Chapter 653: It's Hard to Paint the Heart (Part I)
On the 20th, fine.
This is the top theater in Beijing, all the configurations are five-star, and the roadshow of "Painted Skin" starts here, and then spreads to the whole country.
According to the regulations, work at 9:20 and the first screening at 9:40. However, today's situation is special, and the experienced old employees have arrived in advance and are ready to pick up customers in an orderly manner.
"Click!"
With the sound of footsteps, a young girl ran out of the elevator and slammed again, apparently frightened by the waiting crowd.
She struggled to squeeze through the crowd, and when she arrived at the dressing room, she gasped while changing her clothes: "It's too exaggerated, it's only nine o'clock!" ”
"This weekend, you won't allow anyone to fall in love without an appointment?"
The colleague complained next to him, dragged him over again, and instructed: "Hey, don't go to the reception room for a while, I don't care if someone holds me down." ”
The girl blinked and whispered, "Ah, you mean ......"
"Well, it's inside!" The colleague pointed over there.
Generally, fans meet after the screening, but the trio's style is more capricious, and they want to sneakily watch it with everyone.
Since "If You Are Honest, Do Not Disturb" has been released, Huayi's restrictions on Zhou Xun are not so strict. So, the three of them ran to the theater early and were chatting and talking inside.
"Hey, how many years do you have left on your contract?" Fan Xiaoye clicked on the melon seeds and asked casually.
"It seems like the beginning of the decade." Zhou Gongzi really ignored mundane affairs, and he was not sure.
"Hurry up and fly solo, what kind of place Huayi, open your own studio, what do you want to do!"
She looked like a person who had come over, stabbed her husband again, and asked, "Hey, what do you think?" ”
Chu Qing was leaning on the sofa to recuperate, closed his eyes and responded: "People have their own plans." What the are you doing? ”
"Hey, my temper tantrum!"
Fan Xiaoye spit out the melon seed shell and said, "Do you believe that I signed her?" ”
Without waiting for her husband to answer, she quickly turned her head and showed her attitude upside down: "Don't go to your heart, I'm joking!" ”
"Well, I didn't take it to heart." Zhou Gongzi pursed his lips.
Soon it was 9:35 a.m., the audience checked in and entered, and the hall of hundreds of people sat ninety out of nine. When the lights dimmed, the three guys slipped in. I took a stand in the last row.
The next seat is a girl, and I think these three people are very neurotic, but when I look closely, I open my mouth and want to scream.
"Shh
Fan Xiaoye was quick, covered her mouth, and said close to someone's ear: "Don't make a sound!" ”
"Uh-huh!"
The girl's excited head was empty, and then she was so ashamed that her whole body was hot.
Chu Qingte watched his daughter-in-law flirting with her sister speechlessly, so she had to forcibly ignore it and wait for the movie to start.
……
Saying. Since Yuan Baye's invention of bullet time, the action scenes of domestic costume dramas have become slow-motion dramas, followed by frenzied cutting and abuse.
Especially in the opening part, it is a description: it is a good distant mountain. Whizz to bring you closer, fixed on the face of the protagonist's dead man, and swoop to cut to another vista, all kinds of flying thunder god techniques.
And this egg-sore picture transition. It is called by countless directors who are not four or six: Sharp! What's worse is that they are afraid that you won't be able to see your sharpness, and they often match it with a "whoosh" sound effect.
So hey. Why does it always say that Xu Ke's works are ugly and there is a limit, because his aesthetics are normal, his technique is smooth, and he never swishs.
For example, at the beginning of "Painted Skin", it is a progressive presentation, from ink, to purple, to blue, to white, and then to colorful light, finally revealing a corner of the pavilion and spring rain like smoke.
There were people in the pavilion, and there was wine on the table, but it was a few young people who were drinking couplets. I saw a humanitarian: "In Qing'e's painting fan, the spring tree is tulips." ”
"It's the right time, it's the right place!"
The scholar at the head nodded, and everyone sat down, but he was the only one standing, who seemed to be the one who commanded the order.
"Peach blossoms in spring, mandarin ducks on the water." The other laughed.
"A vulgar bone, punishment!" The scholar stretched out his hand a little, and the man was not pretentious, and raised his glass and drank it all. Seeing this, the scholar laughed and said, "Brother Wang, it's your turn!" ”
As soon as the camera fell, it stopped on Wang Sheng, he paused, and chanted: "Xiaohan is still deceitful, and the spring is slender and comes to the willow first." ”
"Your sentence is not over, it is not appropriate, it is not appropriate, punished!" The scholar found fault.
Wang Sheng didn't argue, he raised his glass to his lips, but a person beside him suddenly stopped him, and said with a smile: "Hey, it's too boring to always punish wine, Brother Wang has always been free and unrestrained, can you dare to respond to a lottery?" ”
"But it doesn't hurt to say it." He laughed.
"There is a lonely mountain a few miles away, and there is a strange flower, which is said to be rare in the world. If Brother Wang can pick it up for us, the version of "Splendid Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers" that the younger brother has hidden is willing to be presented with both hands. ”
"Buzz!"
Seeing this, there was a slight discussion at the bottom, although those lines are not classical Chinese, but they are not the same as common words. At first, it was a little awkward, but after listening to it for a long time, I felt that it was quite in line with the temperament of the film.
And according to the current point of view, Chu Qing's ancient costume is still passable, of course, the audience is slightly disappointed, because the protagonist's character is mediocre, and there seems to be no bright spots.
