As the saying goes, good things are grinding, not to mention making three movies in 17 days.

Oct. 13, 5 p.m.

The filming scene of "Buried Alive".

There are many cities in the United States that are located in the desert, the most famous of which is the casino city of Las Vegas. However, the crew of "Buried Alive" did not have the good fortune to go to Las Vegas to make a film.

They are in the desert northwest of Los Angeles, where the climate is dry all year round, and as far as the eye can see, whether it is houses or buildings, they are all very beautiful and neat, like an oasis in the desert, of course, these are burned with money.

As a first-time director, Jack Black, to be honest, was very nervous inside. For him, he is not only facing the problem of filming the drama "Buried Alive" in the shortest possible time, but using this drama to prove himself, which is the most important thing.

The Jews say that even a pig has its market price, let alone a person?

Therefore, each person has his own value.

Fat Jack has been the target of discrimination since college. People laughed at his fatness and ridiculed him for his clumsiness. He has low self-esteem and no self-confidence, so he has to disguise how uninhibited and careless he is with that indifferent smile on the outside.

But in fact, fat people also have spring, and stupid people also have ideals.

Jack Black's dream is to be a screenwriter, an actor, to be able to hold his head high on stage and accept everyone's cheers.

But this ideal is so far away, because of the appearance problem, he can only hide behind the scenes and do some odd and small dubbing work, or very sadly play some role like a clown, a fool, a fool, or an idiot.

Why do I want to do this?

Jack Black asked himself countless times:

I'm not stupider than others, I'm not stupider than others, if I have sinned, I'm just a little fatter than others.

God, is this my punishment?!

I'm not convinced!

Fat Jack said to himself.

I want to prove myself that my big belly is not a straw bag, but a talent!

Now, dear Yi Feiyang has given himself a chance, he must grasp it, yes, he must grasp it!

The more Fat Jack reminded himself like this, the more nervous he became during filming, and he couldn't let go of his hands and feet.

And Jake Gyllenhill, who is the star of this play, quickly discovered this problem.

Gyllenhill was born into a family of acting, his sister is an actor, his mother is a producer, and his father is a director. Therefore, he is basically familiar with the process of filming and control.

Gyllen Hill didn't understand why Yi Feiyang wanted this rookie fat man who didn't understand anything and didn't know anything to be the director of this play, and told himself privately to let himself help each other.

Maybe Yi Feiyang and this fat man are very good friends.

Chinese have always liked to talk about friendship, haven't they? Just like they like to give gifts and give red envelopes during the New Year's holidays.

At the beginning, Gyllen Hill could still tolerate the clumsiness of the fat director, after all, everyone had just cooperated, and they still had to give some face. But soon, Gyllenhill couldn't stand the fat man's shooting speed.

Especially as the male protagonist of this play, when many scenes should be repeated in Gyllen Hill's opinion, he was called by this panda fat man.

"Damn! Do it all over again! ”

"Oh my God, does he know how to shoot?"

"Is the camera on me, man, we're making a movie, not a street interview!"

……

In Gyllenhill's opinion, the reason why he keeps N and N is not his fault at all, it is this damn fat man who doesn't know how to leave and right the angle and process of shooting, yes, he is a fool at all!

Poor China Yi actually chose such a good person to direct this play!

Finally, halfway through the shoot, the young and vigorous Gyllen Hill couldn't stand it anymore.

"Damn, how do you direct? Will you be a director? What kind of head have you grown?! ”

Gyllen Hill snarled at director Jack Blake.

In an instant, everyone was stunned by this sudden scene.

The actor roared at the director on the spot, which was unheard of.

It was a surprise.

Seeing that the words had been spoken, Gyllenhill also let go, and he had already held his breath, and at this time he all roared.

"Damn! Do you really understand what a movie is? Do you know how to stand on the camera and direct the actors? Have you ever felt that excitement when you have so many pairs of eyes around you?! Have you ever imagined the tsunami of applause and whistles coming out of the cinema when your movie was a success?! Do you know how to push, pull, pan and edit the clips?! You don't know what to say, you're just a dead fat man who was pushed to the director's position! Being a director is not so simple! So, man, stop dreaming and go home and wipe your ass and sleep. Gyllenhill roared and shouted a barrage of words, then looked at the stunned Jack Black with disdain.

Fat man can - Blake was also muded by Gyllenhill's on-the-spot roar, no matter how thick-skinned he was, no matter how hip-hop he was on weekdays, he pretended to be indifferent, but at the moment he was red-faced, and the whole person couldn't wait to get into the cracks in the ground.

