Under the hazy night, the veins of the mountains rise and fall between inky black and navy blue, and the bright yellow street lights bloom like a paintbrush, faintly smearing the rich night light, outlining a cool and warm harbor. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info The tranquility and noise of the early hours of the morning spread like smoke in the warm tones, and the colors of the world became colorful in an instant like a paint plate that had been overturned.

"No, no, it's not fair. There was a cold voice in the brightness, echoing in the streets that had just rained, and the wet dark gray asphalt road was filled with the coolness and coldness of early autumn, and unconsciously, the voice was also dyed with a little yellow, red, and green, like maple leaves all over the mountains. "It's a historic conundrum, and you can't just throw it at it, it's not fair. ”

"Huh. The laughter was like an oil lamp in a late autumn night, faint but bright, cold but warm, and the hoarseness in the depths of the throat became rough because of the night, "Then I will change the way of asking questions, 'The Shawshank Redemption' and 'Forrest Gump', which work do you prefer? ”

Rooney didn't answer immediately, but carefully looked at the look between Lan Li's eyebrows, but he was unmoved, and looked back calmly, Rooney couldn't help but grind her teeth secretly, viciously tore off a piece of white bread, threw it into her mouth, and chewed it fiercely, as if the piece of white bread had a blood feud with her.

"How would you answer the same question?" Rooney was still unwilling to surrender easily, and asked back.

In the face of such a thorny historical problem, Lan Li did not panic at all, took a bite of the sandwich in his hand, slowly swallowed the food, and let the silence spread between the two people, the atmosphere seemed to be a little awkward, but the smug smile on the corner of Rooney's mouth rose slightly, and at this moment, Lan Li spoke.

"It's simple. I prefer 'In the Name of the Father' to 'The Shawshank Redemption', and 'Forrest Gump', I prefer 'Children of Troubled Times'. ”

Lan Li's answer made Rooney stunned, obviously not expecting such an answer, she chewed carefully, but found that she had no way to refute, and even faintly felt that this statement was very reasonable. But soon, Rooney reacted and looked at Lan Li with round eyes, "No, you're quibbling." According to you, that's what you don't like about 'The Shawshank Redemption' and 'Forrest Gump'?" she was almost caught up in by Lan Li, ignoring the original point of the question!

Unexpectedly, Lan Li actually nodded and gave affirmation, "Yes, I don't like it." This caught Rooney off guard, and she didn't know how to respond for a while, "I still prefer 'pulp fiction' in comparison." It's like I prefer 'social networks' to 'king's speech'. ”

They are discussing one of the biggest public cases in film history, the best picture attribution at the 67th Oscars in 1995, "The Shawshank Redemption", "Forrest Gump" and "Pulp Fiction", who really deserves the title of best picture.

"And what about you?" Lan Li didn't give Rooney a respite and continued to throw the question out.

Rooney sensed Lan Li's intentions, her pupils narrowed slightly, and she cast her eyes a little annoyed and a little remorseful, but Lan Li was obviously unaffected, with a dignified and teachable expression, which made Rooney grit her silver teeth, but she had no intention of bowing her head and admitting defeat, "'Forrest Gump', I prefer 'Forrest Gump'." Rooney also gave her own answer simply, "Because the wisdom revealed in the movie is more worth recalling." ”

Lan Li nodded with a meaningful expression, which made Rooney feel a tightness in his chest, "What do you mean by this expression?"

"No, it's just that I didn't expect your tastes to be so mainstream. Lan Li shrugged his shoulders and said lightly, which made Rooney bite her lower lip, her translucent eyes widened, and she stared straight at Lan Li, the cannibalistic appearance made Lan Li laugh dumbly, and was about to stuff the sandwich into his mouth, so he raised his hands and made a surrender form, and sincerely admitted his mistake, "I said the wrong thing, people who like 'The Shawshank Redemption' are the real mainstream, otherwise the movie won't be able to get the first place on IMDB, right?"

Even if it was an apology, the sincere words and serious expression still revealed a black humor of a British gentleman, Rooney still couldn't hold back after all, poofed and laughed, and nodded, "That's true." However, you're also quite mainstream and actually like Stanley-Kubrick. ”

"Children of Troubled Times" is the work directed by Stanley, the master of cinema is known as a genius, his works cover a wide range of genres, and often go off the beaten path, and are regarded as the master of masters by countless avid fans. However, because Stanley is really famous, those pseudo-movie fans and pseudo-literary youth also like to use Stanley as a shield, as if as long as they say the names of "A Clockwork Orange" and "2001: A Space Odyssey", they are senior movie fans - it can be called a weapon for pick-up.