That Wang Sheng accepted the gambling contract and went into the mountain alone, and unlike other literati, he actually carried a long sword. The path of the mountains was slippery and translucent, the rain wrapped around the branches and leaves, and the broken spirits whispered in the forest.
After walking for a while, the path disappeared, and he went around several giant trees, and suddenly there was a light in front of him: the ten thousand trees were overcast, covering the sky in layers, and the sound of rain gradually disappeared, but it seemed to disperse. Flowers and earth spread out in a mess, forming a claustrophobic valley, and the stream flowed between the stones, thinly coated with a soft light.
Wang Sheng stopped, looked at the cave sky quietly, and smiled.
"Phew!"
With this smile, the hearts of the whole audience trembled twice, and he was like a step out of the red dust, with a green shirt and a lonely walk outside the world.
“……”
Zhou Gongzi on the left and Fan Xiaoye on the right couldn't help biting their lips. The first time they saw the film, they really didn't expect that man to be so detached.
Wang Sheng traveled to the depths of the mountains and forests and found a dilapidated ancient temple, which was full of broken wells and ruins, and only the central treasure hall and a side hall were barely supported.
He entered the main hall, and the ground was covered with dust, and a mottled Buddha dwelled on a lotus pedestal, still ignoring all living beings. The best thing this shot is a mid-shot profile: the Buddha is looking at him, he is looking at the Buddha, his body is tall and straight, and he has no intention of bowing.
Later, he went out of the main hall and was about to leave, when he suddenly felt a flash of white light in the side hall, so he held his sword in his hand and slowly pushed open the wooden door. I saw that on the shrine, there was a snow-white fox sleeping, with its clear hair and delicate expression, which made people feel bright and beautiful.
"Choke!"
Wang Sheng returned the sword into the sheath, bowed again, and said: "I broke into here by mistake, I didn't mean to offend, please forgive me!" ”
As he spoke, he stepped back step by step, until he stepped through the wooden door, and then turned and walked forward.
"Tsk, that's kind of interesting!"
Tan Fei sat underneath, muttering while recording. This time, he could confiscate the gifts and come over voluntarily to cheer.
To be honest, "Painted Skin" lasted for about ten minutes, and there was nothing amazing. But from Chu Qing's smile, an atmosphere was suddenly formed, which made the audience unconsciously indulge in it.
Wang Sheng worships the fox, not the Buddha, everyone can say the reason. In Tan Fei's view, it is very, very simple: the Buddha is a clay fetus made of human beings, and he is disrespectful; The fox is the spirit of heaven and earth, he respects.
At this moment, Wang Sheng's character and worldview stood up in an instant.
……
"Damn, this fox is a special effect, right?"
"I think it's true, if the special effects are too awesome!"
"How can there be such a beautiful fox, obviously done!"
The appearance of the white fox immediately caused a lot of whispers. Xu Ke's talent as a great demon king was not given for nothing, and every penny was spent on the blade.
Regardless of the audience's brain holes, according to the traditional routine, at this time, the white fox should open his eyes, and then the Wumao special effects appeared, and he became a big girl: "Xiao Smash, you successfully aroused my interest!" ”
But Xu Ke didn't, and after a short appearance, the fox disappeared completely. Then Wang Sheng High School, married Pei Rong, Rende Qingzhi County, after the flood, he went to the disaster relief in person, and met Xiao Wei on the way back.
The stone street in Nanxun will make people feel intoxicated in the rain.
Qingya was holding an umbrella in the back, and Pei Rong was standing in front of the door, dressed in a moon-white collar placket, with two big sleeves like hugging the moon in her arms, a gentle and dignified housemother.
She was waiting for the fair return, and the man was back, but with another one.
"How's the trip?"
"The people have been settled, and the disaster relief money from the state capital will arrive in two months."
"Oh, that's good."
Pei Rong smiled, and then looked at Xiao Wei who was riding on the horse, and the two women looked at each other, mixed with temptation, speculation, provocation, and an innate sense of tearing.
"Hah!"
Nearly half of the audience laughed, this is the first time that they are in the same frame, which is called sour! And it seems that in order to satisfy everyone, the three goods have started a cohabitation life without shame.
It is said that one of the dead holes of commercial films is that there is no conflict, and there are no ups and downs without conflict, and there is no emotional outburst. This is the case in the first half of "Painted Skin", the rhythm is very gentle, and it is always playing the daily life of three people.
But the audience didn't complain, because it's this kind of daily life!
They were boating at the end of summer, and Wang Sheng pointed to the lotus pond and talked highly. Xiao Wei raised the corner of his mouth on the opposite side, like a blood-red rouge, full of lust and lust.
They frolicked in the study, and the two girls chased and hid, grabbed and retreated, and circled around the room in pieces. Pei Rong was in a hurry, so she pretended to be angry, Xiao Wei hurriedly coaxed her, who knew that she took the opportunity to snatch the spring * palace map and tore it up.
They admired the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, drank osmanthus wine, Pei Rong pretended to be drunk, and Xiao Wei also pretended to be drunk. Wang Sheng didn't know which one to support, so he had to sit at the table and watch them, the courtyard was deep, and the moonlight was like water.
……
The audience stared at the silly music on the screen, although they didn't know what they were having fun with.
Those three guys are like three poisons, and they are hooked together, so that everyone will die here willingly. (To be continued.) )