Chapter 63. [Photographing "Buried Alive"]
As the saying goes, good things happen, let alone three movies in 17 days. At 13 o'clock in the afternoon on October 13. "Buried alive" shooting scene. There are many cities in the United States in the desert, the most famous being Las Vegas. But the crew of "Buried Alive" didn't have that good luck to go to Las Vegas to make a film. They are in the desert area in the northwest of Los Angeles, where the climate is dry in the four seasons. Looking at the houses and buildings, they are all very beautiful and neat, just like the oasis in the desert. Of course, these are burned out with money. As the first director of Jack Black, to be honest, he was very disturbed. For him, facing the problem of not only shooting the film "Buried Alive" in the shortest time, but to prove himself with this play, this is the most important thing. What the Jews say is that even a pig has its market price, not to mention one person? Therefore, everyone has their own value. Fat Jack has been the object of discrimination since the beginning of college. People laughed at his fatness and laughed at his awkwardness. He had low self-esteem and no confidence, so he had to use the outwardly indifferent smile to disguise how unscrupulous and careless he was. But in fact, there are springs for fat people and ideals for fools. Jack Black's ideal is to be a screenwriter and an actor, to be able to stand up on the stage and accept everyone's cheers. But this ideal is so far away, because of the shape problem, he can only hide behind the scenes and do some fragmentary dubbing work, or he will sadly play some clowns, fools, fools, or idiots. Why should I do this? Jack Black asked himself countless times. I am not stupid or stupid than others. If I have sinned, I am just a little bit fatter than others. God, is this punishment for me? !! I'm not convinced! Fat Jack said to himself. I have to prove myself that my big belly is not a straw bag, but a talent! Now, my dear Yi Feiyang has given me a chance, I must hold it, yes, hold it! The more fat Jack reminded himself so solemnly, the more nervous he became when filming, he couldn't let go. Jack Gyllenhill, who starred in the play, quickly discovered this problem. Gillen Hill came from a family of performing artists. Her sister is an actor, her mother is a producer, and her father is a director. Therefore, he is basically familiar with the process of filming. Gillen Hill didn't understand why Yi Feiyang wanted to let this no one know anything. The rookie fat man who did nothing could be the director of the show and told himself in private that he could help each other. Maybe Yi Feiyang and this fat man are good friends. Chinese people always like to talk about friendship, don't they? Just as they like to give gifts and red envelopes on New Year's Day. In the beginning, Gillen Hill could endure the awkwardness of the fat director. After all, everyone just cooperated and still had to give some face. But soon, Gillen Hill couldn't bear the speed of fat people. Especially as the actor of this play, many shots in Gillen Hill's view should be passed through, but they were called by the panda fat man. "Damn! Come again!" "God, does he know how to shoot?" "Was the camera facing me, man, we are making movies, not street interviews!" ... In Gyllen Hill's view, the reason why constantly n machines and n machines is not his fault at all, it is this damn fat man, who does not know the angle and process of left and right shooting, yes, he is simply a fool! Poor China Yi chose such a product to direct the show! Finally, halfway through the filming, the young and lively Gillen Hill couldn't bear it anymore. "Damn, how did you become a director? Would you be a director? What head do you have ?!" Gyllen Hill snarled at director Jack Black. All of a sudden, everyone was stunned by the sudden scene. The actor roared the director on the spot, unheard of. Too surprising. Seeing that the words had been exported, Gillen Hill had also let out, and he was breathless, and at this time all roared out. "Damn! Do you really understand what a movie is? Do you know how to stand on a camera to direct an actor's work? Have you ever had the excitement in your heart when there were countless pairs of eyes around you ?! Have you ever imagined your own movie? The applause from the movie theater when you succeeded, did the tsunami-like applause? Do you know how the camera pushes and shakes, and how the clips are edited ?! You do n't know, you are just pushed to the director It 's just a fat man on the seat! It 's not that easy to be a director! So man, stop dreaming, and go home and wipe your butt to sleep. "Gillen Hill growled and shouted a series of words, then looked at with disdain. Stunned Jack Black. Just be fat-Black was muddled by Gillen Hill 's roar on the spot. Even if he is