Chapter 571: Ken
Morning light, windy.
Master Liu was very drunk, but he woke up early, closed his eyes and felt the darkness dissipate, and there were more colorful spots of light beating. She knew it was time for her to get up.
There was no one around, there was a sound of sizzling frying oil outside the door, the thin sweater on his body had been deformed after a night of ravage, and the legs wrapped in jeans were also tight and stiff.
"Uh......"
She groaned uncomfortably, took off her sweater, and prepared to iron it later.
The two girls often stay overnight with each other, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about, Liu Dududu wore a small vest and walked out of the bedroom.
Zhao Liying was making breakfast in the kitchen, cooking in oil, skillful, and said when she heard the footsteps: "Wake up?" Wash your hands and eat. β
"What are you doing?"
"Scrambled eggs."
"Scrambled eggs again?" She grimaced her little face.
"You don't eat that, what do you want me to do?" The buns are not cool either.
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Master Liu choked suddenly, knowing that he was super difficult yesterday, and he didn't dare to touch his moldy head, so he obediently went to wash.
Breakfast is very simple, four flower rolls, a small pot of white porridge, a plate of scrambled eggs with green onions, and a plate of shredded mustard mixed by yourself. She felt uncomfortable in her stomach, and it was just right to drink some porridge, and this girl had a weak heart, so she ate all kinds of food without making a sound.
But Baozi wouldn't let her go, and asked, "Hey, do you still remember what you said yesterday?" β
"I've drunk a fragment, I didn't say anything nasty, did I?" She looks so innocent.
"Don't pretend!"
Zhao Liying glared and said seriously: "Now you haven't drunk too much, we have to talk about it." β
"Oh."
Liu Du held the bowl and pretended to be an ostrich.
Baozi suddenly became angry and said, "What about your ability yesterday, will you know that you are afraid?" Who ran up behind me yesterday and said I wanted to ......"
"Hey!"
She hurriedly interrupted and said, "You can just let me talk crazy things." β
"I don't care what you say. I just want to ask you, what do you want to do? β
"I don't know." She bowed her head again.
"I don't know what it is?"
Baozi immediately fried his hair and said: "You didn't do this from the beginning, the teacher has a family and a job, and then you are playing teacher-student love here?" Oh, no, you're called a crush. But the crush doesn't work, you won't be able to achieve anything at all, if you let the soldier sister find out, we will both die! β
"This. It's none ...... business," she said weakly.
"Who believes it? We're so good! β
Zhao Liying was young after all, and she almost said what she thought in her heart: she was certainly worried about her good friends, but she was also afraid that she would be implicated and lose the acting opportunities that were easy to get.
Blocked, hidden, you can't turn over for the rest of your life! Tsk, you can't say that the little girl is selfish, after all, it's human nature.
And Master Liu bit his lip and stared at the porcelain bowl motionlessly. It wasn't until the porridge inside became solidified that he said, "I really don't know what to do, I can't help but think." Yesterday I did feel a little wrong. But don't worry, I won't cause trouble to others in the future, and I won't give ...... Trouble him. β
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Look at the other party's pitiful children, Zhao Liying is also messy. I had to clip her with chopsticks and eggs, and said, "Okay, okay, eat." β
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"Killers Have No Holidays" is about fatalism. Since it is called fatalism, there must be a lot of contingencies. This thing is a great test of the screenwriter's skills, and if you don't pay attention to it, there will be bugs.
For example, Ken asked Ray to leave and find a random city to live.
He was already on the train, but halfway through he was confronted by the police (he had beaten a Canadian tourist at a bar) and was escorted back to Bruges.
The heroine bailed him out, and the two suddenly entered Qiong Yao mode, kissing me at the open-air stall under the bell tower.
When Chu Qing read the script, he felt that this plot was inexplicable: Lei did not go to Ken for the first time, or escape by train again, but started a date!
Come on! The boss wants to kill you, and the brother risks dying to intercede for you, are you still in the mood to date?
MacDonald explained to him that this was a reflection of the impermanence of fate, the unpredictable nature of the world, and the inevitability of cause and effect...... Hehe, let's play with eggs, this is called brain damage!
In the next part, Harry was moved by Ken's confession and decided to give up the chase and walked down the clock tower with him in his arms. As a result, a horse boy spotted Ray and secretly ran up to report the news, and Harry thought he was willing to deceive himself, so he was going to shoot him.
