Chapter 120: Suzhou Creek
Just a few years ago, Rotterdam was a very small film festival.
In ninety-seven years, when Wang Xiaoshuai came here with "Extreme Cold" to brush up on experience, there were only about 50 people sitting at one time, and two shows were shown to him, adding up to more than 100 people, which is already a very good specification.
Lou Ye can be regarded as catching up with the good time for it to grow stronger, at least the number of people has increased several times. This year, there are more than 200 films and a total of 27 theaters, all of which are open. Each hall shows four or five times a day, so that each film can get at least three rounds of screenings, which is a perfect testing ground for new directors who are eager to fight the war.
The opening film is a Danish film with a very strange name, "Byebyeb Lu E Forced RD". Chu Qing still recognizes this kind of low-level English word, but sorry, he just understood the title.
This product is actually very boring, Berlin still has some Chinese-language movies that can rub the sense of home, but Rotterdam is completely like a different dimensional world, I can't understand it, let alone understand it.
He really paid for two games, and he found a random hall to get into, and he was defeated in less than half an hour.
The films here always associate themselves with "independence" and "reality", which of course does not reflect an elegant taste, but is often direct, blunt, rough, and extremely personal. It's not good-looking, especially for a vulgar coffee like Chu Qing.
"Suzhou Creek" was scheduled for the next day, a separate hall, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, and three days later, two consecutive screenings.
When Lou Ye got the booklet, he muttered and studied with Nai An for a long time, and listed the schedule of each movie. In the last comparison, I breathed a sigh of relief: the organizers are still very optimistic about this film.
Said he didn't want to win the prize. That's fake. Lou Dao is a proper literary and artistic youth, but he also knows that only by winning awards can he sell at a good price. With money, he can continue to be hypocritical.
Chu Qing naturally hopes that the movie can be affirmed, but the bigger expectation is to see what Lou Ye has been tossing for more than a year, and what kind of thing he has come up with.
On the 24th, fine.
Last night, I had an international call with my girlfriend, and my roommate sighed, and the two had an in-depth discussion on how to properly handle the relationship between men and women until the middle of the night.
In the morning, Chu Qing couldn't help but lie on the bed.
Lou Ye Xu was too excited. In good spirits, he rarely showed a little quick temper, unwilling to wait for him to brush his teeth and wash his face, and went out with Ney first.
Chu Qing combed his head carefully, put on the beads, and trotted to the theater. There was a poster at the door, very exquisitely made, he looked at Zhou Gongzi above and was stunned for a while, and then walked in.
Nai An and Lou Ye were chatting with a foreigner. When I saw him, I hurriedly beckoned.
"This is Mr. Gwen, who has been working here since the day the festival was born."
Ney An's introduction is very skillful, and she said that this foreigner is the film festival's filmmaker and planner. Chu Qing definitely didn't understand. But as soon as I said this, I immediately understood: Oh, the founding fathers. Big shot.
"Hello, I'm Chu Qing." He held out his hand. I don't know how to pronounce my name.
"Hi, nice to meet you. I enjoyed your performance very much. "Gwen is very cheerful, curly, and has a big mouth.
He is responsible for a lot of work, in addition to selecting films, he often appears at the screening of some Asian films, supporting them, introducing new directors before the screening, and hosting a Q&A session at the end.
After Chu Qing understood, he felt that he was close, and Chinese like to be enthusiastic hosts, and they also like those who are equally enthusiastic. Rotterdam, for example, gave him this feeling of being hospitalized.
A few people continued to chat, and he was mainly observant, occasionally looking at the audience entering the venue. As the screening time gets closer and closer, there are more and more people, accounting for nearly eighty percent of the field, and I can't help but be slightly surprised.
Ge Wen also felt that it was almost over, so he motioned to the staff to start, Lou Ye and Nai An looked a little nervous, and stood in front of the curtain a little stupidly.
Chu Qing was about to sneak into the seat, but was stopped by Ge Wen and said with a smile: "No, no, Chu, you are the hero, you have to stand here." ”
At this time, the headlights in front of the curtain turned on, hitting his body, and his roots were suddenly scorched by a burst of heat, and he scratched the back of his neck uncomfortably.
Gewen took the microphone, and after a brief opening, he introduced the three people one by one.
Chu Qing stood under the lamp, and he didn't know where to put his hand, so he had to bear it behind him, looking at the hundred and ten numbers opposite, the more unnatural it became. Yu Guang occasionally swept to Lou Ye next to him, the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch, so he lowered his head slightly and couldn't help laughing.
When introducing himself, he waved his hand stiffly, bowed, and shrank in his seat as if he was running for his life when the procedure was finished.
The lights were dim, but the screen was not lit up, and it was still dark.
The audience watched calmly and quietly, although it was only a day later, they had seen a lot of bizarre and bizarre movies, and this shooting technique was not inexplicable.
After a while, there was a small and fragmented sound from inside, very vague, and it was impossible to tell what it was. Immediately afterwards, Zhou Gongzi's low and hoarse voice slowly unveiled the story.
"If one day I'm gone, will you look for me?"
