Chapter 1933: 1933 Overwhelming

Truman fell into madness, he didn't know what was real and what was false, he didn't know whether he was imagining or discovering the truth, he didn't know who he could trust and who couldn't, he didn't know what the world he was familiar with was Was it real, he didn't even know if he was real...

Truman only felt that his head was about to explode, and Meryl in front of him was his only life-saving straw. He wanted to know the truth, he wanted to regain himself lost in fantasy and reality, so he grabbed hold of Meryl, yelling frantically and desperately, "Tell me!"

This is just a sentence of "tell me", but it has already revealed the world of Truman completely torn apart, and the despair that burst out from the depths of his heart directly destroyed Truman. The Truman in front of him is no longer Truman, but the Truman who has fallen into the darkness, even he doesn't know himself anymore.

The violent knock on the door made Truman feel like a frightened bird. He subconsciously grabbed Meryl and hid in the corner, as if a little trouble could turn his life in the past thirty years into a wisp of smoke. Truman's pupils trembled violently, his rapid breathing and dazed focus made him escape into the endless darkness.

But Meryl didn't feel Truman's fear, she just closed her eyes tightly and cried bitterly.

The door was opened. First came a dozen beers, and the familiar voice, "Truman?" It was Malone.

Ma Long walked in, looked left and right, and saw Truman picking up the knife and pointing at him. Truman's left hand was trembling slightly, and the multifunctional knife made a soft collision sound. And Meryl in Truman's arms has completely collapsed, the tears on her face are not only in distress, but also full of fear, as if she is an innocent resident held hostage by terrorists.

"Truman?" Ma Long obviously didn't understand what happened, and cast his gaze in shock and bewilderment.

Truman looked at Ma Long in front of him, and the only trust in his heart pulled him back to reality bit by bit. He just stood there blankly, as if he didn't know what happened just now.

Meryl broke free from Truman's shackles, threw herself into Malone's arms, and cried loudly, "Thank God, oh, thank God!"

But Ma Long looked at Truman in front of him, his amber eyes dissipated little by little, and gradually turned into a black hole without any focal length or focus, as if he could see the whole world begin to collapse. The debris that was destroyed in the middle of the night rushed in overwhelmingly, and that kind of despair made Truman just lean against the corner in a daze, like a rag doll who had lost his soul.

Meryl's cries were still ringing in her ears, "How can I continue to endure this! This is completely unprofessional!" Meryl was not only venting her anger, but also yelling at the program crew.

But Ma Long didn't notice Meryl's collapse at all. He just watched Truman helplessly, as if he was witnessing a grand fireworks. Fireworks, visible to the naked eye to see the dissipation of a soul. This made Ma Long completely stunned, his mouth opened slightly, and the worry and bitterness in his eyes made him completely lose his ability to speak.

Ma Long could only pat Meryl's back lightly, and subconsciously said innocuous comfort, "It will be fine, everything will be fine." But his eyes were fixed on Meryl, who was leaning on her like a tattered doll. Truman in the corner was heartbroken.

The entire crew was silent, even the sound of breathing was swept up in the wind and dissipated into the sky, as if time and space had been frozen, freezing this scene in amber and becoming eternity.

Peter Weir felt as if a ball of cotton was stuffed in his throat. Looking at Hugo's slowly collapsing face on the monitor, it seemed to be slowed down by four times the speed clearly before his eyes. The crushing process was shown so clearly and delicately, and the turbulent despair swept over like mountains and seas, making Peter unable to breathe at all. Especially compared to Nicole who is standing next to him and screaming pretentiously, the strong black irony is like a stormy sea-this is exactly the effect that "The Truman Show" hopes to achieve. The performances of Nicole and Hugo are amazing. It's amazing.

It is hard to imagine that just such a picture has such a strong visual impact.

That kind of bloody cruelty is like a grand play on the stage, clearly shown to every audience. The program group in "The World of Truman" claims to be God. They have arranged everything for Truman, from life to friends to love. They gave Truman a perfect life according to their own ideas, but they ignored it. Truman is a person, a person with independent thinking, they design Truman's life at will like playing with Barbie dolls.