In the scramble, Ken is hit by a bullet while Harry goes after Ray.
This scene takes place on the staircase, but the steps of the bell tower are too narrow to be performed. The crew set up two sets of interior scenes, one on the left side of the staircase and one on the right side, so that different angles could be filmed.
The content is relatively simple, and the performance is also in place, but at the end of the filming, it took 23 NG to pass.
Chu Qing placed a blood bag on his left cheek, which was always imperfect, either covered in mush, sprayed into Ralph's eyes, or directly splattered with blood.
And every time he failed, he had to wash his face and start over, and he was in trouble to death. After tossing for most of the day, he finally achieved the effect of "banging and blurring half of his face" that MacDonald wanted.
In the afternoon, the studio.
Chu Qing was surrounded by three makeup artists, one on his legs and two on his face.
He felt a sticky and sweet thing, brushing layer after layer on his cheeks, and couldn't help asking, "Dude, what is this?" β
"Ketchup, plus a little bit of Hollywood secrets." The dude laughed.
"Hollywood's secret ingredient? How many years has this thing been around? β
"When my father was working on the crew of "The Shining", he smeared this on those two little girls."
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He nodded, okay, your whole family is awesome!
After a while, after finishing his makeup, he quickly fell down the stairs again. The machine lights were in place, and the director shouted: "ACTION!" β
I saw Chu Qing pick up his gun and turn around with difficulty, because of the pain, it seemed that every muscle was cracking and trembling. He held the dark brown wooden ladder in his left hand, dragging his bulky body up and down, then switching to his right hand to support it, and so on and so forth.
The camera is only a foot away from his eyes, and it clearly and unreservedly records the pain and determination.
This scene is similar to "Tengu", but the inner structure is much simpler: the dog thinks between violence and crime, which is more philosophical; Ken was just going to climb up and give Ray a message.
So he was like throwing off eight hundred pounds of weight-bearing iron. No half-dime pressure.
"Click!"
MacDonald shouted, "GOOD, get ready!" β
After the words fell, Chu Qing stood up and ran to another interior scene.
The crew captured part of the bell tower: dusty brick walls, medieval-style windows, about 1.4 meters above the ground, which looked like a small house.
Ken climbed up tiredly, only to find that it was foggy and there was no one in sight. So he jumped. Use your life to warn of thunder.
MacDonald looked very serious, confirmed the lights and camera position again and again, and then dragged Chu Qing Balabala: This is our highlight, buddy, you have to be serious, don't let your temperament come.
He still feels quite wronged, which one am I not serious?
"You're so willful!"
The onlookers Ralph and Farrell complained in unison, okay......
The crew quickly OK, Chu Qing bowed down and the cat was inside, and the camera rack was outside.
βACTIONοΌβ
The voice fell. The camera immediately pinned to a blood-stained palm, which was wide and slightly thick, clinging to the window edge.
The next second. Chu Qing held a gun in his right hand, like a warrior who traveled thousands of miles, looking at it with condescending.
Foggy scenes require post-production special effects, which of course are not available at this time. And a fat man with a bloody face poked behind the 1.4-meter window. There is a very unkind sense of joy, and when I look at it coldly, I think it is the conductor of the haunted house.
But actors!
First of all, you have to believe it, if even you think it's funny. That's a fart.
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I saw his face, which instantly transformed into a complicated expression of absurdity mixed with helplessness, and then grinned.
"Huh!"
He smiled and wiped the corners of his eyes, blood staining his eyebrows.
Then, Chu Qing tried his best to stand up and put the gun into his arms, as if he was blown by the wind, and in the rapid blinking of his eyes, he was full of nostalgia.
Ken died for Ray, and he didn't show much greatness and tragedy, it was just an ordinary person's choice. Therefore, he also made no secret of his vulnerability and reluctance.
Chu Qing first took out a few coins and threw them down one by one so as not to injure the tourists by mistake. Immediately, he climbed up to the windowsill in a very ugly way, and was about to fall......
"Click! Click! β
MacDonald waved his hand again and again, and shouted, "Chu, what are you doing?" β
"I'm going to go down!"
"You're not telling me that you want to be like a dead pig and fall down so ugly?" The other party's emotions were a little fierce.
"Or else?" He was also strange.
"You should do that!"