But it took him a long time to come back to his senses, damn it, I'm a director, why was I scolded by an actor?!

"What do you say? Bastard! Who are you and what qualifications do you have to judge me? Damn, you're just an actor, you know? A guy who was invited back by our company to film! I can chase you away right away! Yes, bastard! ”

The fat man is like an angry calf, scolding Gyllenhill.

"And just now, what did you say? Yes, that's right, I'm just a director, and I don't know what it's like to stand in front of the camera, and I don't have any experience in filmmaking, let alone being popular with the audience, but I ask you, is Spielberg born to make movies? Is Lucas stumped to be a director by nature?! Now that I, Jack Black, have been pushed into the position I am today, I have the confidence to do my best! But what about you, what kind of bullshit actor are you? Who has ever seen a protagonist like you who disobeys orders and yells at the director?! Oh damn God, you're making me so angry, do you know the truth? I want you to get out, get out of here now! Our "Buried Alive" crew doesn't need you anymore! ”

The more Fat Jack speaks, the louder he becomes, and the more he talks, the more confident he feels.

Yes, I'm the director, who am I afraid of?!

"Hah, that's what you said! From now on, man, I, Gyllen Hill, swear to God that this drama will not be filmed! After Jack Gyllenshire finished speaking, he shook his hand and was about to leave, but was stopped by several colleagues from the crew.

"Eliminate the gas, everyone eliminate the gas!" The photographer in charge of the shooting said, "I see everyone is a little tired, director, why don't you take a rest first?" The photographer asked Fat Jack for his opinion.

Jack Black waved his hand indifferently, and the crew was temporarily disbanded.

Seeing that the people were scattering, Fat Jack exhaled, and then sat down in the open space, thinking about things stupidly.

"Is it really so hard to be a director? Damn, how come I can't even control an actor? The fat man muttered.

Then he remembered what Yi Feiyang said when he appointed him as the director of the play "Buried Alive".

"Your name is Jack, and his name is Jack, I hope your 'Double J' can bring me miracles!"

These words are still fresh in my memory and still in my ears.

But now, I actually quarreled with the guy with the same name as me, yes, completely quarreled!

In front of the whole crew, it almost started.

Fat Jack's heart was desolate, it seemed that he couldn't finish this play, damn bastard, he wasn't considerate at all! Don't you understand that this is the first time someone has been a director? It's inevitable that something will go wrong, why are you yelling so loudly? Damn bastards, what a damn bastard!

The fat man is a little desperate, the first time he is a director, he is going to be stillborn?!

He dialed Yi Feiyang's phone in a somewhat depressed mood, very simply, I hope he can understand himself and send another virtuous person to direct this play, in short, he will not be.

But when he dialed the phone and told Yi Feiyang everything that happened. Yi Feiyang just said very simply, "Do things from the beginning to the end, even if you make a really bad movie, I won't blame you!" Keep up the good work, as long as you persevere, you will overcome yourself! ”

Yi Feiyang's words were very plain, and there was not much encouragement, but when Fat Jack heard it, his nose was sore, and tears almost flowed out.

Without it, it is only because of Yi Feiyang's unconditional trust in him!

Death for a confidant!

Although Fat Jack Black didn't know the old Chinese saying, he had this abnormal thought in his heart.

Yes, I can't be negative, I can't admit defeat just like that!

This is my first play!

This is my first chance to prove myself as a director!

I can't just give up!

Yes, never!

The fat man clenched his fists and slammed them to the ground.

……

In the California desert in October, the climate change is particularly noticeable.

During the day, the sun was scorching during the filming, but at night, it was suddenly cold and fierce.

The desert, which was originally steaming hot, seems to have turned into an ice field with a big appetite, swallowing up the heat in one breath, in exchange for the cold that penetrates into the bones.

Gyllenhill drooped his legs and sat down like this...... On the top of the coffin, I looked at the sand swept by the cold wind not far away.

The fine sand danced in the wind, like a yellow gauze mist rising in the hazy night, which was particularly conspicuous.

Gyllenhill took a hard drag on his cigarette, he didn't quite understand why he hadn't left yet, whether he didn't want to leave the crew, or if he had hope in that nasty stupid director?!

Yes, I'm not a kid anymore, why am I still so reckless?

Gyllenhill asked himself.

The cigarette butt disappeared in the night, like his fluctuating heart.

At this moment, footsteps sounded behind me.

The rustling sound is getting closer and closer.

"Hi Jack," it turned out to be the voice of the fat director. "Can I sit down?" said it very calmly, not at all like a quarrel.

