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“I see！”
Simmons finally found the most critical piece of the puzzle, and the entire blueprint was like clearing away the clouds. He quickly recalled the whole scene in his mind, and finally realized it, and his whole face lit up - not at all like It's Fletcher, he looks like an old naughty boy..
“If the strength is similar, then you can still give it a try, and this is true for both the king and the heir; but the difference in strength is too big, and you can only give up even if you don’t want to give up. At this time, choosing to give up is a wise decision. The king should have such wisdom. The same is true for Fletcher. He realized that he was originally eager to create the next Charlie Parker, even if he resorted to unscrupulous means. Now Andrew has chosen to use uncompromising means, so what? Because he has succeeded！”
“So, Fletcher thought, why not be a part of Andrew's greatness? Whether he is a leader or a stepping stone, he has also become a part of greatness. This is exactly the dream for Fletcher with mediocre qualifications. He does not care about the process, he only cares about the results..”
Simmons stood there and muttered to himself. After all his thoughts were completely connected, not only today's scene, but also the entire filming process in the past became clear. He couldn't help but start nodding and muttering. Some meaningless syllable fragments, sorting out my own performance ideas.
Damien immediately snapped his fingers to confirm, "Andrew has realized his dream, and Fletcher has also realized his dream. Does this mean that this is still a story about dreams?"？”
dream？
This is a story full of countless possible interpretations, but dreams are precisely the farthest kind. Although both Andrew and Fletcher are fulfilling their dreams in their own way, in the final analysis, this is a About art, about perfection, about self-breakthrough, not a story wrapped in the pink bubble of dreams.
Facing Damien's boastful expression, Renly and Simmons turned around silently at the same time, ignoring him. Then they talked to each other, and walked side by side towards the stage again, leaving behind Damien stood there alone, confused.——
“Hey, what's going on? Will we start filming again? Wait, give me some time, I'll set up two more cameras. The angle just now was not quite right. Wait a minute.！”
“The plot of "Father Killing" is more of a spiritual level. Naturally, the tension between the two actors cannot be shown directly through physical collision. This also puts forward higher requirements for the director, how to use light, perspective, composition Waiting for the shots to show the chemistry between Fletcher and Andrew, this is the true art of cinema.
Fletcher's perspective is from top to bottom, and Andrew's perspective is from bottom to top. Later, the positions of the two people are reversed, creating a switch in momentum and position. This change of lens is the most basic and simple one..
In addition to this, the change in the overall composition is also a.
For example, at first, Andrew and Fletcher stood face to face, and Fletcher was backlit, then Andrew was shrouded in Fletcher's shadow; later, the lighting changed, lengthening Andrew's shadow, but Fletcher's position remained unchanged. , but slightly pulled the camera back, creating the illusion that Andrew's shadow was projected on the wall behind him like a giant, looking down at Fletcher..
This kind of psychological change created through the composition of the picture is the reason why film is called the "director's art".
In order to set up the camera, Damien and the photographer were busy for nearly half an hour, which wasted a lot of time. When they resumed filming, both actors had to find their rhythm again. This was mainly because of the scene just now. The whole mood and rhythm are in one go. Suddenly it is cut off in the middle, but it cannot be connected immediately. It still needs to start from the beginning..
……
The sound of drums reverberated in Alice Tate Hall again.
The dense and powerful, even and enthusiastic drum beat seemed to be venting the dull air accumulated in the chest, opening up Andrew's boredom and bitterness bit by bit. In a trance, his whole body quietly merged into the drum beat. Among them, those drumbeats can clearly show the changes in the soul——
He is straightening his back and becoming a giant who stands tall and tall little by little..
Fletcher was completely stunned. He looked at Andrew in front of him in disbelief. He bent slightly, got close to the drum kit, and asked in a loud voice, "Andrew, what are you doing?"？”
“Wait for my prompt." Andrew raised his head, looked at Fletcher with parallel eyes, and responded calmly..
Not only the words, but also the eyes, showing the changes in status and position in an all-round way.
Strength and weakness, control and submission, these two opposing emotions are quietly reversing their positions. The anxious Fletcher will be at a disadvantage, while the calm Andrew will take the initiative, unless Fletcher can forcefully interrupt now. Andrew's performance, then he is in an absolutely passive situation.
