The filming schedule for my big fat greek wedding is also less than two months, about fifty days.
For a low-budget independent film, a budget of 5 million US dollars is actually not bad. At least it's much better than those B-movies with budgets of one or two million US dollars, isn't it?
Charles Capet was on set every day. Although he was not old, he carried the producer's badge, and Mrs. Hanks seemed to regard Charles Capet highly.
Although the crew was simple, it was also professional, and the sets were easy to build. The film had to be shot within the budget.
The filming went smoothly; after all, it was just a low-budget romantic comedy, nothing difficult.
"The Chicago crew is next door. It's a musical adapted from a stage musical. They have a party tonight to celebrate the wrap of their film. I received an invitation," Rita Wilson said in a restaurant, looking at Charles Capet.
"Do you want to go? There's the beautiful Catherine Zeta-Jones to see! Didn't you say she was very pretty?"
Rita Wilson and Charles Capet's mother, Evelyn, hit it off when Evelyn visited the set, as both had children and common topics.
"I know. The male lead is Richard, the female lead is Renée Zellweger, and the supporting actress is Catherine Zeta-Jones," Charles Capet said, feigning deep thought.
"The decline of musicals is an inevitable trend. Even if Chicago succeeds, it will only be a flash in the pan. Miramax is distributing this film, and the Weinstein Brothers still have some accurate judgment in film. After all, I heard from director Rob Marshall that Chicago incorporates new elements; a musical combined with a crime plot might be refreshing."
Rita Wilson was used to it; he always had a composed demeanor at such a young age.
"Alright, get ready. Come with me tonight to take a look. Your mother also said you used to love attending parties. Now I see you always staying with the crew. Are you very interested in film?"
It had been almost a month, and Charles Capet had indeed been staying diligently on the film set.
Charles Capet nodded and smiled, "my big fat greek wedding is something I desperately asked my mother to support me with. I plan for it to be the cornerstone of my success."
"By then, I'll have the capital to choose and develop more films!"
Rita Wilson smiled, "Although the film and entertainment industry is developing rapidly now, there are far more films that lose money than make money. You need to think carefully."
"I know," Charles Capet said with a special smile, "the development of the film industry absolutely cannot be done step by step. The emergence of VSH videotapes in the 80s put film on the first fast track, which was the first golden decade. The VCDs and DVDs that appeared in the 90s ushered in the blockbuster era. Film and television entertainment is now in a golden period of development. Independent film production companies are springing up like mushrooms with the increase in home entertainment revenue."
"Madam, you see, in recent years, even The Big Six in Hollywood have started to cultivate their own independent labels or acquire other established independent labels."
"Now is the best of Times, it just depends on who can last until the end!"
Rita Wilson said helplessly, "It's also the worst of Times. Independent film production companies are currently being suppressed by The Big Six. They either have to join them or their distribution channels will be blocked."
"So, capital and channels are still needed. You can't make too many mistakes," Charles Capet was certainly confident.
Rita Wilson still felt that Charles Capet thought things were too simple because he was too young. But since he was just a nobody now, it didn't matter what he thought.
That evening, at the Hilton Hotel in Chicago, the Chicago crew hosted a grand party.
Although Charles Capet said it, he was still envious of the film company that produced this high-grossing film. After all, with a budget of less than 50 million US dollars, Chicago's global box office reached 300 million US dollars, with 100 million US dollars in North America. How could he not be envious?
Following Rita Wilson in, he was certainly a transparent nobody; no one would care about him.
Charles Capet didn't care either. Anyway, the current focus was to finish filming my big fat greek wedding, and then waiting for its release was the most important thing.
As for other things, it was hard to say. However, Charles Capet still hoped to get more support from Tom Hanks, such as developing another low-budget film.
Coming to a corner, Charles Capet sat on the sofa and began to ponder; it was still due to a lack of funds.
His gaze swept across the hall, a chaotic scene, many of them staff members, while the stars were gathered in groups chatting about something.
Not to mention, Catherine Zeta-Jones indeed looked quite beautiful. She was only 31 years old now. Charles Capet did look at her a few more Times, but she married Michael Douglas, who was 25 years older than her. What a pity!
On the other side, Charles Capet's gaze fell on Richard, the male lead of Chicago, and the disgust in his eyes was undisguised.
Richard for men, Sharon Stone for women, typical of the typical.
"Charles Capet, over here!" Suddenly, Rita Wilson waved to Charles Capet from not far away.
Charles Capet stood up and walked over. Next to Rita Wilson was Catherine Zeta-Jones.
"Catherine, this is Charles Capet, the producer of our crew. You are his favorite actress!"
"Good evening, it's a pleasure to meet Catherine Zeta-Jones!" Charles Capet indeed thought she was beautiful, in a sexy red low-cut dress. Wasn't she cold? The temperature in Chicago in November was not low.