MTL - Movie Master-Chapter 29 devastated

The high temperature in Rio de Janeiro almost melts people, as if you can directly see the sun's rays turn into flames burning; the rampant vehicles on the street keep honking their horns, and the chaotic sounds make people feel irritated; The palm trees were drooping in the heat wave, and the bikini girls also fled the tyrannical sun on the beach and hid in the shade of the trees...

The azure sea spread out endlessly within sight, and the refreshing blue was also blurred into one piece in the dazzling light at this time, and the turbulent waves brought waves of sea breeze, blowing the hot air that was almost frozen Stir it up, and you can barely feel a little bit of coolness, but after all, it's better than nothing.

Donald looked left and right, and all the vehicles stopped because of the red light ahead, then he waved his hand behind him, and took the lead to cross the road quickly. Without any hesitation, Lance followed Donald's pace and walked through the traffic, but Percy, Albert, and Hayden were stunned—there is no zebra crossing here.

It wasn't until he realized that the figures of Lance and Donald had disappeared behind a yellow van, Hayden quickly took a step forward and followed quickly, followed by Percy and Albert in a panic. However, their pace was still a little slower, and the stalled cars began to move. Although they only moved less than two steps forward, it still made the three of them jump in fear. Many drivers cursed because of the slow motion of these three people. While honking their horns, they cursed in Portuguese they couldn't understand, as if they would release the brakes and run over them in the next second.

I trotted all the way to the opposite side of the street, still having lingering fears. Donald rolled his eyes speechlessly, then turned his head to look at Lance, "Are you sure they can survive here?" The mocking tone made the three of them blush, but Lance chuckled softly. All three of them could only swallow their complaints aggrievedly.

Today, Lance and his team arrived in Rio de Janeiro. Since "City of God" is a purely Brazilian film, the preparations for Hollywood have been basically completed, and the remaining members of the art team and recording team have not come. In fact, there are only five more people who will be added. Bringing the props, come back next month; Lance and his team came first to start the film's early stage preparations.

After they were settled in a hotel with a relatively good security situation in the city center, Donald first took Lance to have lunch with the mayor of Rio de Janeiro, the chief of the police/police bureau, and the chief of the cultural bureau, and had friendly talks. Under the leadership of Donald, a group of them came to the City of God for a field trip.

After walking forward for only half a street, the surrounding scene suddenly began to become dilapidated, as if it was a space-time tunnel, directly coming from one world to another. It is unimaginable, taking a few steps back, you can still see the blue sea and blue sky full of tourists; but a few steps forward, the yellow sand all over the sky rushes towards your face, as if they have just left the only oasis in this desert so-so.

The surrounding houses are all low-rise laterite houses, which are neatly arranged and have an orderly appearance. It can be clearly seen that this is a resettlement house constructed by the government. It's just that these houses are covered with a thick layer of dust, dilapidated like abandoned dilapidated houses.

Messy garbage was piled up on the passage between the houses, and a large number of flies and leeches were moving around, as if the air had become dirty; there were countless ugly spots scattered on the outer walls of the houses, and you could still see them from time to time The blood stains that haven't completely dried out attract wriggling maggots and fly eggs; the unfinished sandy road is full of potholes, with different colors, like patches of ugly plaster; The stinky fishy smell, mixed with the smell of rotting garbage and fermented sweat, made the stomach start to churn. Even if there were really moldy corpses, they would definitely not be able to identify them; the end of the road was still a muddy construction site— To be precise, it is not muddy at all. The soil excavated and piled up into hills has dried up and started to crack. There are large tracts of weeds beside it, but there are two irregular deep pits in the middle of the road due to the long-term passage of tires. It's a piece of mud with an unidentifiable stench...

Percy, Hayden, and Albert all fell silent. At first they covered their mouths and noses, trying to block the disgusting stench in the air, but soon their attention was overwhelmed. No time for myself.

A group of black children in ragged clothes swarmed up, and soon surrounded them all. Their thin bodies made their heads look huge, like scary big-headed dolls; Looking at them, the confusion in their eyes was corroding them bit by bit; what was even more frightening was that the people passing by didn't make any fuss, and walked past with either indifferent or happy expressions on their faces, and there was a scrawny man not far away. The child curled up and squatted at the door, staring blankly at the noise here...

