Chapter two hundred and ninety-eight bad film grinding is not enough
Snow-capped mountains and cliffs, towering ancient trees. Guards standing like rock statues, refugees everywhere like mourning victims. Everything is quiet, everything is desolate, only King Xie is waving the golden finger in his hand and showing off in front of others...
The first scene shot upon startup is a monologue given by Duke Wu Huan of the North after he conquered the Snow Country and massacred the people of the Snow Country.
He Xin put on makeup and put on the same Snow Country costumes as the extras on the scene, and came to the studio to observe. Similarly, Zhang Dongjian, who attended the opening ceremony today and did not have any scenes scheduled, was also on hand to observe at this time.
The two of them may have the same purpose. Although they have communicated with the director before, the experience is different from that on the shooting scene. On the shooting scene, they can understand the director's style and intention more intuitively. At the same time, they also have a different experience.
You can take this opportunity to learn about the performances of your peers.
The camera moved slowly on the track, and what appeared in the lens was the footsteps of King Xie Biao in the snowflakes, pacing back and forth. At this time, the people of the Snow Kingdom who were tied up, and the guards surrounding them were standing still, and everyone's
All eyes were focused on him.
As the camera slowly moved up, you could see him doing a beautiful trick with the golden finger in his hand, his face turned to the crowd. Before he could open his mouth to recite the line that was very Shakespearean stage play style, his ears
Came from the side:
"Card!"
Then I saw the tall figure of Director Chen stood up from behind the monitor, walked to King Xie in person, took the golden finger from his hand, and then said: "Don't move too much, you can use the golden finger to
Your fingers can be like this... you can do that..."
While speaking, Director Chen also personally demonstrated to King Xie Bi, holding the golden finger behind his back or holding it in front of him, and at the same time said: "You are the Duke of the North who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people."
, what needs to be shown is majesty and no other unnecessary movements."
King Xie was obviously a little embarrassed. The trick he did just now was a temporary move, and it was out of habit. He had long been accustomed to showing his cool and handsome side during performances. The result was counterproductive. Although Director Chen said clearly
, but the subtext clearly expressed disdain for the action he just thought was cool and handsome.
Of course, no matter how awesome Xie Biwang was, he would not dare to show off in front of Director Chen, so he could only say honestly: "I know, director!"
"A!"
The movements were considered standard, but when a close-up of his profile was shown, Director Chen was heard shouting: "Stuck!"
"Nicholas, eyes, pay attention to your eyes!"
"Understood, director!"
"Again!"
…
"Card!"
"Yes, Nicholas, but your eyes better be sharper!"
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"Card!"
"No, No, No, Nicholas, it's not cruel, it's sharp, do you understand?"
"Uh, got it!"
"Okay, come again!"
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This close-up of the side face alone took six shots before I finally heard a voice from Director Chen’s mouth:
"This one passed!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Because this scene is not the scene of Xie Biwang alone, and there are hundreds of people on the scene acting as human flesh backgrounds to cooperate with his performance. Fortunately, the group of extras we hired include students from Nortel, Kongzheng Repertory Theater and Guohua
Those old actors, as well as the very obedient college students from Langfang Oriental University Town, otherwise they would be in chaos if they were to be ordinary extras.
He Xin had not seen many movies starring Xie Biwang in his previous life. What impressed him most was the keywords such as Zhang Baizhi's ex-husband, diva's boyfriend, cuckold, cook, etc.
As the saying goes: An expert can tell if something is there as soon as he reaches out his hand.
Just two shots were enough for him to figure out the way of this Hong Kong superstar. Not only him, but also Zhang Dongjian, who has always presented himself as a humble, sincere and polite person, inadvertently, the corner of his mouth changed.
There was also a hint of ridicule.
It is said that those so-called big Hong Kong stars often have acted in too many bad movies, and their acting skills naturally develop. Maybe this young Hong Kong superstar has not yet mastered his training, and the training in bad movies is not enough, so his acting skills are really... very poor.
!
However, the next scene quickly made He Xin overturn his previous comment about King Xie's poor acting skills. Maybe he had no acting skills at all.
Because then he started to perform a long monologue in the style of Shakespeare's stage play. The so-called monologue does not just require you to stand there and say it stupidly, but also needs to be matched with rich body language and expressions.