In the face of Rooney's attack, Lan Li nodded calmly, "I can't refute it." That calm appearance only made Rooney's taunt come to naught, and Rooney choked up, and then laughed dumbly.

The two men walked along the straight chessboard-like streets of the town, and two gray-haired old men sat on the ground, each holding a bottle of beer in their hands, and the smell of pungent smoke emitted from the lit hemp.

Lan Li took the initiative to say hello, "The night is so beautiful tonight, and there has just been an autumn rain, don't you plan to keep warm up with the bed?"

"We're waiting for that 'don't let me go' at half-past three. Aren't you going to join?" replied one of the old men, a powerful voice echoing through the streets.

"Kazuo Ishiguro's novels are not my favorite genre. Lan Li shrugged his shoulders and replied politely but firmly, causing the two old men to chuckle, "It's better to have a good date, don't waste such a beautiful night, the movie will be left to us bachelors with old bones." ”

Hearing this, Lan Li and Rooney exchanged glances, and then they both laughed.

At the end of the street, you can see a vast meadow, and climb up the gentle slope to the end of the mountains, which guard the valley like a giant in the night.

At this time, a bonfire was lit on the grass, the bright red flames licked the black of the night vigorously, and an orange halo appeared around it, and thirty or forty young people sat around, talking and arguing, and the noise was far from the peace of the town, and gradually became lively, and the wanton and flamboyant youth burned in the safe harbor of this paradise, releasing endless energy, showing the soul of the Telluride Film Festival to the fullest.

"Lan Li! hey, Lan Li!" In the distance, someone recognized Lan Li through a vague halo of light, stood up and called out, at this time, everyone turned their heads in unison, shouting one after another, "Lan Li, Lan Li!" Everyone was calling urgently, and some people even trotted over, "Lan Li, oh, hey, Rooney, you are also here, come, come quickly." It just so happens that we are discussing the movie that will be released today, and if you have some doubts, you can come and answer them, and you can share your thoughts together. ”

Lan Li and Rooney couldn't refuse, and a group of people gathered around them to the campfire, "Did anyone tell me what the hell was going on? Why did I suddenly become hot?" Lan Li's teasing words made everyone laugh, and some even whistled, and the atmosphere immediately boiled.

"Because you've put on a really/wonderful show?" a comment echoed the others, "Rooney, the 'social network' is absolutely awesome, but we'll talk about it later, and now we have to teach Lan Li a good lesson." ”

Rooney made an inviting gesture, her eyes flashing with eagerness, "Who gave me a seat?" and then the young people immediately loosened up aggressively, letting Rooney sit down, and now only Lan Li was left standing, as if it was a natural target, and began to bombard en masse.

"Was Paul kidnapped by radical terrorists or ordinary civilians?"

"What the hell is going on between Paul and his wife?"

"Why did Dan say Mark White's name? Is this perfunctory Paul? Or does he really not know that Mark is dead? Or is there some conspiracy in there?"

"Is CRT's recording legal? Isn't there a legal stop to Paul's actions as he is trapped in a coffin with his life on the line?"

"Why is Paul's convoy being targeted? Is it a mere intelligence error, or is there some inside story?"

"Why is Paul's phone call so confusing, one to the FBI, the other to the State Department, constantly switching, which also leads to the duplication and confusion of intelligence, is there any deep meaning behind this?"

"How did you shoot the scene where you cut off your fingers? I think your performance is so good that it almost blew up the James Franco show in '127 Hours'!"

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One question after another, barely giving Lan Li room to breathe, rushing to their faces, showing their enthusiasm and eagerness in a real way. This reminded Lan Li of Toronto.

In Toronto, people always can't wait to come forward to take pictures, sign autographs, scream, and shout, as if they are worshipping idols, but more like joining in the noisy noise, "buried alive" has become the focus of the topic, they are just moths pounced on the hot topic, which makes Lan Li feel like a clown.

But in Telluride, people's topic is always about movies, and they can't do without movies, and they don't even regard Lan Li as an actor, but as a classmate or friend in class, eager to share their thoughts and opinions, eager to discuss, share opinions, and exchange ideas.

Looking at the pair of eyes full of anticipation in front of him, Lan Li finally had a real feeling: even in Telluride, even on the opening day of "The King's Speech" and "Social Network", which occupied the topic list, "Buried Alive" still won a place.