"Detachment" is a very special work, outside of the narrative line of the film itself, the camera focuses on Henry, conducts a large number of interviews, or psychological monologues, to interpret and interpret the core ideas of the story, and then in a fragmented way, mixed into the theme of the film. It's not the kind of documentary narration, but a one-act stage play.

This form of expression is very common in drama, and the most well-known is the classic line in "Hamlet", "To survive or to perish, this is a question worth considering." ”

The entire monologue is nearly 400 words long, and the performance time is about three to five minutes, which is not only obscure, but also full of philosophical reflections, which is a severe test for the actors. However, with the widespread popularity of Shakespeare's plays, this iconic monologue became famous, and more and more people began to practice it repeatedly, and gradually became an important part of basic acting classes, and the popularity skyrocketed, leaving people with the false impression that it was "not too difficult".

In "detachment", Tony focuses the camera on the protagonist, giving Henry a lot of space for monologues, reflection, introspection, babbling, and whispering, and giving the film a unique texture with the poetic temperament as the structure of the text and the color of the performance.

But it is precisely because of this that the filming process of the film cannot be carried out in a linear way, when to shoot the main story line, when to shoot a single-shot monologue, and how to coordinate the coherence and burst of emotions, these are all questions that Tony must think about in advance, and then the crew will make corresponding arrangements.

Today is the first day of the official start of "Detachment", if according to the order of the script, the first scene should be the night before Henry goes to work, showing his daily state, showing the loneliness, loneliness and sadness of the character; the next should be the high school principal facing the review and difficulties of the Ministry of Education, the school's grade points have not improved, and even declining, affecting the entire state's grade points; and the situation of students breaking the law and making trouble has been repeatedly prohibited, and rectification must be made.

The filming of these two scenes was not easy, involving a lot of lines and camera cuts.

Although "Detachment" is an independent film crew and an art film crew, the director's style is quirky, elusive, and seemingly out of the ordinary, but even Tony, he hopes that the film can be shot smoothly, and the superstitious significance of the first scene is still very important.

So, after thinking about it, Tony gave up the first two scenes of the script and chose the simplest scene as today's start-up work-

Henry, a substitute teacher who came to report at the school, stepped off the bus, and before entering the school building, he stood by the bus stop, paused for a while, adjusted his mood, and then turned around and entered the school.

To put it simply, it is a scene of standing under a bus stop sign and posing as a model, which is edited into a movie and is a few seconds of footage, up to five seconds. The difficulty of filming is close to zero, ensuring that the crew can get off to a good start.

Lan Li made his way to the side of the bus stop on the street, ready for filming, behind whom the crew was organizing extras to show the busy scene of the morning school day, and on the other side, Tony was beckoning the camera crew and lighting crew to discuss the issue of light and color.

Habitually, Lan Li raised his head and looked for the figure of the drama manager, or the assistant director. At this time, they should come over to communicate with Lan Li, and make further explanations about the next shooting track, camera distance, and scene content, and make sure that the actor can walk in the right direction when performing - even if the back of the shot does not require eye focus, the actor also needs to have a general understanding of the direction of the camera, otherwise the performance will easily lose focus.

The same actors, dedication to the same performance, under the lens of different directors, have completely different presentations. Some directors are particularly good at capturing the details of their performances, but for some directors, the changes in their eyes, expressions, and limbs are easy to blur and disappear under their lenses.

The importance of communication before filming became more and more prominent. In the few works so far, even the different directors in the "Pacific War", this cooperation model has continued.

But at this moment, looking left and right, Lan Li didn't find anyone, he stood alone next to the bus stop sign, like a lost lamb, no one cared.

Lan Li turned his head and looked for Roy and Nathan in the crowd, casting a puzzled look, and the two of them ran over quickly, but before they could get closer, Tony's voice came, "Everyone is ready, the field notes are starting to count down." ”

Tony seemed to sense Lan Li's confusion, walked around, and said in a loud voice, "Take a shot first and see the effect." Then he nodded and walked briskly to the location of the monitor.

"Lan Li?" Roy had already run over and shouted. Lan Li waved his hand, signaling that it was okay, and then his thoughts slowly settled.

