"How would you define travel?"

"I travel for six months a year, I'm going from New York to Washington, from Mumbai to Singapore, from Rio de Janeiro to Reykjavik -- and when it comes to this trip, it's really interesting, one year I saw the Northern Lights in Reykjavik, and then I got on a plane, and I flew for more than 40 hours, I made three transfers, and each time I took off a piece of clothing, and when I was standing at the airport in Galeon, I was still sweating hot, so I put down my suitcase, took off the last shirt, bought a floral shirt in the airport store, A pair of flip-flops, I tied my shoes around my neck, and boarded the taxi to the hotel, and when I arrived, the doorman of Hilton was very frightened, and he said, Mr. Mantos, I was almost about to call the security guard-"

Jenny put down the script and glanced at Salvi, "Really? ”

Salvi shrugged, "I don't know, I haven't been to Rio de Janeiro – we can get a Brazilian expert to guide this line, in my mind, Rio de Janeiro is so dangerous." ”

Jenny laughed, and she continued to read aloud, "Every year I use the miles I accumulate to redeem two first-class tickets from New York to Los Angeles for two nights at the Hilton Hotel in Palm Springs, my wife and I drop off our kids at our brother's house, board a plane and go to our two-person world, we call it a 'marriage spa,' and Pepa and I — really? Salvi? Mantos? Pepa? Why not just call Coke? In this way, the chemistry between the two will definitely be stronger. ”

"If you scroll down, you'll see that the heroine is indeed called Coke." Salvi said, laughing so hard that he almost knocked over the windbreak lamp in the tent, "Keep reading, read, Ben, Amanda, Lisa, what do these names have to do with that?" The focus is on the imagery conveyed by the script, the feeling it gives you. ”

"Pepa and I were in the hotel room, rolling naked and doing. Love, in my memory, when we were young we could do it for 24 hours and then 24 hours, but you know, the years don't forgive, but anyway, Pepa and I go to the Hilton of Palm Springs every year, and I think it's called travel -- it has all the elements of travel, a perfect, luxurious start, and it's full of endless imagination, but you quickly realize that things aren't perfect, and the flight from Los Angeles back to New York is often the lowest emotional ebb. Pepa would burst into tears in her economy seat, and you could only sit and stare at her, realizing that you couldn't help her. ”

"Every year for more than a month, I spend time in traffic, I take planes, trains, buses, ships, I ride horses, I walk on country roads, my brother asks me for the food in London, the hotel code in Beijing, when I take out my suitcase and start packing, Pepa stands by and watches silently, at first she tries to stuff something, but then she just looks like that, her eyes are red-edged, she looks like she has just cried, and we have to endure it all the time - until the sound of a baby crying outside the door, Then Pepa would turn around and walk out, and that was our farewell. ”

"I don't want to go home when I'm out there, and as the journey draws to a close, the desperation grows stronger, and sometimes I wish I could cry like a child on the bus as Pepa doesn't care about other people's eyes, but I can't."

"That's exactly the problem."

"When I saw it, I was in Southampton, and I thought it was my hallucination – an Indian white camel on the outskirts of Southampton, and I thought I had drunk too much last night, but it just appeared, and it stood there, looking at me like an old friend, and in the traffic to the pitch, the cow only saw me, and I was the only one who saw the cow."

"I got out of the car, climbed over the fence, almost hit the ground, and I followed it into the wilderness, wearing a suit, stumbling, and my shoes were splashed with mud."