thick-skinned, no matter how hip-hop it is, it does n't matter. He is also red-faced and red-eared. in. But he only came back for a long time. Damn it. I'm a director. Why am I being scolded by an actor? !! "What are you talking about? Asshole! Who are you and what qualifications do you have to evaluate me? Damn, you are just an actor understand? A guy invited by our company to come back to film! I can drive you away immediately! Yes, asshole! " The fat man was like an angry calf, and he yelled at Gillen Hill. "And just now, what did you say? Yes, I was just a director. I do n't know how it feels to stand in front of the camera. I do n't have any experience in filming, and I have not been welcomed by the audience, but I ask you, Will Spielberg be a filmmaker by nature? Will Lucas be a director by nature ?! Since Jack-Black has been pushed to today, I have the confidence to do my best! But What about you, who are you shit actor? Has anyone ever seen a protagonist who disobeys an order like you and yells at the director? Oh god, god, you're making me so angry, you know? I want you to get out of here, get out of here now! Our "Buried Alive" crew will never need you again! " The more fat Jack said, the louder he became, the more he felt more confident. Yeah, I'm a director, who am I afraid of? !! "Ha, this is what you said! From now on, man, I Gillen Hill swears to God, this movie, I will not shoot again!" Jack Gillen Hill said, leaving his hand to leave, but was Several of the crew's colleagues stopped. "Chill out, everyone's out!" The photographer in charge said, "I think everyone is a bit tired, director, why don't you take a break first?" The photographer consulted Fat Jack. Jack Black shook his hands indifferently, and the crew was temporarily disbanded. Seeing that people were falling apart, Fat Jack took a sigh of relief, then sat on the open space with one butt, thinking about things stupidly. "Can it be so difficult to be a director? Damn, why can't I even control an actor?" Muttered the fat man. Then he remembered what Yi Feiyang said when he appointed him as the director of the film "Buried Alive." "You're called Jack, and he's also called Jack. I hope your 'double j' can bring me a miracle!" The words are still fresh in my ears. But now, I am so good at arguing with the guy of the same name, yes, it is arguing completely! In front of the whole crew, they almost started fighting. Fat Jack felt desolate for a while, and it seemed that he couldn't finish the show. Damn bastard, he was not considerate! Don't you understand that this is the first time someone has been a director? Some problems are also inevitable. Why are you yelling so loudly? Damn bastard! Damn it! The fat man is desperate. For the first time he is a director, will he die? !! He dialed Yi Feiyang's phone with some frustration. It was very simple. I hope he can understand himself and send another talent to direct the play. In short, he can't. But when he dialed the phone and told Yi Feiyang what happened. Yi Feiyang simply said, "Everything has to start and end. Even if you make a really bad movie, I won't blame you! Keep working hard, as long as you persist, you will defeat yourself!" Yi Feiyang's words were very bland and there was not much encouragement, but the fat Jack felt sour and his tears almost came out. Without it, just because Yi Feiyang has unconditional trust in him! The soldier died for a confidant! Although the fat Jack-Black didn't know the old Chinese saying, he had such an unusual idea in his heart. Yes, I cannot be negative, I cannot admit defeat! This is my first play! This is my first chance as a director to prove myself! I can't give up on this! Yes, never! The fat man clenched his fists and fell to the ground fiercely. ... In the California desert in October, climate change was particularly pronounced. The filming during the day was still fierce, and at night, it was suddenly cold. The desert that was originally steaming hot seems to have become a big appetite ice field. In one breath, it completely wiped out the hotness, in exchange for the coldness of the bones. Gillen Hill slumped his legs and sat on the props for the performance ... on the coffin, looking at the sand swept away by the cold wind not far away. The fine sand dances with the wind, and looks like a yellow gauze fog rising in the hazy night, which is particularly conspicuous. Gyllen Hill took a savage cigarette. He didn't quite understand why he hadn't left yet. Was he reluctant to leave the crew, or was he hopeful for the nasty stupid director? !! Yeah, I'm not a kid anymore, why am I so emotional? Gillen Hill asked himself. The cigarette butt disappeared in the night, like his erratic heart. Just then, footsteps sounded behind. The rustling voice was getting closer. "Hi Jack," turned out to be the voice of a fat director. "Can I sit down?" He