The drama "Frost" based on real events was released in London’s Donmar Warehouse Theatre in 2006 and received a lot of praise. After landing on Broadway and winning the Tony Award, several Hollywood producers hope that Morgan can The play was put on the screen, but the screenwriter Morgan believed that the script was written in accordance with the standards of the stage, and there was no way to adapt it into a movie, so he did not immediately agree. But director Ronald William Howard didn’t care about the script at all. At the end of the production company’s insistence, Pete Morgan gradually found a new entry point outside of the drama. He put the focus of the story outside the interview and focused on portraying. Before and after the interview, the hearts of both sides changed, and a script was almost rewritten
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Frost/Nixon Creative background
2021-12-15 08:01
Extended Reading
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Griffin 2021-12-15 08:01:09
"I'm sorry to my people and my friends. I let down those young people who have trust and dreams in our political system, making them feel that'it turns out to be so corrupt'." In China, a politician committed Sin, what he regrets and fears will never be these.
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Golden 2022-04-23 07:02:19
One will succeed forever
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Bob Zelnick: [Impersonating Nixon, discussing Jack Kennedy] That man, he screwed anything that moved, fixed elections, and took us into Vietnam. And the American people, they loved him for it! Whereas I, Richard Milhous Nixon, worked around the clock in their service, and they hated me! Look. Look. Now I'm sweating. Damn it! Damn it! And Kennedy's so goddamn handsome and blue-eyed! Had women all over him! He screwed anything that moved, and everything. Had a go at Checkers once. The poor little bitch was never the same!
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Richard Nixon: That's our tragedy, you and I Mr. Frost. No matter how high we get, they still look down at us.
David Frost: I really don't know what you're talking about.
Richard Nixon: Yes you do. Now come on. No matter how many awards or column inches are written about you, or how high the elected office is, it's still not enough. We still feel like the little man. The loser. They told us we were a hundred times, the smart asses in college, the high ups. The well-born. The people who's respect we really wanted. Really craved. And isn't that why we work so hard now, why we fight for every inch? Scrambling our way up in undignified fashion. If we're honest for a minute, if we reflect privately, just for a moment, if we allow ourselves a glimpse into that shadowy place we call our soul, isn't that why we're here? Now? The two of us. Looking for a way back into the sun. Into the limelight. Back onto the winner's podium. Because we can feel it slipping away. We were headed, both of us, for the dirt. The place the snobs always told us that we'd end up. Face in the dust, humiliated all the more for having tried. So pitifully hard. Well, to *hell with that*! We're not going to let that happen, either of us. We're going to show those bums, we're going to make 'em choke on our continued success. Our continued headlines! Our continued awards! And power! And glory! We are gonna make those mother fuckers *choke*!