Chapter 115: Dazed (II)
"Did you hear anything yesterday?" Director Tian asked Guan Chen. The tone is certainly a question, but there is a look of affirmation in the eyes.
Guan Chen didn't deny it, he grinned proudly: "If you pay attention to my Weite, you will know what's going on." After speaking, he quickly added: "But we have to wait a few days." "Because the video hasn't been cut yet. Last night, the side photographer ran back to the room with a crying face with the video, and he didn't see anyone on the set this morning, and he didn't know what the hell he was doing, which was really disrespectful.
Director Tian gave up asking, and no matter how Guan Chen heard the content of yesterday's meeting, he thought about it and said, "Everyone in the circle says that I am the director who is best at training actors." ”
Guan Chen had some doubts in his heart: [Really? 】
"Actually, I'm not good at training, I just respect actors. The actors I've worked with are so great because they're so talented. "Director Tian told a secret and also said a good word.
However, Guan Chen, as a [good actor], obviously did not feel used by the compliments in Director Tian's words. He just asked, "Really?" ”
"......" Director Tian broke off for a moment, but fortunately, he was experienced, slowed down, and took it back: "Some directors said very bluntly, saying that actors are the director's livestock, and later caused public anger, so they changed their words, saying that actors are the director's puzzle pieces and colors." In fact, the essence is still the same, thinking that actors are tools. It's better not to have a thought about the tool, the director says a desired expression and action, and then lets the actor play it, this kind of work, in fact, any actor can come. ”
In Director Tian's view, this kind of [result description] directing method of giving a concept, or directing the actors to make specific actions or expressions, can certainly allow the director to firmly control the film, but at the same time, it also stifles the richness and possibility of the film. For such a film, the upper limit of the actor will depend on the director. The best actor is just as good as the director. "I feel that actors and directors are creative collaborators. That's why I didn't tell you directly what emotions I want you to play. ”
"But you kept me doing it over and over again until I did what you wanted. This shows that you already have the answer in your heart, and you still use the actor as a tool. Guan Chen ignored Director Tian's rhetoric.
Director Tian didn't have the slightest embarrassment of being caught by the contradictions, but instead patted his belly like a small plan and said with a smile: "Because in these scenes, the role you play is indeed [tool]." ”
"Ahh Guan Chen blinked and fell silent.
Tool.
Guan Chen is now sensitive to this word.
In the movie, the killer Ding Wu is a tool in the hands of the agent. And the line of Ding Wu in "The Key to Destiny" tells the story of tools becoming people.
"Originally, my plan, I will always use the director method of [Result Description] to direct your scenes in these scenes, press you, press you until you have no temper, press until you are tired, press until you are not confident and become a marionette, so that you can have more empathy for the role of Ding Wu." Director Tian said very unkind things lightly.
Guan Chen had long heard from Xing Yun that there were all kinds of directors in the world, and there were all kinds of directors, so he was not particularly surprised at once.
"So what are you telling me all this for? Isn't it ineffective? Guan Chen asked curiously.
"I don't need it anymore." Director Tian waved his hand.
"Why?"
"Because you're already a tool. A tool that has been discarded. ”
Guan Chen restrained his smile, and his expression turned cold.
Director Tian didn't seem to see the coldness emanating from Guan Chen's face, he looked at a painting on the wall and asked Guan Chen: "What were you angry about when you were acting just now?" ”
"I'm not angry." Guan Chen said sullenly, he also looked down at Director Tian, his fingers fiddling with the sheets, as if he was curious about its quality.
"Really? Think about it again. Tian Dao said.
Guan Chen was silent and began to recall.
Hawley Acting Class 3: Acting is not about becoming a different person, but about finding the similarities in the superficial differences, and then finding yourself in them.
When preparing for the role of killer Ding Wu, Guan Chen pushed himself and others, referring to his reaction when he first came to this world and faced a completely unfamiliar world and identity.
At that time, Guan Chen woke up in the hospital bed, and when he lowered his head to remove the needle, he found that his hand was not the hand that he had used for decades in his memory.
Guan Chen was stunned for a while, and many thoughts flashed through his head.
For a while, I felt that I was designed by a crew similar to "Truman's World" for people hiding behind the scenes to enjoy and entertain; For a while, he felt that the government was using death row prisoners to conduct some unknown biological experiments, and he himself was unfortunately used for waste; After a while, he felt that everything at the moment was just an advanced means to deceive the information, just like in "Mission Impossible", setting up a studio and releasing some false things to induce him to relax and leak information that was unfavorable to the boss...... Mixed up, trying to convince themselves.
But with his limited knowledge and most of the common sense learned from movies, Guan Chen felt that if he continued to think about it, he would have to wonder if he was being changed by some rich man. The state was thrown into the death game of Saw Horror.
No more cranky thinking. Guan Chen adjusted his thoughts and began to collect more information.
There is a brochure of the hospital on the bedside table, whether it is the name of the hospital on the cover or the content inside, there is not a single English word to be found. Shoddy to the point of simply insulting intelligence.
On the floor next to the bed against the wall, there are some fruit baskets, flowers, snacks and nutritional products, which should have been bought at the supermarket inside the hospital, and the plastic bag has not even been removed, with a plausible address written on it. When did the magic capital become official?
The name of a stranger was written in the medical record book, and the doctor's handwriting was easy to read and extremely unprofessional, and it said that the man named Guan Chen had inhaled an excessive amount of harmful gases at the scene of the fire. But the point is, there are still people born in 2204, is this funny?
It's too fake, everything is too fake.
Guan Chen thinks that his cultural level is not high, but his cognitive level and IQ are not so low that he can't find such an obvious problem.
What kind of prank is this? Is it necessary to be so insulting?
Guan Chen is ready to escape from this "strange studio" first. Getting out of bed, it was like reliving the first time in my life to walk, and I almost fell. He crawled to the edge of the flower and fruit basket, and for a while, he didn't find the camera. Standing up straight, poking out half of his head and grasping it outward, the road in the distance was full of traffic, downstairs was a square, there were people in hospital gowns pushed in wheelchairs or crutches, and two ambulances hurriedly stopped to transport the wounded. Guan Chen judged that he was really in a hospital.
The floor of the ward was not too high, but he had given up his plan to escape through the window, because he suspected that his body might be too weak to tear through the sheets. What's even more infuriating is that he pushed the window, and only about 20 centimeters of slit was allowed to open.
Taking a breath of relief, Guan Chen found his clothes beside the bed. A set of gray sportswear that has been worn for a long time may be shipped to Africa by [Love Donation], and the people there will not wear it. Guan Chen had no choice, hurriedly changed into it, and prepared to mix out of the hospital. As a result, when I went out, I bowed my head and just took a few steps when I was found by the patient in the next room and shouted for someone. "He's up!" More and more people are looking at it. Guan Chen shouted in his heart that it was not good, took out needles and infusion tubes from his pockets, and was ready to get out of trouble violently, but to his surprise, the doctors and nurses who came to inquire rushed to the scene excitedly, and did not look like they were facing a great enemy, and some of the little nurses even cried excitedly, and several patients came out of the ward and burst into warm applause. Guan Chen was inexplicably carried back to the hospital bed by everyone.
In the description of the nurse and the doctor, Guan Chen learned that he was a hero who acted bravely and saved the fire.
At that time, Guan Chen's hands couldn't stop shaking.
I think this prank is so bizarre that it's incredible.
At the same time, I was angry.
I didn't die angry.
I'm angry that I'll never see the boss again.
Angry with himself to be abandoned.