After the Academy Awards Ceremony, the Oscar dinner or governor's Dinner hosted by Vanity Fair magazine was also a major event.
The Sunset Tower Hotel, just a few minutes' drive from the Kodak Theatre, was the venue for the Vanity Fair Dinner. Compared to the more than 3,500 attendees at the Academy Awards Ceremony, the Vanity Fair Dinner had only about 1,500 invited guests.
Vanity Fair invited all filmmakers nominated at the Oscar, as well as big-name stars, singers, film company executives, Agents, directors, fashion and media personalities, and corporate investors who were not involved in the Oscar.
Of course, there would be no shortage of beautiful models, plus tickets sold, and so on.
At the Sunset Tower Hotel, the luxurious Vanity Fair Dinner was grandly held, and many actresses changed into new outfits before arriving.
Charles Capet put his arm around Scarlett Johansson and asked with a smile, "What were the results of the big awards?"
Charles Capet had been discussing the infernal affairs script with representatives from Media Asia Films and hadn't paid attention to the Oscar results.
"Oh, Chicago was the big winner, getting best picture, best supporting actress, and several technical and artistic awards; the pianist won best director and best actor; best actress was Nicole Kidman for the hours..." Scarlett briefly explained.
"Sigh, sure enough, Roman Polanski didn't get best picture, they gave him best director," Charles Capet pouted. Miramax's tricky maneuvers had succeeded again.
Charles Capet casually picked up a piece of fruit from a nearby table and popped it into his mouth. They were all good things.
"Look at you celebrities, always having to maintain your image!"
"There are so many reporters," Scarlett Johansson shrugged, everyone was very restrained.
"You left midway, where did you go?"
"Oh, I went to negotiate a remake of an overseas film. There was competition, so it just took a bit more time!"
"Hmm, a new script?" Scarlett Johansson knew about Capet Pictures' brokeback mountain and saw, but they weren't suitable for her. This new script?
Charles Capet looked at Scarlett's eyes and explained with a smile, "It's a male-oriented film, about gangs, with not much female screen time."
Currently, Scarlett Johansson had always been involved in art films, while Charles Capet focused on commercial films, so there wasn't really anything suitable for her at the moment.
In this kind of setting, Evelyn was truly busy. The Agent and various people seemed to have topics of conversation.
Charles Capet's gaze swept over a Fat, who was surrounded by beautiful women—Harvey Weinstein of Miramax.
This was the person most thanked by filmmakers at the Oscar, as God was, after all, thanked the most.
"It seems the Oscar's influence is indeed still very great right now. For an independent film company to break out, if it has an Oscar for Best Picture trophy, it will be twice as effective!" Charles Capet muttered to himself.
A middle-aged man approached Charles Capet and introduced himself with a smile, "Good evening, I'm Tom Audenberg, the head of distribution for Lionsgate Entertainment."
"Good evening, Mr. Audenberg!"
Charles Capet raised his glass and clinked it with the newcomer, then took a sip.
"lost in translation is very good. Capet Pictures' investment in it was also very good!"
Charles Capet shook his head and said with a smile, "Capet Pictures is just a small production company, not comparable to companies with distribution channels!"
Tom Audenberg looked at Charles Capet and then asked, "I heard Capet Pictures discovered a horror-thriller short film at this year's Saint-Denis Film Festival?"
Charles Capet nodded, so that was it! It was for James Wan.
"Charles Capet, as you know, Lionsgate Films has always liked to develop these kinds of horror, bloody B-movies. We believe that if that short film were made into a feature film, it would do well in the DVD market!"
"Is that so?" Charles Capet listened to this, meaning Lionsgate only wanted to push saw to the DVD market?
"Mr. Audenberg, the script for that short film has been completed. It's called saw, and I've already had Capet Pictures start production. The short film's director, James Wan, is currently preparing for pre-production."
"If Lionsgate Films is interested, you can distribute it then. Not just the DVD market, I intend to release saw in theaters!"
Tom Audenberg was slightly surprised, then returned to normal. Lionsgate Films distributing a low-budget horror film was, of course, no problem.
However, both of the films Capet Pictures was currently involved in had good box office returns, and Charles Capet was a bold person. He always liked to self-fund film production, without even needing to find a distribution company for investment.
Film investments meant that nine out of ten would lose money. He was either very bold or had absolute confidence in his films.
"Interested. Lionsgate Films' direction is precisely this type of film: political thrillers, bloody violence, and religious taboos," Tom Audenberg said with a smile towards Charles Capet.
"Let's find a time, bring the script to Lionsgate Films, and we can have a good chat!"
"No problem, I'll definitely come to visit then!"
After speaking, the two shook hands.
Soon after, big star Brad Pitt and his wife Jennifer Aniston found Charles Capet.
"Charles Capet, I found your mother, and she said you were here, so we came over. Good evening!"
Brad Pitt was still quite handsome at the time, saying with a smile.
"Oh, good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Pitt!"