Chapter 214: The Moon Splashes the Stars, It's a Long Way!
The children in the front row were so frightened that they couldn't keep silent, clutching their parents' sleeves.
The mountain demon entered the city, the people were slaughtered, and the children were arrested, but the scene was handled very tense and relaxed, especially the scene where Jiang Liuer rescued the girl and was chased by the mountain demon, and the audience was surprised to find out.
This long lens is not like a lazy static shot in the camera movement, it is completely a 3D camera rotating lens chasing, and it is completely difficult to follow the chase scene from the first perspective, following the camera shuttle, from the streets, houses, mountains, cliffs, streams, the camera exquisitely chases the dynamics of the river.
Amazing camera scheduling, a variety of interspersed small humorous shots, and addictive action design are dizzying.
The sense of blow is no longer a fist embroidered legs, but a heavy sense of real physical collision!
The rhythm is no longer a lullaby, but it is relaxed, staggered, and stacked!
The sense of the lens is even more tense, and it is no longer flat and straightforward, but makes people feel the power of the screen!
The audience watched intently, clenching their fists tightly and applauding in their hearts, Xiaofeng and Da Luo, the drama actors who played the mountain demons, all straightened up proudly, and the animators next to them were also excited.
These shots are all made by these unknown drama actors, one action after another, and the animators are called up frame by frame in the later stage.
Countless days of hard work and hard work have achieved such a high-level chase scene.
A Hollywood animation fan in his 30s in front couldn't help but tilt his neck and sigh: "How can this chase scene be more enjoyable than Pixar, Blue Sky, and DreamWorks......"
The old director couldn't help but snort softly when he heard it, and muttered in a low voice: "Of course it's better than foreigners, this is the handiwork of our art factory~"
This sounds brainless, but Lin Feng heard it very emotionally, few people know that the animation of the magic capital art factory has a very special oriental charm, and the biggest difference between the animation of the United States and the island country is:
The characters in the animation, when they are still and talking, the picture and the cloak continue to flutter, that is, there will never be a moment of stillness in the camera...... In the chase and dynamic, the mobilization trajectory of these details will be designed in the opposite direction, forming an extremely charming: the aesthetics of flowing air, which is a purely Chinese aesthetic thing, and it is also a detail that ordinary people will not notice at all.
You can only "feel" this beauty, but you can't tell why.
The criticism and criticism of the audience have slowly disappeared, and those die-hard children in the United States and island countries have completely abandoned the question of "is this Chinese animation" and began to indulge in the world of the big screen in a daze.
The old factory director and Jiang Wenjun heard the little boy in the front row, his body maintaining the posture of leaning out of the seat, constantly laughing, exclaiming, and asking his mother the plot he didn't understand:
"Why did he fall into the water~" "Didn't this little monk fall and get injured?" "Why hasn't Sun Wukong come out yet?"
Adults would be upset if they were asked by a little furry boy in another movie, but no one in this theater minds.
Everyone is waiting for the appearance of the Monkey King and the return of the first big hero in their lives, just like that little child.
It wasn't until Jiang Liu'er on the screen gently unveiled the yellow paper talisman and released the wild monkey in everyone's mind, that all the adults couldn't wait to cheer with the little hairy children in the front row.
The moment the Great Sage who lost his mana jumped out of the mountain, even if it had been sealed and did not stir the heavens and the earth so much, even if he did not have his golden hoop stick and a battle suit. Despite this, when Sun Wukong just jumped from this tree to the top of that tree, a group of little children also sounded in the theater with the exclamation of "Wow~~~~."
Those adults were smiling and smug at them for their childhood: "Cut." It's really uninsightful. ”
There are also many people who quietly take off their 3D glasses, clean up the white fog on the lenses, and gently rub their eyes.
"Dad, why are you crying ......?" the child in the front row suddenly asked his father, who was rubbing his eyes, a little strange.
The father didn't speak, just shook his head, and couldn't say as if his chest was blocked by something, just watched Jiang Liu'er on the screen follow Sun Wukong and chanted:
"Monkey King, Sun Wukong, his body is like a dark iron, fiery eyes, immortality, and seventy-two changes, a somersault cloud, it is 108,000 miles. ”
The father whispered slowly to the child:
"When I was a child, my father, like Jiang Liu'er, always felt that I had a guardian spirit. I've never seen him, but I know he's always there, and when I'm in a bad mood or when I'm about to lose it, I tell myself that at least he's there for me, so I can't just give up.
That feeling has been with me for many years, and a lot of difficult moments, because it made me think that I was under the care of the gods all along.
It wasn't until I grew up and experienced some things that the feeling of being favored in my childhood gradually disappeared, and the world finally became what it should be.
I gradually lost my luck in doing things, because after falling so much, I finally knew that I was just a mortal, and even at the last moment, no one would come to save me;
It was then that I realized that the person I called my patron saint was slowly losing my senses.
In heaven and earth, I am the only one left......"
The father said this, raised his head, and looked at the monkey on the screen in a daze: "Today, he is finally back." ”
When the father said this, several young girls next to him were watching Sun Wukong fight with the stone god, constantly saying "so handsome~so handsome~"
The father looked at the returning monkey, but he seemed to be looking at his current self, and he also had a child like Jiang Liu'er by his side when he was young.
The young man who once thought he was omnipotent and unruly would eventually take on his own responsibilities, watching the children next to him laugh and laugh because of Zhu Bajie and the mountain demons.
Father's eyes were only staring at the monkey who had been suffering from a faint pain in his wrist and fighting against the mountain demon stone monster, watching him being beaten into the stone again and again, watching him being trampled under his feet, standing up again and again, continuing to bare his teeth and rush forward.
He is no longer just to parry and resist, no longer just to see uneven roads. He finally knew who he was fighting for and why. There is no shore to turn back, three-dimensional non-Buddha, he doesn't care, he only looks up to the sky, he only struggles from the ground with all his strength and rushes up.
There is no mana, no wishful golden sticks, no one who has a hundred and eight thousand miles, but he is still the monkey in his memory. (To be continued.) )
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