Gyllenhill nodded, and the fat man sat down side by side with him directly on the coffin, fiddling with a dead grass in his hand.

Neither of them spoke.

The withered grass kept changing in the fat man's hands, and soon it was woven into a grasshopper.

The fat man swung the "grasshopper" in his hand back and forth, looked at Gyllenhill who was smoking, sniffed, and then said, "Can you bring me one too?" ”

Gyllenhill didn't answer, but after a moment, he touched his body and took out his cigarette case......

Fat Jack pulled out a cigarette and seemed a little embarrassed to say to Gyllenhill again, "Man, can you borrow another fire?" ”

Gyllenhill handed him the cigarette butt.

The fat man pinched the cigarette butt, lit his cigarette, then returned the cigarette butt, took a deep puff of the cigarette, and sighed at the coffin under his buttocks: "Ha, I didn't expect it to be so cold here, it would be nice if I could lie in this damn coffin!" ”

Gyllenhill ignored him and stared at the night sky.

The fat man found it boring and said, "Your posture of looking up at the stars is so handsome." ”

"You're here to say this?" Gyllenhill finally spoke.

"Oh no, I mean to say...... Neither of us is a kid anymore, yes, I mean that! The fat man laughed dryly.

"And ......?"

"And ...... I'm sorry today! ”

Damn, for the sake of this drama, the fat man went out of his way.

"You're right, I really don't have much directing experience! Yes, like a fool, a lot of things are not accurate! I need your help, man, I need you back, I need you to remind me, really! ”

Gyllenhill didn't expect the fat man's attitude to change so quickly, but he was stunned for a moment.

The fat man took a hard puff on his cigarette and said, "I really want to finish filming this scene, whether it's good or bad!" Although I still don't understand, why do you want to hand over such an important responsibility to me, to me, a useless fellow! ”

"Since college, I've never done a good job. Don't laugh, I grew up in the ridicule of others, they laughed at me for being fat, they laughed at me for being clumsy, they laughed at me for being idiot, stupid...... I can endure all this, and I can endure it, but now, I just want to seize my opportunity! Yes man, my chance! The opportunity I was looking forward to! ”

The corners of the fat man's eyes moistened. Then, he fell headlong into Gyllenhill's arms.

Gyllenhill was completely stunned.

The fat man had tears and snot in his eyes, "Please, you can help me!" Let's work together to make this drama a good one, okay? ”

Gyllenhill came to his senses at this time, and his first reaction was to immediately push the dead fat man away from his arms.

"Hey man, don't do this, you're embarrassing me like this......"

"No, if you don't promise me, I won't get up!" The fat man has dead skin.

Gyllenhill pushed several times, but he didn't push the fat man away, the other party's physique was too heavy.

At this time, the words of the crew members were heard not far away.

Gyllenhill was afraid that this appearance would be seen, "Okay, I promise you, hurry up, you damn thing!" ”

"Ha Luha, that's what you said!" The fat man "burst into tears" and laughed.

Gyllenhill, speechless.

Now that everyone is open, there is no need to hide anything.

After all, being able to continue to sit together after a quarrel is all for filming.

Gyllen Hill considers himself a good actor.

The fat man thinks he wants to be a good director.

Yes, since we all have ideals, why not work together?

Quarrels only make people look at jokes, don't they?

So in the following time, the two chatted with each other frankly.

Fat Jack said that he read Poe's novel while filming the play.

Edgar Allan Poe is the originator of America's greatest detective novels, the king of horror novels, and he is definitely the first in the world in the field of horror thriller novels. Not to mention anything else, just his "Black Cat", "Leaky Heart", and "The Pit and the Pendulum" are simply the best in horror novels.

Recently, however, the non-fat man is working on Poe's best-known book, The Fall of Usher House, because it is the first horror novel to describe "people being buried alive".

The fat man hopes that he can draw inspiration from this novel, how does the same "buried alive" have different feelings?

After listening to the fat man's words, Gyllenhill couldn't help but be stunned, because he had been reading this novel recently, and he was a true Edgar Allan Poe book fan.

It's rare that the two have found a "common language". In particular, this common prophecy is still beneficial to filming.

So the two began to talk, talking about "The Fall of Usher House", "Stop Breathing", about the tragedy and mystery of Edgar Allan Poe, and about how to shoot the play "Buried Alive" and how to deal with it......

Time passed slowly, and familiarity and tacit understanding began to slowly merge together.

At night,

The desert here,

No more cold.

(Accompany my mother to the hospital to see a doctor, the update is late, please forgive me.) ）