Chapter 43: Be Prepared

"No, what are you trying to fool me again?!" After a moment of silence, Jennifer suddenly screamed, and then looked at Sean with wary and suspicious eyes.

"Huh?" Sean was inexplicable, "How did I fool you, am I that kind of person in your eyes?" ”

"Of course!" Jennifer answered categorically, and without the slightest hesitation, as if she thought so from the bottom of her heart.

Sean was stunned for a long time, and then made a look of being shocked, and only then did Jennifer react.

"No, I mean...... I mean......" She stammered to explain, but she couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time, and she seemed to be so anxious that she was about to jump to her feet.

Fortunately, there was nothing to do with the crew at this time, which allowed her to adjust her emotions.

"Damn, weishenme is always like that...... Especially you......" Jennifer grumbled, and after taking a few deep breaths, she finally calmed herself down.

"It's weird, but I'm going to say ......" she looked at him, looking a little embarrassed and a little curious at the same time, "you can always get a woman to take her guard off in front of you, Sean." ”

Sean, who was still a little inexplicable, unexpectedly fell silent after hearing this.

"I don't know how to describe it, but in front of you, after a few contacts with you, it unconsciously became very relaxed, as if it was ...... It's like...... "Jennifer struggled to find the word in her head," "reliable, funny, safe, and ...... and ......"

"Harmless." Sean snapped.

"Yes, that's right, that's it." Jennifer slapped her face.

"Well, at least not basically harmless (see The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy)." Sean smiled self-deprecatingly, more than once women had said that about him, the most recent was Jordana, and the earliest ......

"Anyway, it's because of this ......" Jennifer looked at him and smiled wryly, making meaningless gestures, not knowing what to say.

"So," after a pause, Sean finally spoke again, and cautiously, "now...... You guys...... Are you okay? ”

"Koko and I are fine, after all, we are both ......" Jennifer sighed, then glared at him hatefully, "Lisa has been very cold, and only recently did she start talking to us, you better not go in, otherwise if she sees you, she may lose her temper on the spot." ”

Speaking of this, she suddenly showed a look of alarm: "How did you get to the set?" You're no longer an actor in the crew, how could you come here without permission. ”

"A friend brought me in," Sean spread his hands, "I told him that I had you off before, and was very upset, and wanted to come in and face you, so he brought me in." ”

"The gaffer?" Jennifer thought of the guy who handed her the note, but unfortunately Sean didn't answer.

"Anyway, Jane, it was an accident, a serious accident, I'm sorry, and I very sincerely want to you, as well as Koko and Lisa Daoqian, and I hope you don't hate me for it." He said with his hands folded very sincerely.

"What makes you think, I'll forgive you." Jennifer still seems a little angry.

"If you're really angry, it's not going to come out." Sean replied calmly, but Jennifer became more and more unhappy: "Really? ”

"Well, if you really won't forgive me, then I can't help it, but at least I apologize." Sean sighed.

Seeing him like this, Jennifer suddenly became a little embarrassed, hesitated, and finally sighed: "Okay, I can forgive you, Sean, but don't think that I will treat you like before." Also, don't use your eyes to discharge me in the future, and besides, I don't guarantee that Koko and Lisa will forgive you too. ”

"It's okay, it's enough to have that," Sean let out a sigh and smiled inwardly, "at least I won't have to hide from you somewhere else in the future." ”

Jennifer's expression changed slightly, then she snorted softly and walked towards the studio without saying a word, but after two or three steps she turned to look at him a few times before moving on.

Seeing Jennifer enter the studio, Sean immediately sighed, and this matter is understood for the time being. Then, he slapped his thigh in frustration and forgot to ask Galen for an autograph.

Well, it's okay, let him ask Jennifer for an autograph at the party in the future, I don't know if he will have such an interest at that time-

Although this is Sean's private life during this time, it would be a big mistake to think that this is all there is. After finalizing the salary of 300,000 yuan, and Frederick won a two-thirds advance payment for him, Federico? Chiccarelli had no small movements for the time being, and William? Hoberg didn't seem to know about this, and had been busy with Zuihou's preparations, but unfortunately Frederick had already inquired about it, and when they talked about the salary that day, Hoberg and Chiccarelli had indeed met.

