Chapter 31: Light and Shadow
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"There aren't many people!"
Gu Zheng glanced at the audience who entered, and the huge screening hall was less than forty percent sitting, and he couldn't help but be worried.
Jackber also sighed: "This is still the result of me and the director recommending everywhere in the past few days, otherwise there may be fewer people." â
Chu Qing and the others sat down, their faces were very worried, but Lao Jia could see it and said with a smile: "It's okay, dozens of people can watch a movie like ours, and I still think it's earned." â
Jack glanced at him, and was about to speak, when he saw several foreigners enter the hall and sit down in the front row.
He hurriedly got up and ran over without saying a word.
Chu Qing saw him nodding and bending over with a flattering look at those foreigners, and couldn't help asking, "Who are those people?" â
Lao Jia said: "Foreign film companies, France and Argentina, I met with him with more than 20 film companies, but none of them agreed to introduce them. It wasn't until the shortlist came out that these companies nodded, but it was also a preliminary intention, and they all planned to watch the movie. â
Chu Qing didn't quite understand, and asked, "That, if we can't sell it, will we have to lose money?" â
Lao Jia smiled bitterly when he heard this, but did not answer.
Yu Liwei next to him continued: "This kind of literary film, the investor didn't plan to make money from the beginning. Generally, if the cost is low and the quality is good, they will invest in the rush to win the prize. If you get the prize, you can naturally sell it, and if you give hundreds of thousands of dollars, you can make money. Even if you don't get the award, the investor has nothing to lose, and you can still have a good reputation for supporting newcomers. â
Chu Qing didn't expect the real situation to be like this, and then looked at Lao Jia, his eyebrows drooped lower, he kept smiling bitterly, and sighed silently in his heart.
"Alright, it's time for the show." Gu Zheng, who had been silent, said suddenly.
As soon as the voice fell, the lights dimmed and the screen lit up.
Except for Jia Zhangke, no one has seen the finished film, and Chu Qing also restrained his mood and watched the movie seriously.
It opens with a potholed dirt road, and a few shabby-clad peasants stand on the side of the road, numbly scanning back and forth.
Then a tattered passenger drove over, Xiao Wu got into the car, and said to the buddy who sold the ticket: "I'm a policeman!" â
The buddy looked at him expressionlessly for a while, but gave up asking him for money and returned to his seat.
Seeing this, a few old people went out and sneered.
Lao Jia glanced at them and couldn't help frowning.
For a considerable number of Westerners, they like to watch this kind of film that shows China's poverty and backwardness, which is a traditional perception of thinking, and also represents a trend of thought in Western society, which is often called "imaginary Chineseism".
For example, they think that China should be full of bicycles on the streets, without high-rise buildings, and the people are as crooked as they bargain in the vegetable market every day, ignorant and backward.
They like to watch "Qiu Ju's Lawsuit", like to watch "No One is Missing", and like to watch movies like "Farewell My Concubine".
Because these movies are in line with the image of China in their heads.
Why did "Farewell My Concubine" have such a high international reputation and won the only Palme d'Or for a Chinese-language film so far?
Isn't it because it captures something that foreigners want to see?
Jia Zhangke's "Xiao Wu" is essentially a film of this kind, but the difference is that his expression is more realistic and closer to the real Chinese underclass, rather than conjuring up some deformed rural love stories out of thin air, as the fifth generation always imagined.
What he does is simply present these people who live in the context of modern social relations.
is like the "Film Handbook" commented on Lao Jia: got rid of the conventions of Chinese films.
"I told him that one day when he gets married, I'll give him six pounds."
Chu Qing couldn't help but smile when he heard his decent Fenyang words.
In fact, he is not used to watching this kind of movie that speaks Chinese with English subtitles, and he compares while watching, and every bit of the shooting emerges.
There are also many waste shots that I didn't know why Lao Jia wanted to shoot at the time, but when I saw it in the movie, I suddenly realized that it was this structure that could play this role.
He looked at Xiao Wu on the screen with big glasses and an ill-fitting suit, feeling strange and strange. He has watched so many film and television dramas, and it is the first time that he has truly felt the magic and magic of this kind of light and shadow.
The camera swept over the small county town where I stayed for two months, the streets I passed almost every day, the small restaurants I frequented, and even the house where I had my head cut once......
An inexplicable sense of accomplishment comes from the bottom of my heart, which is a sense of accomplishment that cannot be compared to anything, if I have to be specific, it is...... Creation zĂ o.
He created Xiao Wu, created his life, created his joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and created his lost love. It wasn't a screen image, it wasn't a movie character, it was a living life, flesh and soul were intimately connected to oneself.
This feeling is really wonderful, which makes Chu Qing feel that his life is full of freshness and color, this feeling makes his blood boil, and even every cell is beating.
Xiao Wu, Mei Mei, Xiao Yong, and more than ...... This individual seems to be living around him, showing the most real state of life.
Movies, movies......
It turns out that this feeling is called a movie.
"Lao Jia!" Chu Qing said suddenly.
"What's wrong?" Jia Zhangke turned his head to look at him.
