Chapter 1912: 1912 Quiet Town
A black two-door car slowly stopped by the side of the path, the door opened, Hugo got off, then closed the door, patted the roof, the car started again, moved slowly along the path, and finally disappeared in sight.
The sound of the engine seemed to disturb the birds on the branches, and a group of sparrows flew into the blue sky thumping and thumping. It looks like a pure and natural oil painting, and people can't help but close their eyes and take a deep breath. The air mixed with hot sun and fresh sea breeze rushes towards their faces. Even though it is already November, there is still the residual breath of summer.
Hugo turned his head and looked around, but found that there was no one in sight on the entire road, and even after the roar of the car engine roared away, he couldn't even hear a sound, a gust of wind blew past, There is still no noise, it seems that any little movement will stir up a powerful echo, destroying the tranquility of this small town.
This town is called Seeside, which literally translates to "seaside". From the name, we can see how careless the people who established the town here in the early 1980s were, and didn't even bother to make the town look like a real name. "The Truman Show" finally chose to shoot in this small town.
At the beginning, Peter Weir and the members of the crew have been trying to find a perfect shooting location to build the appearance of the studio in "The Truman Show", but they have never been able to find a suitable location. After all, there is still a huge difference between a small town in real life and a studio.
Finally, under the recommendation of visual consultant Wendy Stites (Wendy. Stites), I came to Seaside. After the on-site inspection, everyone was very satisfied, so they decided to use this place as the filming location of the movie. The entire crew will complete the filming of the entire film here.
After Hugo arrived in Miami yesterday, he drove to Seaside today, but Hugo decided to really feel the town, so he asked Zamora to drive to the set first, while he got out of the car and walked on foot.
Just standing at the intersection and taking a rough look, Hugo seemed to understand the reason why the crew chose Seaside. This town is too quiet. Joyo felt the popularity and anger floating in the air, but she could only hear the sound of some waves with all her strength, as if she had been thrown on a deserted island with no other partners except herself.
Hugo slowly walked forward along the path in front of him. There were not too many forks in the surroundings. The straight road seemed to end at a glance. There were small houses on both sides of the road. , all are one-story wide-area residences with a small garden, neatly arranged, and all the appearances of the residences look exactly the same, with almost no differences, uniform off-white walls, red roofs and dark red doors , the white wooden fence encloses the green area at the entrance, and even the lilac bushes at the entrance are uniformly cut into the shape of a round wooden barrel, and there are not even extra flower pots for decoration.
It's as if... as if any house you walk into is your own home. Hugo couldn't help but began to imagine the funny plot of going home drunk at night and going to the wrong door. With the almost identical low buildings in front of him, there was no sense of disobedience at all.
After walking to the end of the whole street, Hugo found that he had reached the seaside. The blue sea in front of him was calm and calm, and it seemed that even the sea breeze was not too rough. It made people suspect that it was just a pond. Looking around, I saw a building next to it. In fact, it was not much different from other surrounding houses, but the sign hanging on the door showed that this was a post office. Hugo walked over again. .
"Ding Dong", the crisp sound of wind chimes vibrated in the wind, and an elderly gentleman walked out of the gate of the post office, wearing a simple gray jacket and wearing a wide-brimmed top hat, and walked down slowly. This was the first person Hugo saw after he arrived at Seaside. The gentleman nodded his chin slightly to Hugo, showing a gentle smile, and then he took another step forward, step by step without hurry, with The rhythm of the whole town fits together perfectly, as if it should be so naturally.
It’s so quiet, it’s been a long time since Hugo, no screams, no cheers, no surprises, even the voice of calling the name of “Hugo” disappeared, everything is so ordinary, as if it’s just an ordinary afternoon. Residents of the town did not feel the commotion brought about by the arrival of the "Truman Show" crew at all.
Walking through this street, you can see the sea at the corner again in a blink of an eye, but when you turn to the right, the noise in the sea breeze can be faintly heard, but it is not the kind of noise that is full of people. Just the sound of someone whispering an everyday conversation.