Jenny closed the script, closed her eyes and meditated on the image—it must have been cold, the weather was almost always cold in relation to England, and on a gloomy evening, a somewhat pompous philistine—a low-middle-class man who was materialistic and vain, but limited in his ability, could only be subservient to the elegant middle class, and could even be said to be aloof, and could not stand it, suddenly stepped out of his rented car, gave up his ticket to the upcoming Premier League, and chased the white camel into the jungle -

"Do you want me to read it?" She asked, "Wouldn't it feel better to have Hiss read it?" ”

"Essentially, Coke is also a part of Mantos' ego," Salvi replied, "and I want you to read it more, I think it feels more like that." ”

"Yes, that would give the film a tension and suspense from the beginning - is it Peppa's voice that reads aloud? She had read her husband's notes from the beginning? Did she realize her husband's resentment and alienation from her? Jenny thought for a moment and nodded approvingly, she opened the script and tried to read on, but Salvi stopped her, who took the text directly from her hand and stuffed it into her backpack.

"Hey!" She cried out in protest.

"You've seen enough today," Salvi said, "you've learned about the first half of Mantos' life, what do you think is his biggest problem?" What was the source of his unhappiness? ”

"I think it's because ...... I guess he doesn't know what he wants - or he does, but he just can't change it. Jenny said, "Is it because of his profession that he and Peppa's lives are in trouble?" They can't always climb to the higher ranks, they can't have a better income, they can't face their incompetence? But Mantos didn't even have the courage to leave Pepa, and perhaps that was his problem, he was too cowardly to solve the problem, and he was fascinated by this kind of traveling around the world - but he liked not the pleasures of travel, but the vain, well-informed feeling, that he was a ...... People who live in the eyes of others. ”

She kind of understood, "It's like our life, isn't it?" It's all in the attention of others, so this side of Mantos doesn't take much experience - and you think Heath and I need to experience what it's like to be in a fantasy world? That feeling of going back to the basics and letting your intuition take control? ”

The doors on both sides of the tent were opened, and the cool night breeze blew, Salvi put his feet out of the tent, his hair was messy after a long day's walking, making him look a little more dull than usual, "Don't you need it?" ”

Jenny had to admit, "We really needed it. ”

She climbed to the other side of the tent and poked her head out to look at the starry sky, "Strangely, although you can see such a sky in Malibu, and you can still be isolated, the feeling is still different, as if you really need to find the true life through this ritual - to explore the mysteries of your heart through austerity." ”

Salvi snorted, "So, what did you find?" ”

"I don't know yet," said Jenny, spreading her hands, "maybe I'm like Mantos, obsessed with that vanity, and don't know what I really want—and the only difference is that I don't look like him, and I don't have my own fantasy journey to help me figure it out." ”

"That's the beauty of movies, isn't it? Poetically condenses life, removing all the repetition and hesitation and confusion," Salvi said, "giving people the illusion of beauty, as if everyone can find meaning in life, even though it is clearly not." ”

Jenny nodded, and she sat cross-legged at the door of the tent, looking out at the cliffs not far away—this was Salvi's camp spot for the night, and they had been walking along Yosemite for three days, soaking up the scenery during the day, barely talking, and at night, reading scripts and chatting with the same casualness. "Do you think it's sad for us to live like this? Salvi? Is this kind of life that lives in the eyes of others as pitiful as Mantos in your eyes? ”

"I think it depends on whether you're satisfied and happy." Salvi spread his hands, "For Mantos, he's not satisfied, he's not happy, so it's sad." And you don't need to agree with that, you just need to be able to appreciate the kind of life that Mantos really aspires to, to understand its beauty - to have captured this, to have experienced it for a moment—"

“…… Yes," said Jenny slowly, after a moment of silence, remembering how she felt doing sit-ups in the treehouse: sweating profusely, exhausted and thinking of nothing, going down the stairs, following the path to the stream, walking all the way off, sinking into the stream in the public realm, squatting on the rocks and splashing water on herself. She didn't think that if there were reporters, there were stalkers, there were clandestine shots - at that moment all doubts were gone, and only instinctive choices were left in life, her desires for herself. Be completely honest, take whatever she wants, it's as simple as that, no worries, no calculations, no repression of the ego, defense against the outside world - "I understand the beauty of it." ”