All of this seems to be explained by "fate". Everyone has a destiny that they cannot escape, but at this moment, Truman's disintegrated expression surged all the darkness in his heart, and the shock that penetrated into the soul made any excuse They all lost their color, as if witnessing Lucifer's white wings were gradually stained red with blood, and finally the bright blood became more and more thick, and gradually turned black, which made the scalp numb and even more soul-stirring. Trembling, without any hindrance, directly destroyed the audience's worldview. The pain deeply imprinted on the soul cannot be shaken off at all.

This has a decisive turning force. It was after this scene that the audience really began to long for Truman to reveal the true face of the program group, changing from an audience's perspective to Truman's perspective, just like Malone.

And this decisive scene, under Hugo's interpretation, burst out with endless power, Peter was a little unbearable, after struggling twice, he still couldn't hold back, avoiding his own sight, He didn't dare to look into Hugo's eyes, because that would make him feel extremely small and cruel.

"Cut." Peter called softly. He felt as if he had been fished out of the water. The sweat on his back was completely soaked through his shirt. Any emotional reaction - because when the emotion was tense to the extreme, even his tears had completely dried up, and he didn't even have the strength to be angry. The feeling that all the strength of the whole body has been drained is too bad.

Although Peter's voice was light, it broke the tense silence at the scene. Many staff members avoided their eyes in a panic, and secretly turned their backs to everyone to sort out the embarrassment on their faces. Even after the shooting of the scene ended , there was still no sound at the scene, only the sound of gently wiping tears, and the low rustling sound made the scene even more depressing.

Alex stood there dumbfounded, his brain completely turned into a blank sheet of paper, and he once again felt the powerful acting aura, which hardly required him to do any emotional substitution, any role preparation, or even Any deliberate performance, under the rhythm of Hugo's performance, all his emotions will naturally burst out from the depths of his heart, and the flowing performance made Alex truly feel the reality of "acting explosion" for the first time, Even he himself couldn't recover.

Nicole left Alex's arms and looked back at Hugo in shock. Even though the performance was over, she still couldn't get out of the rhythm of the movie, not only because she was too involved in the performance , and because of the huge air pressure at the scene, she entered the "Truman's World", and the trembling feeling of echoing between herself and the characters made her soul tremble one after another, and she didn't even realize that she was His hands were still trembling slightly, and his muscles could not be controlled at all.

Alex took a deep breath, once again, and finally recovered himself, and then he saw Hugo who was completely exhausted in front of him.

Hugo closed his eyes and sat down on the corner of the wall with a tired and fragile face. His handsome face was hidden in the shadow of the curtain, making it hard to see, but he could see it in the faint light and shadow. Hugo's head was sweating profusely, and the paleness after physical exhaustion made the blood on his cheeks almost disappear, and his slender eyelashes were like feathers, gently outlining his hard work at the moment.

"Hugo, are you okay?" Alex walked forward anxiously, knelt down and asked worriedly.

Hugo didn't open his eyes, but just raised his right hand and waved lightly, "It's okay, I'm okay." Although the voice was a little tired, it still sounded very stable, which made Alex calm down a little, but he still squatted Next to him, his face was full of worry.

At this time, Zamora walked over quickly and handed a glass of warm water, "Hugo." This time Hugo opened his eyes, took the warm water, and smiled softly, "At this time, a piece of dark chocolate will More helpful." Sure enough, Zamora took out a piece of chocolate from her pocket, which made Hugo laugh out loud.

In fact, Hugo is indeed fine, he will no longer fall into the state of "Seven Deadly Sins" and "Death Row Walking", but for him, the similarity between him and Truman blurs the boundaries of performance, so It is easy for him to enter the play, but after entering the play, he tends to get too involved, so that he is overdrawn. The feeling is really indescribable.

After recovering from his senses, Hugo still sat where he was, quietly reminiscing about the scene just now, and the freedom to walk between comedy and drama became more and more handy. There is a new feeling again. Perhaps, everyone in Hollywood lives in their own "Truman's World", which is a good thing and a bad thing, but not many people can wake up like Truman—even if they realize the truth, how many people Dare to make the same choice as Truman?

"Hugo..." A voice interrupted Hugo's thoughts, he raised his head, and then saw Nicole standing in front of him, she showed a shallow smile, and said proactively, "The scene just now I think there are still some details that I haven’t grasped well. The mentality of Meryl’s role is obviously not that simple. I think my performance is still too rough. Can you and I have a good pair of scripts before starting the second filming? "

Hugo couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Of course, there is no problem."