Not to mention his awkward Mandarin and the unsightly lines that came out of his mouth, it really made those old drama actors who guest-starred as Kong Zheng and Mandarin in the Snow Country feel extremely uncomfortable. They probably even
Those students at Nortel would sneer at it.
Of course, the pitch of the lines is not accurate, and whether the lines are beautiful or not, these are not important, anyway, there will be dubbing in the future. Although Director Chen insisted that each actor do his own dubbing, he also left enough time for them to prepare.
It's just that if the lines are not up to par, you can use dubbing to make up for it, but if the body language and expressions that match the lines are not up to par, it will be a bit unreasonable.
One, two, three... I took more than a dozen shots in a row. Not only did King Xie's face become ugly, but Director Chen also frowned all the time. In the end, he had to adjust the shooting method and change the mid-shot to the face.
For close-ups, we even added a rotating lens, and instead of taking pictures from the front, we took a large panorama from the back.
This kind of shooting method undoubtedly weakens the actor's performance infinitely. Although Xie Biwang's face is ugly, he has to accept this shooting method.
However, after Director Chen shouted, he still looked unconvinced, because the next scene was He Xin's scene, and he didn't really want to watch a good show and have a PK.
In fact, He Xin, who was waiting aside, had already been eager to try it. Although the scene just now was fragmentary, including the scenery and lines, it was clearly a stage play, and it was not a stage play that required continuous performance. It could be done anytime, anywhere.
You can stop and rest.
Perhaps it was more like a stage play rehearsal class, but the opportunity to rehearse in such a majestic and realistic environment was extremely rare, so he wanted to give it a try.
As Director Chen shouted "A!"
The guards fired thousands of arrows, which was of course just a bluff. The scene of thousands of arrows firing required post-production special effects.
Then, the Snow Countryers, who were tied together in piles, began to struggle and shout.
This is a long shot that lasts for more than three minutes. The director of photography, Peter Pao, personally controls the large crane. First, it shows a large panorama, then from far to near, and then slowly passes over the heads of the struggling group performers.
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Director Chen stared at the picture on the monitor and couldn't help but nod and smile. Those Snow Country people standing in the front row, giving a close shot, their eyes and expressions full of pain, accompanied by rich body movements, were all immersed in the stage.
The veteran actor who has been a prostitute for most of his life is indeed extraordinary.
But when the camera slowly moved to a group of people, Director Chen couldn't help but frown, and without hesitation, he picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Click!"
Then I exchanged a few words with the executive director on the other end of the intercom.
The executive director took a big loudspeaker and shouted at the young extras surrounding He Xin: "Don't look at the camera. When the machine comes over, just pretend it doesn't exist. Just follow the actions rehearsed before. Listen."
Do you understand?"
"understood!"
"Understood!"
"knew!"
Various responses were sparse.
"Okay, come again!"
Because it is a long shot, I have to start over.
But this time, as soon as the camera panned over, the scene was stopped.
The executive director came over aggressively with a big microphone and said angrily: "Just because I'm telling you not to look at the camera doesn't mean I'm telling you not to move! Move, move according to what we rehearsed in advance, do you understand?"
"I'm sorry, director!" Some of the buddies may have been too nervous and were confused.
Seeing this, He Xin turned to look at these people and said with a smile: "When it starts, don't worry about where the camera is, just squeeze into me with all your strength. When I shout out, you just want to pull with all your strength."
Stay with me."
It was much simpler to say this, and several people hurriedly said: "Thank you, Brother Xin!"
Then comes the third article, the record is written on the board:
"A!"
He Xin, who was standing in the center of the crowd, was suddenly knocked around by forces coming from several directions, but fortunately, the group of them were tied together by ropes, and they were so crowded that it was not easy to fall.
Asking the extras to ignore the camera doesn't mean that He Xin doesn't care either. He always used the corner of his eyes to watch the camera slowly moving on the big crane, counting down silently in his heart "3, 2, 1..."
"Let me be your slave!"
"Let me be your slave!"
What is the most important thing about stage play?
It’s the explosiveness and contagiousness of emotions!
As the camera slowly zooms in.
At this moment, He Xin suddenly burst out, like a drowning person in the crowded crowd, raising his hands high and waving upward desperately, and his voice was more like a shout from the bottom of his heart.
His veins were exposed, pulling at the crowd in front of him, as if grasping a life-saving straw...