MacDonald really attached great importance to this scene, and actually climbed up to the window and personally instructed: "Stand up straight, button up your suit, and take a ......step forward like a real gentleman."
"Boom!"
He jumped to the ground.
Chu Qing looked funny, waved his hand, and said, "Martin, if a person is shot in the leg, he can't stand so straight." And it's 83 meters high, and it's hard for him to stand on it. What's more, he had climbed the stairs for so long, and normal people would have long been bleeding heavily and causing a coma, and I even considered whether to faint directly. β
βNOοΌ NOοΌ β
MacDonald shook his head desperately and said, "Chu, don't be sophistry! β
"I'm talking about logic!"
As he spoke, he stepped on the window and said, "That's how you just jumped." β
"Boom!"
He jumped straight down, leaned over and lay on the ground, and said, "But Ken landed like this, why did you fall sideways when you jumped down vertically?" And the leg hasn't broken yet? β
Without waiting for the other party to pick up, the thing continued to frantically pick and choose: "So I rolled down on my side like I did just now, it is possible to achieve the landing position you wanted." Martin, this is logic, not sophistry, we are not filming Spider-Man. β
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The whole audience hurts like a dead father, I've seen a top director, but I've never seen such a top, it's just popping.
And after half a ring, someone asked weakly: "But, Ken is not perfect like this?" β
βWHYοΌβ
Chu Qing turned around abruptly and sprayed like a cannon: "Why isn't Ken perfect?" He was originally an ordinary person, but he just happened to do the killer business. He respected Harry, loved Ray, loved art and ancient architecture, he had a heartfelt affection for his wife, he was sad about the killing, and he had more emotions than many people. He's already done this, and because he's not handsome when he dies, he's not perfect? β
"Chu!"
McDonald, who became a passerby, finally broke out, and said word by word in an unprecedented tone and attitude: "I'm the director, OK?" β
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Chu Qing shrugged his shoulders, he didn't want to challenge the director's authority, he was just used to it.
Since the other party didn't accept it, he pulled it down, so he apologized in time: "Martin, I may be a little excited, sorry, let's continue?" β
They were given the steps, and MacDonald borrowed the slope to go down and said, "OK, let's continue." β
The audience breathed a sigh of relief, chattered and chattered for a long time, and the crew resumed filming:
βACTIONοΌβ
Chu Qing stood straight at the window, his suit was smoothed, and the three buttons in a single row were only buttoned in the middle. He stared at the lacquered night, as if saying goodbye to everything, and finally straightened his tie and took a stride forward......
This is Ken's most colorful chapter, the mature and honest and even a little clumsy fat man, at this moment:
"Bang!"
Fragmented.
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Night, hotel.
After Chu Qing washed up, he was lying on the bed watching TV, when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door:
"Chu, it's me, Martin."
He ran over to open the door and wondered, "Is there something wrong with this night?" β
"Well, I think we should talk."
"Oh, please come in."
He stepped aside and asked, "Do you want tea?" β
"No thanks, I've heard that thing isn't good for sleep."
MacDonald looked around a little and couldn't help but praise: "Chu, this is the cleanest actor room I've ever seen." β
"Ha, because I have too little stuff."
The two sat opposite each other, and after a pause, MacDonald spoke: "I hope you don't mind the day's things, you know, I'm not targeting ......"
"Oh, you don't have to apologize, I went too far."
Chu Qing took a look, and thought it was something serious.
"No, no, you make a lot of sense, except for horror movies and superhero movies, it makes sense everywhere. It's just a little bit in conflict with the picture I envisioned, so in the last few days, I hope you can be the same as before, and don't be tied up hand and foot. "The other party is very sincere.
"Don't worry, I can't fix this problem." He couldn't help but laugh.
MacDonald also asked curiously: "Chu, you have made so many movies before, is every one of them like this?" β
"Well, I guess it started with 'The Blind Well.'"
He thought about it for a moment and said, "At first it was better, but now it's getting worse, and I already think I'm getting sick." β
"Hah! There aren't many patients like you, but I know a few, like Daniel Day-Lewis and Sir Hopkins. β
"You're too awarded, I don't dare to take it."
The two chatted casually a few more times, and MacDonald got up and said goodbye: "Okay, I won't disturb your rest." But seriously, Chu, I'm happy to work with you. β
"Me too, good night." (To be continued.) )