The man was silent, as if he did not know how to speak.
Elena asked incredulously. “Have I seen you before? You look very familiar.”
“My name is Mathew, I’m a director. If you watch movies a lot, you would know my name,” he said.
“Oh, I know you,” Elena snapped. “My dad loves your movies, but I think your movies are too specialized at a minority of people, and that’s why they’re popular but don’t appeal to the audience …”
Elena broke into a cold sweat and stopped talking.
Because of Harry, Elena had a little knowledge of Mathew. Most of the films he made more than a decade ago had won numerous awards, but back then the film market was stagnant, so he only got positive public appraise.
When the film market started to boom, his films were always too academic to make money. Fewer and fe