She said very softly and full of sadness, like a person in the dark, slowly burning a cigarette, and then rubbing his love memories.
"Yes."
"Will you keep looking?"
"Yes."
"Will you always find death?"
"Yes."
These few sentences of dialogue are very hanging.
Even though there are strings of bright English characters printed at the bottom of the curtain, which destroys the faint atmosphere of pretending to be deliberately created by Lou Ye, it still successfully attracts the attention of the audience.
The conversation ended, and the screen finally fluctuated.
Like a stone thrown into it, the ripples slowly lit up, becoming clearer and clearer, and it could be seen that it was a bubbling wave, and finally, a puddle of old green river water appeared.
The camera moves from the water to the old buildings on the shore that have been demolished into empty houses, from west to east, accompanied by eerie music, sweeping over towering chimneys, dull pedestrians, and mottled ferries...... The camera seems to be on the boat, slowly gliding, recording what it can see.
This is the beginning of Lou Ye's later running to the magic capital with the machine and deliberately making up the shot. Plus his self-aggrandizement. Sexy and magnetic narration, put that kind of decadence. Decay, sorrow. Hypocrisy, vividly displayed.
It can be said that the clips and images at the beginning of "Suzhou Creek", as well as the consciousness covered in the lens, have not been surpassed in China so far. At this moment, it was also very successful in shocking a group of foreigners.
Chu Qing was staying.
In fact, as soon as that hoarse voice came out, he froze. Thoughts flew back to the banks of the old green river, with the gray sky. Zhou Gongzi, who stepped on the boulder and wanted to catch the sun, and her little face with teardrops......
His situation is too bizarre, the interval between filming and release is too long, and some things have been forgotten. Watching "Xiao Wu" is, watching "Suzhou Creek" is also, but it is more, like a memory of yourself and those around you.
The camera begins to shake irregularly, advancing the plot from a first-person main perspective. This method still made the audience feel something fresh.
The photographer, that is, me, wanders in the city, just as confused and indifferent as it. There are days. I met a bar owner who wanted me to help him shoot a few mermaid shots in order to solicit business.
Is there any mermaid in this world?
I. But I saw it.
"Night on the sea, night on the sea. You're a city that never sleeps......"
The song sounded softly and softly, wrapped in neon glittering night. Zhou Gongzi painted eye makeup. Chewing gum, the camera shook violently, and patted her side face without any scruples, the front, shaking her extraordinarily beautifully, and even dazzling.
With one hand, around her neck, she fed the cigarette in her mouth, took a puff, and then, gently exhaled a smoke ring.
The camera zooms out suddenly, expanding her whole body, emerald green short skirt, black stockings, and fairy-like bloom on the street at midnight.
"Heh......"
Chu Qing looked at it, suddenly raised his arm, put his hand against his forehead, and chuckled.
"What's wrong?" Next to him, Lou Ye asked.
He didn't speak, he just couldn't stop laughing.
Because just now, he was now, his heart was actually pounding, which surprised him and made him very funny.
Chu Qing still remembers that when he was filming this scene, he was watching from the side, watching the emerald green short skirt dancing at will in front of his eyes.
Why, his heart was pounding......
Well, he admits that maybe in the play, maybe outside the play, there was a moment when he really fell in love with her.
It's been a long time, but this damn movie has made him relive the feeling of that time.
That's why I found it funny.
When filming, it is filmed according to the director's intentions, the logic is chaotic, and the plot is not connected, which is different from the cut out of the film. Chu Qing, like the audience, has great interest and expectations for this story.
Lou Ye's narration is still telling coldly:
"Every time Meimei drinks too much on the balcony, she asks me if I will go to her like a motor if she is really gone one day."
"I asked who the motor was, and she said it was a madman who lived nearby. Every day on an old motorcycle past my balcony, he was looking for a girl he used to love. ”
Although "Suzhou Creek" is a two-line structure, Lou Ye's shooting is not complicated, and the narration is used to clearly divide the story nodes. This method is a bit rough and superficial, but it is clear to the viewer.
The picture suddenly changed from decadence to brightness, Peony wore a bright red tracksuit, walked out of the wooden door, and her little face was as pure as the lake water in the moonlight.
She asked the motor worriedly, "Where do you want me to sit?" ”
Chu Qing looked at the small hard hat on his head, his chin was deformed, and he couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
There are several scenes of the two riding motorcycles together, she always lies behind him, and she can't see it when she shoots, but it is really real at this time.
Zhou Gongzi's eyes actually deviated from the camera, staring at him all the time, the little face was blurred by the headlights, and the night passed by, as if he was being carried anywhere, and he didn't care.
Chu Qing's heart twitched, and the light and shadow on the screen flew scattered in his eyes, passing in a hurry.
They galloped in the night, stretched out their arms by the river, flew childlikely, drank vodka with bison grass together, watched a football game together in a bar, and the girls never laughed so happily.
"Two people who had never known each other before sat together, and then, then, of course, love."
As soon as this sentence came out, the audience finally reacted, gently and slowly overflowing.
In just twenty minutes, everyone has already fallen in love with the movie. (To be continued!)
ps: Damn, after dozens of chapters, I can finally use this as a title
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