said very calmly, not at all like an argument. Gillen Hill nodded, the fat man sat down side by side with him directly on the coffin, and the fat man was playing with a hay. Neither of them spoke. The thatched grass changed constantly in the hands of the fat man, and soon, it was woven into a grass-colored grasshopper. The fat man swayed the "grasshopper" in his hand, looked at Gillen Hill who was smoking, took a nose, and then said, "Can you give me one too?" Gyllen Hill didn't answer. He shivered, touched his body, and took out the cigarette case ... Fat Jack smoked a cigarette, and seemed a little embarrassed to say to Gillen Hill again, "Man, can you borrow another fire?" Gillen Hill passed him a cigarette butt. The fat man held his cigarette butt and lit his cigarette, then returned the cigarette but took a deep breath, and said to the coffin under his butt, "Hah, I wouldn't think it would be so cold here. It's good to have one in the coffin! " Gyllen Hill ignored him and looked into the night sky. The fat man was boring, and said, "You look handsome at the starry sky." "You're here to say this?" Gyllenhill finally managed to say. "Oh no, I want to say ... Neither of us are children, yes, I mean to say this!" The fat man laughed. "anything else......" "And ... I'm sorry today!" Damn, for this drama, the fat man got out. "You're right, I really don't have much directing experience! Yes, like a fool, many things are in doubt! I need your help, man, I need you back, I need you to remind me, really!" Gyllen Hill didn't expect the fat man's attitude to change so quickly, but he stumbled. The fat man smoked fiercely and said, "I really want to finish the film, whether it is good or bad! Although I still don't understand why, dear Yi should give me such an important responsibility. , Give it to me who is not useful! " "I have never done one thing from college to now. Do n't laugh when you say that. I grew up in the mockery of others. They laughed at me as fat, laughed at me awkwardly, laughed at me idiot, dumb ... I can bear all of this, and I can bear it all, but now, I just want to seize the opportunity that belongs to me! Yes, man, my opportunity! The opportunity I had hoped for! " The corners of the fat man's eyes were wet. Then he fell into Gillen Hill's arms. Gillen Hill was completely stunned. The fat man's tears and snot flowed, "Please, please help me! Let's work together to make this movie good, OK?" Gillen Hill was awake now. The first reaction was to immediately push the dead fat man away from his arms. "Hey man, don't be like this, you're embarrassing me like this ..." "No, if you don't promise me, I won't get up!" Gyllen Hill pushed several times without pushing the fat away, and his opponent was too heavy. At this time not far from the voice of the crew members. Gyllen Hill was afraid he would be seen. "Well, I promise you, hurry up, you damn guy!" "Haha, this is what you said!" The fat man "breaks his tears and laughs." Gillen Hill, speechless. Now that everyone is open, there is no need to hide anything. After all, to be able to sit together after the quarrel, all for filming. Gillen Hill considers himself a good actor. The fat man thought he wanted to be a good director. Yeah, since everyone has an ideal, why not work together? Quarrels only make people laugh, don't they? So in the next time, the two chatted frankly with each other. Fat Jack said that he watched Ellen Poe's novel while filming the film. Ellen Poe is the originator of the greatest detective novel in the United States and the king of horror novels. In the field of horror and shock novels, he is definitely No. 1 in the world. Among other things, his "Black Cat", "Leaked Heart", and "Pit and Pendulum" are simply the best in shocking horror novels. However, what Fatty is currently studying is the most well-known "The Fall of Usher House" by Ellen Poe, because this is the first horror novel to describe "people buried alive". The fat man hopes that he can draw inspiration from this novel. How do he feel the same "buried alive"? After hearing what the fat man said, Gillen Hill couldn't help but hesitated because he was also reading the novel recently, and he was an authentic Ellen Poe fan. Rarely, they found a "common language". Especially this common prophecy is good for filming. So the two started talking about the earth, talking about "The Fall of Usher House", talking about "Stop Breathing", talking about Ellen Poe's misery and mystery, talking about how to shoot the movie "Buried Alive" , How to let deal with ... Time passed slowly, familiarity and tacit understanding began to slowly merge together. Under the night, The desert here, No longer cold. (I accompany my mother to the hospital for treatment. The update is late, please forgive me.) lt; agt; lt; agt; lt; agt ;;
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