Walking along the street, you can see art galleries, antique shops, fashion stores, bookstores and restaurants, neatly arranged on both sides of the street, and scattered pedestrians spend their time on the road at their own pace. An ordinary day. Even in such a "bustling" street, there are definitely no more than fifteen pedestrians within Hugo's line of sight. It seems that this is already the noisiest place in the town.
Hugo always felt that this place was a bit strange. After walking half a street, he realized that the style of these buildings was no different from that of the residential area just now. They were still beige with white walls and red roofs. The signboards are not too conspicuous, as if it is just another residential area.
Everything in front of me looks like... like a model house. It is that kind of area. During the construction, a large sample house was built next to the foundation to provide a residence for the staff during the long construction process. However, these houses did not specify any purpose, so they were built according to a unified style and style. Some were used as housing, some were used as restaurants, and some were used as bars... But from the appearance point of view, they are all consistent. After the construction is completed, all these model houses will be demolished, and then the open space will be re-planned.
This is the case with the small town of Seaside, just like the name of the town, as if the people who came here to open up wasteland just planned to live here for a few months, and then build a golf course or a resort next to it, but After living here, I forgot about it, and slowly took root and lived here.
Without any characteristics, without any style, without any difference, without any color, it is just an ordinary town, which makes people forget when they look at it, and it is impossible to leave any special impression on the town.
It is precisely this kind of ordinaryness that has become the most special place in the town—that is, the appearance that "Truman's World" has been pursuing. They just intend to create an artificial island, the buildings on it have no characteristics, and they don't show any style. It looks like a model house, but there are people living in it; it looks like a studio, but it is surrounded by the sea, blue sea and blue sky; it looks like a fictional world, but it actually exists.
If it is built in a studio, the project is too huge, almost equivalent to rebuilding the entire town. The process from plan to implementation is almost an impossible task, but I did not expect that in real life, such a small town really exists. town. No wonder when Peter and the others found this place, they were almost excited. They called Hugo immediately, saying that they had found a perfect shooting location.
Seaside, even more perfect than a studio.
The most important thing is that this place is surrounded by the sea on three sides and mountains on one side. It is almost a pure natural "small island"-an island that is not an island. You can walk to the beach from any location in the town. When Hugo walked to the end of the street, he saw the blue sea again and felt that he was surrounded by the sea.
However, this time it was a little different. Going a little further, there is a pier, but there are only a few solitary wooden boats on the pier, and you can also see seagulls docking at the bow. At this time, there are five or six people chatting beside the pier. with. Hugo thought for a while, then walked forward, "Hey, good afternoon."
"Oh, here comes a stranger." The middle-aged man with a mustache standing in the middle laughed, and he took a puff of cigarette, "So, you came to the town in the past few days That crew member, right?" He didn't recognize Hugo.
Hugo smiled and nodded, "Sorry for disturbing your daily life."
The middle-aged man waved his hand, "This is a good thing for us. Our days have hardly changed. After all, something new has happened, and we have more conversations with our wife during dinner. God, this is really no surprise. a place."
"Oh? How do you say it?" Hugo raised his eyebrows and asked with interest.
"This is a place... where there is nothing." The middle-aged man shrugged, "There is no good, no bad, no surprises, no accidents, no wealth, no poverty, no disasters, no changes..."
The person next to you took over the conversation, "No excitement, no adventure", "No challenge, no novelty", "No difference, no difference", "No affair", this last sentence irritated everyone. Everyone laughed, "You want to have an affair and no one wants you?" Everyone laughed.
The middle-aged man curled his lips and took a deep puff of the cigarette, "It's impossible to even find a black man or a homosexual here."
Hearing them say this, this seems to be a very boring town, but in the eyes of many people, it is also the most perfect life, a life that is calm but flat, "but in the eyes of many people, this is the perfect life. Life." Hugo said.
The middle-aged man let out the thick smoke from his mouth, "Is there really perfection in this world?" A meaningful remark made Hugo fall into thinking, but he then said, "Maybe Madonna is indeed perfect. .” Everyone laughed again, hearty and brisk.