Entertainment: Starting as a Succubus, Taking Hollywood by Storm

That night, Martin didn't take Hannah Carmen home, nor did anything happen with the young lady.

Which was a bit disappointing.

The reason he didn't sample this "dark chocolate dessert" was because he had a luxurious "standard banquet" waiting at home.

Scarlett Johansson.

She was very pleased to have landed the coveted lead role in Get Out and, after signing the contract, decided to "reward" Martin a little tonight.

So, based on Martin's concept art for Harley Quinn from Suicide Squad, she had an identical costume made for herself, even styling her hair into two large ponytails.

Everyone knows that twin ponytails are the easiest hairstyle to... control.

Suffice to say, Martin had a wild night that night!

It must be said, with the "Black Widow's" explosive figure crammed into Harley Quinn's tight shorts and hot little top, it was utterly mesmerizing.

The result of Martin's wild night was—Scarlett was exhausted to death!

...

The next day at 7 a.m., Martin, looking bright and energetic, got out of bed and went for a long run around the garden of his house.

Meanwhile, Scarlett was still snoring away, unable to get up, completely unable to get up.

Martin didn't wake Scarlett. After breakfast, he went straight to the studio. There were more auditions today; a few supporting roles still hadn't been cast.

One week later.

The casting was finalized.

All actor contracts were signed, and the supporting roles were all set. The crew quickly mobilized; the filming of Get Out was about to begin.

"Drew, we start filming officially tomorrow. Are all the crew members in place?"

"The cinematography, lighting, props, and set decoration crews are all hired. They're all veterans we've worked with before, so no need to worry about training. The assistant directors are also ready."

"What about the insurance company?"

"All settled with Harmony Joy Insurance Company. Funds are ready for use at any time."

"Good. Most of this film will be shot inside the studio. I expect, barring any surprises, we can wrap filming in two and a half months."

"I love your efficiency," Drew said with a laugh. "Mainly because it saves money."

......

The next day at 8 a.m., the crew inside the studio was silent, everyone at their posts making final preparations.

Filming was about to begin officially.

Daniel Kaluuya was a bit nervous, hugging his script and muttering his lines.

Scarlett walked over and greeted him with a laugh, "Hey, don't be nervous. Martin isn't that kind of tyrant."

"Ah, Ms. Johansson, I know, but I'm afraid if I perform poorly, I'll embarrass Mr. Meyers."

"The more nervous you are, the more likely you are to mess up. You have to relax when performing. Let me teach you a breathing technique that can help you calm down."

Not far away, Betty Gabriel watched Daniel Kaluuya talking with Scarlett, a little envious.

She'd heard from her manager that Daniel Kaluuya had connected with Martin during the filming of Joker.

People like him got opportunities so easily.

I had to give my all just to get a supporting role, while he easily landed the lead.

But then...

She turned her gaze to Scarlett.

The one who got the role most effortlessly must be her!

No need to worry about making a living, can act in the roles she wants—she's really a lucky woman!

The time came to 8:30 a.m.

All pre-filming preparations were complete.

Filming officially began.

Betty Gabriel discovered that Martin was indeed as Scarlett had said—unlike other directors, he wasn't prone to outbursts, easily angered, or fond of yelling at people.

Even when actors made mistakes, he could patiently explain and correct them, over and over again.

Perhaps it was because Martin didn't have to bear the immense pressure like other unlucky directors?

After all, the company was his, the investment was his. He didn't have to answer to anyone but himself.

The assistant director for Get Out was still Sofia Coppola.

Martin was even a little curious.

"Don't you need to work on your own films?"

"I don't have any projects on my hands right now. Besides, I feel like I can learn a lot from following you on set—like how to make a film commercially appealing."

"Oh really? So what do you find appealing about this film?" Martin asked with a laugh.

Sofia Coppola thought for a moment and said, "It's the suspense. You've planted a 'bomb under the table' in the film. Everyone knows the male lead is in for a bad time, but where exactly his misfortune lies isn't revealed until the very end, when the bomb finally explodes."

"Just like at the beginning of the film, Chris goes home with his girlfriend, expecting her family's situation to be terrifying—maybe they're racist, maybe they're murderous maniacs—but the result is an utterly normal white family living in a suburban mansion. The girlfriend's parents are very kind to Chris, and their friends also show praise and affection for him. How is any of this progress terrifying?"

"But all the viewers know this is indeed a horror film. So their curiosity is piqued, and they can't help but become immersed in the plot, constantly speculating and suspecting. The audience slowly begins to feel the terrifying tension brewing beneath the normal atmosphere. This immersive experience makes the viewers participate more deeply in the film, what's commonly called 'high engagement'."

Martin gave Sofia a thumbs-up in his heart.

"I think you've graduated."

"No, I still have a lot to learn. Right now, it's only because you've laid everything out before me that I can see it. But I can't create this sense of suspense and appeal on my own. That's my weakness."

...

Sofia genuinely admired Martin's talent from the bottom of her heart.

This admiration only grew deeper as filming progressed.

Sofia discovered that this guy didn't just immerse the entire film in a "suspenseful" atmosphere; he also made the root of the horror element break free from the usual definitions of ghosts and monsters.

He made "skin color" the cause of the horror, breaking the audience's conventional understanding of horror films and sparking their curiosity.

In this film, it seemed that any black character in the entire story would exhibit an extremely bizarre state.

For example, they are overly attentive to the male lead, Chris.

Like the black groundskeeper who runs wildly in the middle of the night, his nose bleeding incessantly, telling Chris to run.

Like all the black men wearing hats, hiding the backs of their heads.

Like the black maid who cries while laughing, looking in the mirror in the dead of night.

All these eerie, hair-raising scenes have one common element—they all involve black people.

In the film, every black person, except the male lead Chris, appears strange, sinister, even terrifying.

This construction of a completely new horror element would undoubtedly leave the audience deeply perplexed, evoking a strong sense of novelty and curiosity.

"Martin is truly a genius. I would never have thought of an idea like this!" Sofia thought to herself.