy book onto his desk.

Sir White Thorn Flower ran to the desk in joy and looked at the two big words “Shining”on the cover.

The ink on these two words was still wet, indicating that the script had just been completed!

He could finally sleep peacefully tonight!

Sir White Thorn Flower excitedly opened the script of the shining and began to read it quickly.

He spent a whole hour carefully reading through the whole text. After reading it, Sir White Thorn flower frowned deeply.

Because he was a little disappointed, the story of the shining was not as wonderful as Sir White Thorn Flower had imagined. It was far from the Shawshank Redemption, and he did not even understand what the story was about.

The whole script looked like the whisper of a madman.

He patiently read the second time, and when he reached the middle of the second time, White Thorn Flower’s back began to break out in cold sweat.

As time went by, White Thorn Flower suddenly raised his head and looked at his bedroom in panic, because he always felt that under his bed, or behind him, someone was staring at him.