Nicholas Darvas, hiding his war-torn country, Hungary, sought refuge in Turkey in June 1943. In Istanbul, however, a new crisis. Well, he had no friends, no money, no knowledge of Turkey and not citizenship. The risk of famine. It risk losing its sense that something special. He did not want to poor and hungry, for the rest of his life. No, he had hoped to base itself. He wanted to live. He wanted an incredible success.
As a result of the poor 23 years in exile, fought imminent danger, he turned his thoughts to return to dreams of glory. He analyzed his situation by a list of his talents. It has many possibilities. Only a talent really tempted him. One sang his soul. He loved dancing.
Yes, he finally decided he would be a dancer.
Dancing adapts his personality. In dance, it was only for the grace of his body in motion. It was not funny or eloquence. It was actually a shy man.
It would be different, special, unusual. It would be surprising to dance. It would be the best. No, better yet, it would be the best of the best. He did dance in the most beautiful theatres in the world. It would be packed public dancing. It would flit like a butterfly, on the stages of World cosmopolitan cities. It would be a firefly in the night life. People talk about him, long after leaving the scene. Rave-Zeitung, about its benefits. Agents compete for his attention. Yes, the man in the world would be willing to pay high prices for joy to see him dance. It is only through observation, people were enthusiastic. They are inspired by its power, speed, grace, agility. It would be famous. No, in the world. Her life has decided that it would be a magnificent dance, perceiving movement.
Slowly, images, the scene of his mind. He explained how he willing to realize its ambitious goal.
He felt a powerful double plan.
One, he would learn the latest dance steps. He would practice until he could gently, without effort, correctly.
Two, he would have walked on the talent of the world. Talent alone could land many commitments by Turkey, but it would not open the rest of the world. He had therefore people up, wheels and distributor of entertainment industry, influential leaders, producers, agents and know it existed. They learn that someone, we must ensure that someone, to appreciate and very, very rich.
He prepared every day. It practice, as he promised that the latest dance steps. His feet move gracefully ungeschickte after hours, his legs heavy rose from the earth, as if levitating, after months. He read voraciously … verschlingende international dance magazines. He learned willing … styles on the best dancers. It examines its sites, where only the elite.
Slowly, after years, as he himself outlined in the world of dance, a card outside his mind. He saw a Royal Road. It led to the sparkling, illuminated at night cities, where the best dancers, the public fascinated. The royal way he presented in his head after him by then. Archimedes spoken around the world with a lever - but he, Nicholas Darvas, there would be almost in Spin balls of her feet.
On the way to success, Turkey would be the first step. He had himself known in his new homeland. So it its wings like a butterfly in the flower of light. He did dance in the Near East. He would dance in Europe.
At one point, he danced in Paris. From Paris, he would leap above the ocean and dance in New York. New York, he decided this would be his ultimate goal. In New York, he would do his presence, and from there, it would be an invitation to dance in all major cities in the world. He did dance in the world. It was Nicholas Darvas. He was invincible. Its fate was inevitable. It was decided by all. It was so well done that.
With his plan in his head as clear as living a dream, he prepared for New York. Now, he spent three afternoons a week, see American films. He wanted to understand the culture. He wanted the American heart.
In these films, he saw the dance routines, that Americans love. But he saw deeper, beyond dance, trends, patterns in the drama. He saw a wide choice of films. He identified the trends. Vague model floating in his mind. The ideas came to him and he wrote it. It was something difficult, it was followed. It was subtle, a matter of nuances. Elusive, half-remembered dreams floating in front of him when he was awakened in the morning. This model was before him, but he did not together in a synergistic whole. Then, after months of cumulation thinks, the ideas began to fall in place. He saw the trends in non-dance-dance cinema. For example, in films gangsters, gun-shot victims circled several times before dying. Americans, he acknowledged, loved exaggeration, larger than life products, their heroic dramatic proportions.
Given that the public likes the drama, they would have in its dance routine. Another trend emerged. Suspense, intrigue. Movie plots was full of mystery, confusion, surprise. It would be a full choreography of these elements. The public would be unpredictable, surprising, dramatic.
A time has come when he dominated the dance scene of Turkey. He found occasional work in the Near East. He joined on the second part of his plan: marketing.
As he could not afford to buy them, it was necessary to promote, he created a sort of mail order business. It brings together the names and addresses of all those responsible for the recruitment of dancers in France, Europe and New York. He has a huge theatre of the list of officers, directors and night club owner. Every week without fail, he sent them regular mail - letters, photos and excerpts from newspapers about his latest dance routines. He sent indications, when and where it would be closer to the show. He sent versions of advertising, when he could, where he could. Slowly, that unknown people have begun to react. She wrote back to him, they visited his actions, she invited their associations. His dream was to threshold countries, obtaining a mass of energy and that he himself surprised.
One day in New York, in his wardrobe, he looked in the mirror himself and smiled. A frisson has his spine. He sought the highest paid dancers in the world.