Chapter Fifty-Eight, The Free Man
Shaking his head, he opened his eyes vigorously, tried twice and finally succeeded in getting the light into his brain.
Looking at the head reflecting the street lamp next to him, it was easy to guess the name: "Where is Director Fang?" β
Director Fang turned to look at him, and the expressionless face just now quickly put on a smile: "You woke up, just now at the banquet, you drank too much and poured it on me, so I took you to my car." β
This, miscalculated, did not control the direction well.
"They're all gone?"
Fang Dao took out a bottle of mineral water from the front seat and unscrewed it and handed it to Hao Zai: "It's just over, everyone has gone back to the hotel first, and you also opened a presidential set for you before you came, and I was about to give you a room." β
Yes, I guess tonight is not a good thing I want: "Old Fang, there is no need to speak so politely." β
Although, I've known each other for a short time, but it's also a friendship with a drink, and it's always uncomfortable to be so polite.
"That's not politeness, it's total respect! Ha ha. β
"Hey! , don't hold it, what do you say directly. Hao was rinsing his mouth with a sip of water, he was very thirsty just after drinking, but there was no room for anything else in his stomach.
"It's okay, let's talk for a while!"
"Are you alright? Then I'll go to sleep, I haven't drunk like this in a long time. β
Hao Zai put the water aside, tilting his head to squint.
Director Fang was a little anxious, if he slept on this, then he would prepare in vain today: "Don't sleep in the car!" How uncomfortable that is! If you want to talk about things, it's really something! β
Hao Zai tilted his head to look at him, waiting for his next move.
Director Fang didn't squirm anymore, patted the driver, the driver took a book from the co-pilot, he took it, and handed it to Hao Zai with both hands: "Take a look, this is a book I have saved in the past few years." β
Hao Zai sat up straight and took it.
The story is quite literary and clichΓ©.
It tells the story of a man who pursued his dreams when he was young, and wanted to go home to compensate for his children when he was old.
"You want to make a movie?"
"That's the idea."
"Then you should give the book to the company! Mr. Liu is the helmsman of our company. β
Director Fang looked at him: "My book is a literary film, he is not commercial!" β
Hao Zai understands that things that are not commercial are easy to hurt his business, and Liu Chang is a businessman, not a big dreamer.
He continued to look at the story: "I'm a businessman, too! Businessmen are always profit-seeking.,To be honest, you're a bit young in this book.,Things that are too self-conscious and too individual can't survive.γ β
Although Hao Zai studied tourism management, this course is more complicated, and he understands consumer behavior, he understands that commodities are for sale, and selling things must cater to consumers, and whether a thing sells well or not depends on the product.
More often it depends on whether consumers are willing to spend money, now is a pan-entertainment era, entertainment is the goal, even rock has begun to pursue the market.
Self? I can't live!
Director Fang was not discouraged, he understood one thing, it is not a bad thing for the other side to be able to evaluate his book, at least the other party has seen this story: "Our cost is not high, and the requirements for the popularity of actors are not big, one million can basically be filmed, although the audience is niche, there are also people, and it must be profitable." β
Lao Fang is also a real person, and he didn't draw a big pie.
The entertainment era also has the benefits of entertainment, even if a person shoots himself eating poop, he can survive in this era, so there is indeed a market for his own things.
Hao Zai still didn't understand: "But, why are you looking for me?" β
"Look at the end of our book!"
He flipped over and took a closer look, and the protagonist finally pursued self-failure, went back to the family, and then was not accepted by the family, and went lonely on the beach step by step towards the morning sun.
He raised his eyelids: "Tragedy? Such a story is not easy to pass the review, why not arrange a perfect ending for the protagonist? β
Director Fang didn't think about it, and immediately replied: "This person's soul is free, so he chooses to pursue what he wants, and at the beginning he chose his own life, since he chose to abandon his family freely, why should he be accepted by his family?" Those who choose their own choices must accept the consequences of their choices. β
"The story is quite deep, but this era is not suitable for filming too deep stories." Hao Zai closed the notebook.
"And I'm not optimistic about this ending, it's not easy to be accepted."
Director Fang smiled: "This is not like what you said, Mr. Hao, I didn't want to take today's movie at first, because the beginning of the story was really too clichΓ©, but the ending you drew on it today made me see something different, a blank ending completely saved a vulgar story." β
Hao was touching his nose, a little embarrassed, or he was a professional director, and he had depth when he spoke, and he thought so much at the time, and he simply didn't like the ending.
"Really? That's what I thought at the time. β
Director Fang began to get energetic when he said it: "Definitely, the first part of our movie is completely funny for the sake of being funny, stupid thief, bar, brave teenager is completely rotten, only the last few minutes are normal." β
"To be honest, making a movie is the same as writing a fairy tale, it will always be Prince Cinderella who will live happily together, two people who grew up in different environments, impulsively together, everyone understands that there will be no good results in the end."
"The boy beat the stupid thief, in addition to the danger, the story of finding kindness is too dreamy, he won't have food tomorrow because of kindness, so he will still be confused."
"But the most important thing in our lens today is not to be confused, but to be confused and find a firm direction for himself, and when he was about to work hard, he found his innocent girlfriend and found an old man of desire."
Really professional is professional, the analysis is very thorough, Hao did have such an idea at the time, but he really couldn't express it.
Director Fang didn't stop, his body slowly sat up straight, and the flattery on his face decreased little by little: "So I think you are the same person as me, Mr. Hao." β
Hao Zai touched the script in his hand, and his body was completely attached to the back of his seat: "What kind of person am I?" β
"We should all be free people!"
Lao Fang really drank too much, and he himself didn't expect to say such a sentence to Party A one day, and most adults don't like to tell the truth.
Everyone is weak and likes to put themselves in a hard shell and show that they are strong.
When you drink too much, you tend to believe what others say.
Especially when Lao Fang spoke, he was very resolute, and he really believed it.
"You're a free man, old man."
Hao Zai admires him very much for being forty or fifty years old, and he still wants to shoot what he likes, there are many things that people love in this life, but few can really stick to it.
Hao Zai himself is not a person who dares to insist, so he admires such a person.
Lao Fang shook his head slightly: "Maybe!" Mr. Hao, you watch this movie, can you vote? β
"Personally, I still don't want to vote."