Dressed neatly and having finished his ablutions, Ram walked out of his bedroom and into the living Room, where his parents, Jay Mishra and Radha, were already waiting for their son, hoping to know his condition as soon as possible.
Seeing Ram emerge from his Room, they both rushed forward. Radha, with a look of heartache, asked her son, "Ram, how are you? Does your head still hurt?" His father, Jay Mishra, also looked at him with concern.
Looking at his parents, who cared for him so much, he felt a warmth in his heart. Ram tried his best to compose himself, thinking, "I have parents again. Isn't this the kind of care I longed for but couldn't have in my previous life?"
Only now did he realize that this world could also be beautiful. At once, Ram decided to take on the responsibility of being a son for the original owner of this body. Ram said in his heart, "Ram, don't worry, I will help you take good care of our parents."
The climate in Los Angeles in June was warm, comfortable, and very pleasant. Here, there were all kinds of shops, cinemas, and bars. In the northwestern suburbs of the city center was the world-famous Hollywood. The reason Los Angeles was called "Film City" was because of Hollywood.
The metropolis of Los Angeles had long been modernized. At night, the entire city was brightly lit, and all kinds of vehicles flowed ceaselessly on the straight roads. On both sides of the roads were countless tall buildings.
As the sun set, Ram strolled through this modern metropolis. Compared to the bustling crowds with their varied expressions, he was more like an observer, always a little out of place with his surroundings.
Seeing a cinema on the street, a thought flashed through Ram's mind: "The owner of this body is a graduate of the USC School of Cinematic Arts this year. Perhaps I can work in film, which I loved so much in my previous life." His heart stirred at the thought.
Hollywood!!! Looking into the distance, his eyes revealed an inexplicable glint, and a charming smile appeared on his handsome face. With a goal, Ram, no longer lost, was filled with ecstasy and overwhelming happiness.
This was Los Angeles in '95, the golden age of great development and transformation for Hollywood films. He had an unparalleled advantage over others: he had more than a decade of future memories. His mind knew the future direction of film development and possessed countless excellent films and scripts from the future.
In his previous life, he was a nobody, not even a third-rate star would look him in the eye. But now it was different. With eighteen years of film memories, if he couldn't achieve something, it would be too embarrassing for a reborn person; he would despise himself to death.
Thinking of the advantages of his rebirth, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. At once, Ram thought of many classic Hollywood blockbusters: the transformers series, The Matrix series, pirates of the caribbean series, the lord of the rings series, Shrek series, Iron Man series, Titanic, Avatar... Except for Titanic, most of these films were not filmed and released until after 2000.
If he could bring these films out ahead of time, he would definitely not be an unknown set worker like in his previous life, and he could also fulfill his dream of 'casting couch,' ahem, no, it was his dream of being a director. This was Ram's lewd side acting up.
Names familiar from his previous life flowed through his mind: Sophie Marceau, Jessica Alba, Charlize Theron, Kate Beckinsale, Scarlett Johansson... "Huh? It seems many of them are still lolis, that's just too evil." He rubbed his nose, which was about to bleed, and began to consider the script. For the script, Ram wasn't worried at all.
As a graduate of a professional directing program in his previous life, he had watched many classic films several times and studied their scripts. He could write them out immediately with just a little recollection.
Although he didn't know much about economics in his previous life, as an insider in the entertainment industry, he knew that entering the entertainment industry was definitely a promising career with both fame and fortune. And with his eighteen-year head start, there was no reason for him not to succeed.
Ram was pondering what script to write first. As a newcomer screenwriter, no matter how well your script is written, it's impossible to sell it for too high a value. So, in the short term, he shouldn't think about making money, but about gaining fame.
Only by building a reputation could he get involved in the 'casting couch,' uh, no, only then could he gain more benefits. Only by accumulating enough capital could he be a free-spirited screenwriter and director. At this moment, Ram's director complex flared up again.
Ram mused, "It's 1995 now, and the best film this year is Braveheart." Braveheart is a tragic, blood-and-tears epic masterpiece, and it won five major awards at the Academy Awards in 1996.
However, the film was likely already in production, and Ram didn't want to clash with others, lest he be accused of piracy and plagiarism. In the American entertainment industry, the consequences of plagiarism are very serious, and not everyone can afford them. If Ram, as a new screenwriter, were accused of piracy and plagiarism, he could basically forget about making a name for himself.
"Hmm... If there are no good films this year, then I'll think about next year. the english patient, released in 1996, is very classic. If I write the script for that, I'll definitely become an instant hit."
It must be admitted that Ram's vision was still very high, always focusing on Oscar-winning films.
the english patient was released in 1996 and won 9 Academy Awards in 1997, including best picture, best director, best supporting actress, Best Cinematography, Best Film Editing, Best Original Score, Best Music, Best Art Direction, and Best Costume Design.
But after a careful thought, he had to give it up again, because the english patient was written and directed by Anthony Minghella. By 1995, it was already in production, and the script might have already been released.
Moreover, the english patient was adapted from a British novel, involving copyright issues. Ram didn't want to face lawsuits and be a defendant after the film was released. In European and American countries, copyright issues are taken very seriously.
"It seems everything still needs careful planning, but since I have a goal, I'll start working hard." With an excited mood, Ram walked to his doorstep, looking at the light shining from the window with an inexplicable feeling—this was his home now.
Returning to his home, he saw his parents sitting on the living Room sofa, their eyes full of worry, occasionally glancing towards the door, proving their current mood. After seeing Ram return, they visibly relaxed. His mother, Radha, quickly stood up, took Ram's hand, and asked with concern, "Ram, you've been out for so long, are you tired?"
Hearing his mother's caring words, a warm current flowed through his heart. Now he also had parents, people who cared about him. For a moment, Ram felt a surge of emotion, but he still managed a smile and said, "Mom, I'm fine, no worries. Were you waiting for me?"
"Yes, your injury just healed today, and your mom was very worried about you." At this, Ram's father, sitting nearby, also quickly spoke up. His father, Jay Mishra, cared for him no less than Radha, but he was always not good with words, not good at expressing himself.