"I think, I ......" Chu Qing trembled his lips, he wanted to express something very much, but he couldn't describe it well, he couldn't say: I think I understand you......
The two old men said this, isn't it disgusting?
So he had no choice but to smile, wave his hand, and say, "It's okay, it's okay." â
Jia Zhangke's face was dazed, his little eyes were even smaller, and he didn't understand what he meant.
The viewing value of "Xiao Wu" for most Westerners is close to zero, less than half of the performance, the audience is almost gone, and only reporters from all walks of life are still sticking to it, not because they like it, but because their professional ethics make them have to watch the film and then go back to writing.
The filmmakers in the first row also got up to leave, and Jackber continued to nag in the back, hoping to sell the film, and his perseverance was commendable.
After nearly two hours of screening, the few remaining audience members and reporters immediately stood up and flashed.
The screening of "Xiao Wu" ended in a bleak end.
None of them paid much attention to it, for them, it was already a shocking joy to come to Berlin, and they couldn't expect too much.
It is precisely because of this mentality that they have completely let go of their burdens, and Jia Zhangke is also very relaxed, wandering around with everyone all day long. Watching movies, eating, playing cards, I feel comfortable.
Chu Qing didn't know where to find out Leslie Cheung's room number, so he went over to visit.
Leslie Cheung also had a very good impression of this young and interesting junior, and the two chatted happily for a while.
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In the 90s, the information exhibition of the mainland entertainment industry was still very backward, and the gossip news was not as frustrating as that of later generations. In addition, there are no works of the director in the exhibition this time, only a "Xiao Wu" that came out of nowhere, so not even a reporter from the mainland came.
There were a few media outlets from Hong Kong and Taiwan, but they were not interested in wasting time on Jia Zhangke and his party. So they came for several days, and they didn't even give interviews, but they ended up quiet.
On the day of the closing ceremony.
The whole city of Berlin seems to be dispatched, Chu Qing has never seen so many foreigners crowded together in his two lives, and he suddenly has a sense of reality that he is a foreigner.
He looked at the long red carpet in front of him and couldn't help but smack his mouth.
Brother can actually get mixed up on the red carpet one day!
He watched the stars on TV, all of them competing on the red carpet like a moon flower, and he always felt that walking the red carpet must be a very cool thing.
When he stepped on the red carpet himself, he realized that it was not like that at all.
He was wearing a small suit that Yu Liwei lent him, and he was a little depressed, was he so miserable that he couldn't even afford to wear a normal suit? It's either big or small.
Lao Jia and they are not much better than him, they are all walking the red carpet for the first time. When Gu Zheng was waiting for the scene, he had to say that when he went up, he would first wave his hand in a pretentious manner to deter the foreigners.
As a result, it really went up, and the girl's legs and feet were like the brushed wood, and she poked on the ground and walked forward, without even bending. Chu Qing basically didn't see anything clearly, his eyes were constantly dimmed by the flashing lights coming from various angles, and his ears were shocked by the cheers of the onlookers.
Of course, if all these flashes and cheers were for him, he could have felt a little better.
In front of them is the crew of "Wagging Tail Dog", Robert De Niro and Dustin Hoffman, the two bigwigs, are used to seeing all kinds of scenes, and they are strolling around; Behind them is the crew of "Murder of Green Toes", and the style of the Coen brothers seems to be more in line with the pedigree of European cinema, and has always been popular at major film festivals.
In this way, Chu Qing instantly felt the malicious intent of the organizer so arranged.
Look at them one by one, short and frustrated, not even a girl, not even the male protagonist is handsome, compared with others, the painting style is different, okay!
Fortunately, Lao Jia and others were self-aware, and they didn't stop on the red carpet, and passed by as if they were going to eat in the university cafeteria.
After entering the theater, Chu Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief, sank into the comfortable seat, and suddenly wanted to sleep.
"Oops! Samuel L. Jackson! Gu Zheng lowered his voice next to him and said excitedly, his neck stretched high.
"Robert De Niro!"
"Quentin Tarantino!"
"Aaron Renais! This old man is here too! Gu Zheng looked at the 78-year-old man, as if he had seen a god, and he spoke with a trill.
Chu Qing heard him muttering names that he had never heard of at all, extremely calm and expressionless.
"Jeff Bridges!"
Gu Zheng shouted another name.
"Who?"
Chu Qing sounded familiar, and couldn't help asking.
"Jeff Bridges! Where! Gu Zheng pointed.
Chu Qing was amused when he saw it, isn't this the governor!
After watching so many movies in the past few days, he has an impression of this uncle, and he is acting as a real cow.
At this time, the lights are dimmed, and the venue is gradually quiet.
The host took the stage and briefly said a few opening remarks, and then the jury appeared. Leslie Cheung was naturally among them, his expression was very upright, but his eyes swept to Guan Jinpeng, who was sitting in front, changed his painting style in a second, and waved his hand mischievously with him.
The chairman is Ben Kingsley, a bald guy with a big nose, very strict, and he doesn't have many words, anyway, Chu Qing can't understand it.
The film festival is not as simple and neat as the Oscars and Golden Globes.
After Ben Kingsley finished speaking, he immediately began to present the awards.