"The beginning will be slow," Director Groux said.
It was a month after the filming for Lady Ethereal began.
"Exquisite," Averie replied, sipping his tea. "I was never fond of making films for dimwits with short attention spans."
He absentmindedly stared at the absolute darkness outside the window of his hotel room.
"A slow start is exactly what this story needs anyway." His eyes focused, zeroing in on his reflection. "Contrast is necessary."
"In an artistic sense, it works out. But…"
Averie turned to him. "The market?"
The director nodded his heavy head with some apprehension. "The market is stagnant, and it does not like to deviate."
"What were you expecting? It's an art film."
"I'm not expecting much, but we need to recover at least half of our budget. And with the slow beginning, I'm not sure whether that's possible. When we release it, it won't do well."
He said it almost as if he were mourning the death of someone dear.