So, it's just the calm before the storm, but it's just right, and Sean needs time to work hard to digest the script. So he went around asking for opinions and opinions, listening to their evaluations and understandings of the characters, just like that day at Naomi's house, Frederick and Galen didn't let it go either, and if it weren't for the fact that Pock and Lucy didn't understand people, he would definitely not mind consulting them.

In addition to this, there are also some weighty people who are also in the scope of the consultation, such as Roy, who served as the art director of "The Genius Ripley"? Walker.

"Normally, I don't have time to talk to the actors, but since Anthony thinks he can give you a brief introduction, let's do it." In Walker's studio, the 50-year-old man said this first.

"Xiexie, Mr. Walker." Sean made a look of humility.

During this time, the only time he approached director Minghella was to get permission to communicate with the heads of various departments. As he and Naomi said, his only advantage now is acting, and Minghella weishenme insists on enabling himself? is nothing more than recognizing his acting skills, if he doesn't work hard to enrich himself, if he doesn't work hard to master this role, and if he doesn't work hard to maintain this advantage, he will give the enemy who is eyeing him a chance to make trouble.

"Art direction is a comprehensive job, we need to coordinate the lighting, sound, cinematography and the whole story, so that they can serve the director, and at the same time, we must clearly communicate the director's intention to the various departments." Walker said as he handed seven or eight individual paintings to Sean.

These are all black and white paintings, and Sean, who has read through the original novel and script countless times, recognizes at a glance which scenes they are. There was Ripley's departure from New York, Ripley's conversation with Dick's Italian villa with him and his girlfriend Maggie, and the most familiar picture of Freddy coming to Ripley, who was pretending to be Dick's life, and the mocking smile on Freddy's lips came to life.

"Is it right to use a painting like this to show the angle of the camera and the light, and the emotions of the characters?" Sean asked.

"That's not the main function of these paintings, these paintings are the turning points of the story, they are used to stir up the story, and under normal circumstances, I will take this to explain the beginning, development, climax and end of the whole story to other departments." Walker said as he took the other two documents, "If you want to communicate with the gaffer, the prop master, and the photographer in detail, then you need to use this." ”

Two folders, one very thick and one very thin, flipped through a little and Sean understood, the thick one was the storyboard script, which specified the angle, operation and effect of each shot in a tabular form. The thin one is a large stack of sub-shots, although it is very sloppy, and many times the characters are just several shapes of different sizes, at most they are covered with shadows to express the three-dimensional effect, but with the storyboard script, it is easy to see what is going to be said and how to shoot.

Therefore, the work of art direction is very important, which is directly related to whether the various departments of the crew can fully express the director's intentions. There was once a kid who declared that storyboarding was useless and only limited the director's imagination, which was the stupidest thing I've ever heard. The director's main responsibility is to communicate, to let the actor let the crew understand what he wants in his heart, and the picture is relatively more clear than the text to express the author's wishes, giving up the storyboard is equivalent to giving up efficiency, for filmmaking, this is suicidal. Moreover, if a few storyboards limit the director's imagination, then this director can only be said to be incompetent. Walker chattered.

Then, after a pause, he suddenly asked, "What do you think?" ”

Sean, who was looking at the storyboard script and composition, looked up: "I've heard a saying, Mr. Walker, no matter how much you remember, it's no better than a pencil that is about to rot." Many fiction writers carry a small notebook with them, and when they have an idea, they quickly write it down, maybe they will never use it, and it may become the best paragraph. I think the same is true for storyboard composition, which can not only effectively let each department understand what the director wants, but also inspire the director to a certain extent. ”

"Like you?" Walker pointed to the small notebook he had in his jacket pocket, revealing a small section, and smiled, as if satisfied with his answer.

"Sort of," Sean smiled, "as long as it can help me figure out the emotions of the characters, I won't mind trying, the director trusts me, and I have to be worthy of that trust." Of course, all these collected can only be used as a reference, and it depends on the director's intentions. ”

"You're good, Sean." Walker looked at him for a long time, touched his chin and said this.

"Xiexie, Mr. Walker," Sean kept his politeness, "So, could you please explain to me in detail the flow of the story and how the characters find themselves in it?" ”

"No problem," Walker patted him on the shoulder, "Also, call me Roy." ”