Fletcher couldn't believe his eyes or his ears. He slowly stood up straight and stared at Andrew in disbelief. In the face of the vigorous vigor and surging vitality, he had some restraint. He retreated in defeat, because the powerful impact of concentration and concentration made it impossible for him to get rid of his irritability and anger..
Unconsciously, Fletcher straightened his back and tried his best to maintain his condescending momentum. He lowered his eyelids and looked down at Andrew, just like how he had always behaved; but now, this sense of distance The advantage brought by the dislocation is slowly weakening, and Fletcher can even clearly feel his guilt and panic..
The feeling of being suspended in the air without any bottom gave Fletcher the urge to explode completely..
But, he can't. This is a trap he set in advance, a trap for Andrew to fall into a trap; if he chooses to explode now, then he will be shooting himself in the foot. He can't give up, he absolutely can't give up, The outcome has not been decided yet, right?？
After realizing this, Fletcher suddenly thought of the Four Hundred Blows again: There was absolutely no way Andrew could challenge the Four Hundred Blows. Should he direct the band again and guide Andrew to the edge of the cliff of the Four Hundred Blows? Completely losing all rhythm in front of the entire audience？
Fletcher took a step back, preparing to conduct the orchestra and challenge the problem again..
And Andrew？
Andrew was not aware of Fletcher's mental activities at all, and was completely immersed in his own blows. He was knocking, knocking hard, and he could feel the sense of restraint accompanying his muscles. The tightness swallowed and submerged him bit by bit, and the familiar feeling during the practice invaded again..
But this time Andrew didn't panic at all.
Those light brown eyes were staring at his drum kit intently. The playing of the jazz drum with his left hand temporarily stopped, and his right hand began to hit the drum lightly and frequently. He was increasing the speed bit by bit, and his two hands Hundred hits! Two hundred and forty strikes! three hundred blows！
The intensive blows had reached the limit of his body. Andrew's eyes became more and more concentrated, like a ray of light, falling on Diao Cha. Suddenly, he closed his eyes, and the image appeared in his mind again. As Buddy Rich played the drum melody, his jaw unconsciously began to gently match the beat. Not only did his muscles not tighten, but they also slowly relaxed..
hold steady.
hold steady！
The right hand holding the drumstick is firmly controlled on a horizontal line, using the power of the wrist and fingertips to slowly and slowly increase the frequency. On the contrary, the tiger's mouth position is completely relaxed, and the control and shaking of the fingertips Under the light and shadow, there were waves of dust flying, and gradually a phantom emerged, and it was almost impossible to capture the specific position of the finger..
At this moment, only Andrew and his drum kit are left in the world.
Jim Neiman, who was standing on the side stage, was stunned, staring at Andrew in the creamy yellow halo in disbelief. Even though he was a complete layman, even though he had no good impression of drums and jazz, at this time At this moment, he could also feel the shock brought by the intensive drumbeats. His expression slowly relaxed involuntarily, and he looked away in shock..
Fletcher, who was standing in front, was also stunned. His mouth could not help but open slightly, trying to say something, but found that any language was feeble at this moment. He suddenly realized that maybe Andrew really had the ability. He is gifted, and his talent is far beyond his imagination. Now it is blooming with great brilliance bit by bit..
Fletcher's eyes began to struggle, as if the devil and the angel in his mind were in a tug-of-war. On the one hand, he wanted to give up and surrender; on the other hand, he wanted to struggle and resist, reestablishing authority, that complicated state of mind. He was surging fiercely deep in his heart, just watching Andrew quietly, unable to retreat, but unable to move forward either..
The rhythm is starting to speed up.
The bright and crisp sound of the drumstick gradually began to become heavier during the beating of the drumsticks. A little bit, and a little bit, and a little bit, Andrew seemed to have entered a state of selflessness, and his facial muscles were slowly retracting. Tight, but the body muscles are slowly relaxing. The lines from the shoulders to the arms show a tight but not tense state, and the control of details becomes more and more clear.——
Three hundred strikes. Four hundred strikes.
That was... that was a perfect four hundred hits, an impeccable four hundred hits, he did it! He really did it! Moreover, his strength is still improving little by little, and he seems to be completely in control of his arms and palms. The even and stable power output makes the rhythms that are constantly flowing out become full and loud, fiercely and heavily. The ground hits the heart of every listener.
Listen, that's the sound of the soul beating: dong dong, dong dong.
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