The whole world seems to be covered with a thin layer of yellow, even the sky above the head is like this, as if no matter how hard you struggle, you can't get rid of the shackles here. This is a world, a completely independent world.

Seeing this scene, Lance didn't panic at all. He took out three banknotes from his pants pocket, each of which was worth five dollars, and held them up high, stretching out his densely packed arms towards Lance's right hand. In the past, however, Lance's height of 6.2 feet (1.88 meters) had an absolute advantage, which could only keep the children out of reach. Then, Lance gave three banknotes to three different children respectively. In a blink of an eye, the three children ran out desperately with the money in their pockets, and the other children also chased after them. The crowd dispersed.

Lance has been here many times before, and it has also gone through a process from the panic at the beginning to the freedom now. People always think that they know enough about slums, as if they have seen the ugliness and cruelty of the world after being in Brooklyn, New York, but don’t forget that the United States is a developed country, and there are still many developments in this world Chinese countries and backward areas.

"Hayden, have you seen it?" Lance's voice brought Hayden back to reality from the illusory world, "I want to tell this story from the perspective of a documentary, and truly present every detail here. But this is a drama film, not a documentary, and I hope the lens can show the grainy texture of the film, the colors can be brighter, and the vitality of Brazil can be integrated into it, with a sense of deductive drama."

Someone once described that a movie is like a person, the director is the brain, the screenwriter is the spine, the actors are the flesh and blood, the visual effects are the body shape, and the photographer is the eyes. Perhaps this description is not entirely accurate, but it affirms the importance of screenwriting, and at the same time, it can also glimpse the division of labor and cooperation in film production. The importance of the photographer to the director. An excellent photographer can clearly present the influence in the director's mind, and even fulfill the director's intention according to his own understanding, showing better results.

Therefore, during the filming of "City of God", the communication between Lance and Hayden was crucial.

Hayden's brain was a little stagnant, but under Lance's guidance, he quickly came back to his senses, and when he mentioned his major, his attention immediately focused, "You mean, I hope to add some music video-style fans. Magic Colors," which made Lance frown: music video? But Hayden didn't stop, but continued, "It's like 'Trainspotting' or 'Magnolia', psychedelic and sharp, bright colors but with a distinct self-style, using the angle and position of the camera To bring out the conflict of the plot."

Lance thought about it carefully. The photography styles of "Trainspotting" and "Magnolia" are actually not the same, but similarities can be found. There is a touch of poetry in the realism, and a touch of poetry in the hazy. Bitter. This is indeed the effect Lance hopes to achieve in his mind.

Of course, this is just a theory, and you have to go into the actual shooting to have a personal feeling after watching the shooting screen, "Yes, it is almost like this, but there is still room for discussion. I think you should read the original novel carefully, and then Let's meet again to discuss."

Hayden nodded in affirmation, "I originally thought it was an action movie, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com We will shoot a lot of violent material, and then sit down and edit slowly to create a cool action movie. But..." Hayden curled his lips and showed a wry smile, "After I read the first chapter of 'City of Gods' on the plane, I was immediately dumbfounded. Obviously, those fancy shots are not applicable here. We need to pursue It's real, but it can't be made into a documentary, huh... this is really a challenge."

"That's why I came to you." Lance ignored Hayden's exaggerated gesture of wiping his sweat, and turned to look at Donald. "So, is it feasible for us to recruit actors here?"

Lance hopes that "City of God" will be performed by non-professional actors. Even the most important characters should be performed by unfamiliar faces with little acting experience and low popularity. Only in this way can the story be truly presented required realism. The most perfect situation is that all the actors are actually from the city of God, and what happens in the script is their daily life. This bold shooting technique between documentaries and dramas will give the film a special texture.

Since he decided to take over the guiding tube himself, the inspiration in Lance's mind is like a fountain, bursting out continuously. This feeling is really wonderful.

Donald shook his head, "It's too difficult..." But before he could finish his words, there was a clear gunshot from a distance, "Bang! Bang bang!" The deafening gunshot was so real, It was close at hand, and the sense of crisis and fear that life was at stake swept over in an instant. The first update on the first day of 2016, Happy New Year everyone! Please collect, please recommend, thank you everyone!

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