Chapter 133: Saving Duke
Although he didn't appear on the cover of Vanity Fair, the article still attracted a lot of attention. Without professional PR, and with Nancy Josephson busy negotiating, the two sides hadn't communicated enough beforehand. Fortunately, while the piece carried a faint trace of sarcasm, it didn't use any overly harsh words. Overall, it relied on good-natured teasing to draw readers in.
"The Ultimate Guess at Hollywood's Most Impossible Event—Duke Rosenberg Directing an Art Film!"
This was the article's title, perfectly fitting Vanity Fair's slightly exaggerated style of celebrity-focused reporting.
"Reason for Impossibility—We all know that Duke Rosenberg made his name in Hollywood through his earth-shattering talent for explosions and dazzling camera work. Deafening blasts, thrilling car chases, tough-as-nails men, and smoking-hot women... if an element can spike adrenaline, Duke's films have it in spades. Absolutely none of this intersects with low-budget art films or auteur cinema."
"The Ultimate Guess—Because he is so adept at blowing things up, recent rumors claim Duke Rosenberg is 'the man born when a comet struck the Earth'..."
"To crush this rumor, Duke Rosenberg decided to shoot a semi-autobiographical art film focusing on his high school life and youthful dreams. But during production, Duke discovered that a slow-paced teen movie was simply too boring. Therefore, he decided to personally act in the film—as an armed campus security guard. With a tough male lead and a gun, the rest was easy. Gunfights, explosions, seas of fire... everything fell into place naturally. The only question is, would this actually be a small-scale auteur film or a high school version of The Rock?"
"Of course, this is all just the author's speculation. If you ever wake up one day to the startling discovery that Duke Rosenberg has switched careers to shoot art films... please don't suspect you're dreaming. Remember, in the global dream factory of Hollywood, nothing is impossible!"
Reading the article, Duke merely smiled. In the dream factory of Hollywood, truly nothing was impossible, and he wasn't going to stick to the path of explosions forever.
Furthermore, it brought up another consideration for him. Should he hire a dedicated PR manager like other major stars and directors?