The Best Movie Actor In Hollywood!

Chapter 570

Hearing the voice, Alexandra looked at the black woman and immediately recognized her as Will Smith’s wife, Jada Pinkett Smith, a familiar face throughout Hollywood.

"Hello, Mrs. Smith." She managed a polite smile. "Can I help you with something?"

Jada planted herself in front of Alexandra, blocking her path. She looked her up and down, arms folded across her chest, and declared, "A word of advice, young lady. Stay away from Matthew."

Alexandra’s brow furrowed slightly. "I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about."

Jada scoffed. "You think sleeping with him is going to make you famous? How naive. No one will even mention your name. You’ll just be Matthew’s plaything for a few days."

"I know," Alexandra replied coolly, moving to walk past her.

Jada fell into step beside her. "Good. As long as you understand."

A small smile touched Alexandra’s lips. "You mean, like you? Where no one knows your actual name, just that you’re Mrs. Smith?"

"What...?" Jada froze.

Alexandra pressed on, not missing a beat. "I’ll learn from your example."She said the name with deliberate, slightly louder emphasis. "Mrs. Smith!"

"You..." Jada finally sputtered. "How dare you..."

Without breaking stride, Alexandra added, "Goodbye, Mrs. Smith."

Every mention of "Mrs. Smith" felt like a barb. Jada stood frozen, and in that instant, Alexandra swept past her.

***

Her expression grim, Jada walked to the door of the VIP lounge. An attendant immediately opened it for her, saying respectfully, "Please, come in, Mrs. Smith."

"Shut up!" Jada snapped, her face twisting in anger. "Don’t call me Mrs. Smith!"

The attendant’s smile faltered. He said nothing, waiting until the fuming Jada had stormed into the VIP lounge before muttering something under his breath.

***

After washing her hands, Alexandra returned to the hallway and made her way back to the VIP lounge.

Jada’s words hadn't really bothered her. After all, she hadn't moved into the Horner Estate since the night of the celebration party. If she truly wanted to be the kind of woman Jada accused her of being, she would have taken Matthew up on his invitation to stay there long ago.

Alexandra went back, found Matthew, and took his arm. Keeping a smile on her face, she followed him toward the screening room, deciding it was best not to mention the encounter.

Right now, she just wanted to enjoy their thrilling, romantic connection and not think about anything else.

Their two weeks together had only just begun, but they'd spent every night with each other. The physical pleasure sparked an emotional thrill, one that almost convinced her it was love.

But it didn't take long for Alexandra to realize their infatuation was purely physical.

She knew the kind of man Matthew was, and she wasn’t asking for anything more.

In fact, she and Matthew had talked it over just last night, and they were on the exact same page about it.

As she entered the screening room and headed for the front row, Alexandra spotted Jada Pinkett Smith again. Jada saw her, too.

Alexandra offered a small smile; Jada immediately looked away.

When they reached their seats, Matthew, who had noticed the brief exchange, asked, "What was that about?"

Alexandra just shook her head. "Nothing."

They had arrived a bit late, and soon after they took their seats, the house lights dimmed and the opening credits appeared on the massive screen.

The chatter in the theater died down as everyone focused on the screen.

This was "Transformers," directed by Michael Bay—a name familiar to anyone who regularly watches commercial blockbusters. Matthew’s memory of this film was a bit clearer than his hazy recollection of "The Fast and the Furious" franchise.

The film’s basic plot was exactly as he remembered it.

The film ran for about forty minutes before the true protagonist, Optimus Prime, finally made his official appearance.

The protagonist’s debut felt a little late. The first half was dragged down by protracted fight scenes and some forced, tedious humor. As for the male lead, Sam, there wasn't much to say about him—thankfully, he had Megan Fox in tow.

Her character was clearly the biggest draw for the first forty minutes. And while both lead actors seemed completely out of their depth, Megan Fox effortlessly stole the spotlight from Shia LaBeouf at every turn.

But once Optimus Prime appeared, the Autobots and Decepticons took over as the true stars of the show.

Michael Bay's films were never shy with explosions and special effects.

Megatron appeared soon after, and Matthew felt a thrill of satisfaction when he heard the commanding voice declare, "I am Megatron."

However, Matthew sighed as he watched the completely redesigned Transformers on screen. The marketing had played up the nostalgia, as if saying goodbye to a childhood friend, but this film was definitely a childhood-wrecker.

Of course, that wasn't Michael Bay's fault.

Childhood is beautiful precisely because it exists only in memory. The moment you try to bring it to life, it ceases to feel like childhood at all.

The designs Michael Bay had come up for the Transformers were truly bizarre.

While Optimus Prime was instantly recognizable, Megatron at least bore a passing resemblance to his classic form.

Michael Bay’s aesthetic, while celebrated in Hollywood, was sometimes just baffling.

Perhaps due to budget constraints and the high cost of CGI, "Transformers" didn't feature many direct combat scenes between the Autobots and Decepticons. Most were fleeting glimpses, with the focus shifting instead to the American military.

Michael Bay was perhaps the Hollywood director with the closest ties to the Pentagon. From "The Rock" to "Pearl Harbor" and now "Transformers," his films often felt less like movies and more like elaborate recruitment ads for the U.S. military.

It was a well-known fact that many Hollywood blockbusters received direct or indirect sponsorship from the Pentagon. The goal was always the same: to create a positive image for the U.S. armed forces and attract more young recruits. The most iconic example was Tom Cruise’s "Top Gun."

As far back as the early 20th century, the Pentagon had recognized the power of film as a communication tool, agreeing to let Hollywood studios use military equipment, locations, and personnel for their productions.

As the film industry evolved and dramatic cinema took hold, the Pentagon gradually realized that movies, with their powerful impact and persuasive force, presented even greater opportunities to shape the public image of the U.S. military. The U.S. Army's public affairs office began to focus heavily on this, attempting to influence Hollywood into glorifying them. They guided studios toward making films that would promote a positive image of the U.S. Army worldwide and aid in its overall development.

The "Transformers" franchise was a prime example of this collaboration.

It wasn't overly exaggerated in this first film, though Matthew vaguely recalled a scene later in the movie where a group of American soldiers managed to single-handedly take on an equivalent number of Decepticons.

Overall, this first "Transformers" was a solid film.

Just then, the film on the big screen was drawing to a close.