"Then that's enough for you to play Coke," Salvi said, "after all, you're a great experiential actor, and all I need is for you to really experience that feeling—when I see you standing there with your legs spread across your legs and cutting meat, with soot on your face—and you suddenly appear in the distance, and you don't take a defensive step back, but start yelling at me, I know you're ready." ”

Jenny couldn't help but touch her face, and she laughed, "So this is Coke's girlhood, isn't it?" Together with Mantos, she was materialized by life, but in old age, she also regained her purity with Mantos. Cola's metamorphosis, and the fact that she can fall in love with Mantos at every stage of the transformation, is the process by which Mantos accepts himself. ”

"Yes, yes, yes," Salvi said repeatedly, finally with a rare look of appreciation, "I think you've fully grasped the essence of Coke - and now, we can really start performing." ”

Relying on her being in the shadows, Jenny couldn't help but smile faintly smug: this is the most uncertain one in her previous acting experience, and it is also the one when Goldfinger is completely useless, the acting space must simulate filming, and it must have a script that has been written, so that the time difference can be used to rehearse, but Salvi has never given her the script - he has to examine Jenny first, whether he can be a little more clever with him, and find the feeling of the movie together, without any words to describe it, no background story, no guidance, Not even an empathetic experience with a similar character, she was completely relying on her own understanding to figure out the state of mind of Coke, chasing the indescribable mystery - and it was because it was such a test of talent, and the pure joy and sense of accomplishment when she finally convinced Salvi......

Salvi hummed an unknown tune, stilting Erlang's legs in the corner of the tent, flipping through the script with a windproof lamp, and Jenny looked at the moon outside the door like a dream, enjoying the emotional connection with Coke, she felt a vague face, slowly 'born' in the bottom of her heart, as if she was an old friend for many years, her life passed slowly in Jenny's overlook, she was indescribable, but she knew everything about her, only through her performance, can she bring 'her' to everyone, put ' Her story is told to all.

"You know what?" "This is the third character that I need to play with my whole heart -- Karen, Monroe and Coke, Karen is catharsis and Monroe is ...... Self-destructive, and Coke is different from them - Coke is a healing feeling, a character who brings positive energy......"

She shook her head and denied herself, "No, it should be said that playing her is a comfortable, self-liberating process, and the performance itself is a reward and reward, this is a role that can inspire you, and it may be a solution to your life, at least it represents a direction......"

"I hope the production company will get ready soon, and when I go back to Los Angeles to prepare for 'Codename Shero,' there will definitely be a small part of me who will stay in Yosemite, eagerly waiting to be part of the role again: maybe you won't choose to live this simple life after all, but this role can fulfill a possibility, a choice......

Thinking of the big dream, thinking of Cesare, thinking of the summit she didn't have time to go to, thinking of everything she left behind in Los Angeles, Jenny sighed and said softly, "Although, maybe you will never choose to live so simply, you can't deny that it is indeed a very fascinating choice." ”

"Why can't you live so simply?" Salvi asked.

"The answer is obvious," said Jenny, laughing, "because the world is not that simple. ”

Salvi stopped flipping through and looked away at Jenny, who seemed to come to life in that moment, and looked at Jenny through the scattered white light.

"Yes," he said, understanding and sympathetic, "and that's what we love about movies, and in this condensed part of life, everything can be so easy." ”

Filling in the regrets, exploring the possibilities, and entering the identity of another person, Jenny thought, she was a little dizzy and out of breath, like a child suddenly picking up a kaleidoscope - even she didn't expect that after Karen and Monroe, she would fully feel the charm of acting, the charm of the movie, in a less negative role, it all became so fun -

Now, she can tell Cesare out loud that she loves acting, not only because it makes her feel her talent and the joy of being recognized, but also because the act itself has nothing to do with awards, box office, or audience recognition, and that the act itself has a complete meaning to her.

Suddenly, she understood Meryl's head—and she now understood Meryl's concern—that her side hustle was a bit too much for a pure actress.

The author has something to say: ...... I actually caught up!