It can be seen that he still lacks enough experience. Different directors have different styles, different understandings of the camera, performance, and overall structure, and he still hasn't worked with enough directors, and his style is not distinctive enough, and suddenly he has a conflict with his past habits, and then he doesn't fit in.

A free-spirited artist like Tony, who runs in while shooting, is obviously also a style.

It's just that the uncertainty of this method is too great, if the actor never finds the state, or the director never finds inspiration, then he can only keep repeating the shooting, and the consumption of film is a lot of money, which may not be anything for a large crew, but it is an unimaginable burden for an independent small crew.

However, Lan Li is not the one who makes a budget, so he still calmed down and prepared to shoot.

Accompanied by the crisp and loud shouts of the scene notes, Tony calmly shouted the first sentence "start shooting", all the noise around them precipitated, and all the links of the entire crew entered the state.

The students were giggling and cruising on the lawn at the entrance of the school, chatting heartlessly, obviously having arrived at the school, but they did not want to go in, until the shrill bell rang, the crowd swarmed in the direction of the school building, and in the blink of an eye, the playground became empty, leaving only a handful of people like tails that had not had time to disappear, twisting and shrinking into the building.

As far as the eye could see, the entire playground suddenly became deserted, and only a lonely figure was left on the side of the street.

It was a man, dressed in a modest suit, with a smoky gray top, dark blue trousers, a white shirt and a red tie, and the whole outfit was like a pile of patches, disorganized, and carrying a shiny black briefcase on his left shoulder, but the lines of the leather showed signs of use for many years.

He leaned on the metal pole of the bus stop sign on his back, his left leg often retreated half a step, he lowered his head and took out the tobacco leaves and tobacco from his briefcase, and began to roll the cigarette seriously, his lowered face was infinitely focused, and the roar of the engine came from the side of the street, he raised his head and glanced at the sound, and in an instant the brilliance leaked a little tension and confusion, but then he lowered his gaze again, and before the ripples could ripp, he disappeared without a trace, and once again concentrated on rolling the cigarette.

The handsome face has a green beard, combed into a two-eight-point back hairstyle to show off the facial features; the handsome eyebrows are calm and indifferent, without too much look, the focused light is projected in the deep eyes, sparsely sprinkled down through the eyelashes; the relaxed corners of the mouth outline a touch of alienation and indifference, like the mist on the lake in the early morning, silent, quietly, but always people can't help but want to peep.

At this time, the class bell has stopped, the tail at the door of the teaching building has entered, the whole playground is quiet, there is no other figure except for the man, even the noise is like smoke disappeared without a trace, and the sudden silence brought out a trace of depression in vain.

The lingering silence fell on the man's shoulders like light smoke, looking thin and thin, the calm face hardly had much expression, the slender fingertips flexibly rolled up the tobacco leaves, the restrained silence and woodenness were really ordinary, it seemed that there was no sense of existence standing on such an empty flat ground, but the whole body exuded a hazy sense of imminent detachment, which was really indescribable in words.

When the cigarette was rolled, the man put the cigarette butt to his mouth, but did not light it, but stood quietly in place, letting the faint smell of smoke linger under his nose. There are no superfluous movements, no superfluous expressions, I can't tell whether it's sadness, pain, depression, anticipation, happiness, indifference, to be precise, as if there is no emotion at all, just stand there flatly and straightforwardly, and there is no problem in saying that it is a transparent person.

But it is such a figure, but it has an indescribable charm and an unspeakable story. There is an endless smell hidden between the sparse eyebrows. I can't tell, I can't tell it, I can't help but want to peek into those eyes, trying to find an entrance from the pupils.

Then, the man bit the cigarette holder lightly, turned around, and walked straight in the direction of the school building. There was no cigarette lit, no cigarette thrown away, no sadness, no emotional turmoil, not a single line, no superfluous action. That's it, like a model, standing in place, just five seconds, turning away.

The slightly straight shoulders, cheered up, strutted forward, but seemed to be half a breath, did not really raise his head and chest, striding vigorously and quickly, but it seemed a little thin. Light and shadow flow quickly between the side face, the shoulder line and the forearm, outlining a light loneliness, but nothing more, fleeting.

"Cards!"