Four Hundred and Sixty-Six the Oil Is Exhausted

The whole person leaned on the back of the chair and looked up at the cold moonlight and the starlight in the sky. Even through the car window, one could hear the whistling sound of the wind in the rich night. Renly knew that he was in terrible shape, even worse than when he was filming Buried Alive.

The scene was interrupted before filming was completed. This means that the next need to continue shooting, or even re-shoot. The rhythm of the flowing performance was interrupted. When shooting again, it was necessary to adjust the state and re-enter the role. This is not easy for the actors. It is like self-torture.

But this is not a problem for Renly now. He is now fully engaged in the performance. Even if the rhythm is interrupted, he can easily re-engage in it. The details and framework of those performances are vividly visible, and they are presented in the brain with great clarity and freedom.

The understanding and control of performance is changing little by little.

The real serious problem is that his physical condition and mental state are not optimistic.

From the outside, he was just a little tired now, nothing too different. But in fact, his whole person is suffering and suffering.

His entire back was soaked, cold sweat poured out in layers, had dried once before, and was soaked again; all his strength was drained, not even a finger He couldn't move, and it felt as if every muscle had been crushed by a road roller; his temples were twitching, and the tough and sensitive nerves were tugging gently down the entire spine, tugging. Every nerve in the body, the extreme pain can't even shout.

When he was filming "Buried Alive", he almost died, and he almost thought he was going to die again. The immersive horror made people torn apart, but that was someone else's experience, even if the boundaries between reality and fantasy were completely Confusion, even if the distinction between Paul Conroy and Renly Hall has been completely blurred, that's an experience that neither Renly nor Truss has ever really experienced.

This time, when filming "Anti-Cancer Me", I truly re-walked the path I experienced, from the torment of illness to the fear of death, from the coming of darkness to the torment of suffering, and finally to the other side of the light. Reborn, as in the movies Edge of Tomorrow and Source Code, he has to go through his own death again and again, die once, die again, suffer again and again.

Every time, I watched helplessly as I approached the end of death, but was always helpless and powerless. He couldn't save himself or ask for help, and he could only repeat the ending of his own death.

The mental torture is like a drop of water passing through a stone. Every time it is so real, so real, and so delicate, it is extremely cruel to split the experience of death into countless details, just like dividing the "pain" into pieces, bit by bit. Taste it carefully until the soul completely dissipates.

What is even more terrifying is that what he has experienced is not only the death of Chu Jiashu, but also the death of Adam. The torture of paralysis, the impact of cancer, so long and so fierce, as if there will never be an end in sight, only to rise and fall in the boundless sea of ​​suffering.

He can't say "buried alive" or "anti-cancer me", which is more difficult to shoot, but there is no doubt that the pain and torture caused by "anti-cancer me" is so real, so real People have nowhere to run. Even if you leave the illusion, even if you leave the movie, even if you end the shooting, in real life, the part of Chu Jiashu that belongs to the deepest part of the soul is still tormented and tortured.

This is where sickness and death are most cruel.

With the catharsis of the scene just now, Renly has completely blurred the outline of the performance. Chu Jiashu in the last life, Adam in the movie, Will in life, and himself in reality are all mixed up. It's a performance, but a real cry from the soul——

experienced emotional ups and downs,

From depression to release, from anger to despair, from unwillingness to pain, from sadness to nothingness, from struggle to helplessness, to the final acceptance, the calmness after disarming and surrendering, with a hint of bitterness, self-deprecating, joking, and teasing, Gently rising like ripples, it is more intense than roller coasters and free landings.

Now, he can almost be said to be exhausted.

His eyes were hot and painful. He tried to close his eyes and rest, but found that the corners of his eyes were dry and cracked, and the pain was severe. The hot high temperature was always burning his eyes, and the sore nose made tears begin to flow up, but Before the water mist could form, it had evaporated and disappeared, and the whole eye socket was extremely dry.

Can't even cry.

He lowered his eyelids and laughed dumbly, but he found that just this slight eye movement, the sharp pain passed through the temple, stimulated the brain, and penetrated from the epidermis to the deep layer, as if there was a hole in the bang. It was like banging a hole, and the pain that burst out at that moment spread to every corner of his limbs. He had to clench his teeth and endure unspeakable pain, but there was no sound at all.

He let out a sigh of relief, his scorching lungs were like needles, and the air that rushed up was filled with a bloody smell, filling his mouth. He felt that he was like a paralyzed patient suffering from cancer. The sickle of the earth god had been clamped around his neck, and it was cold and cold; but he still clenched his teeth and refused to give up.

Is this futile?

The moonlight and starlight in the sight were covered with a thin halo, and the whole world became hazy. The hot eye sockets and dry lips, as if a fire was burning in the lower abdomen, and the fuel was his blood. , spirit and soul, when the flame goes out, that is the end of life.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a ridiculous smile.

Renly knew that this was hallucination, he was just acting, Chu Jiashu was transformed and reborn as Renly Hall, Will in his life successfully survived the operation, and Adam in the script also got a new life through the operation. , this is not the end of life. However, at this moment, in this scene, his mentality remained in such a wonderful and sad position.

Acting is an amazing thing, isn't it?

Whether it is a method school or an experiential school, in the final analysis, they are all about establishing resonance between the actor and the character, awakening their own emotions, bringing that part of the emotion into the character, and then bursting out the power of the plot.

Although it is said that the method school is more opportunistic, it is still not an easy task to reach the peak——

For example, in "Brokeback Mountain", even though Heath Ledger regarded Jake Gyllenhaal as the opposite sex and fell in love, he had to convince himself that Jack was a "heterosexual" and convince the audience that this was his Ability is also a manifestation of the method school polished to a certain extent. Later, when Heath was trying to figure out the role of the Joker in "Batman: The Dark Knight", he broke the barriers of the method school and really drove himself to a dead end in the way of experience.

As for the experiential faction, it is really too risky, as if performing a performance with life. The "Buried Alive" performance would have been better or worse if Renly was put into the show for the second time, but it was certain that it would never be the way it appears in the finished product. Because the performance of the experiential school is the moment of youth, at a specific node, all the most real memories in the depths of the soul burst out, completely confusing the boundaries between performance and reality, and also confusing the difference between characters and individuals.

This is not reproducible.

That's why Hollywood is more encouraging of method. It would be unimaginable if every actor used the experience school, and after reaching the extreme, he could no longer perform for a long period of time, or even entered the play too deeply and could not extricate himself, resulting in a series of irreversible consequences.

Russia still encourages experiential performances, which is really intriguing. This is also the reason why Russian film works always have a rough and savage temperament, just like their literary works.

But for Renly, he doesn't mind the method school or the experiential school, because no matter which method it is, it is a new experience and exploration for him, opening up a whole new world for him, re-understanding of performance, and re-learning Performance.

He tried to calm down and think about how the scene just now was performed, the details of the difference between the method school and the experience school, the input of his own emotions and the output of the performance, the ins and outs of the performance, and the experience after the release. ... But, before the thoughts could surge, the brain began to throb.

The throbbing throbbed one after another, and then began to spread, as if ten thousand embroidery needles were pierced at the same time. The piercing pain made all the muscles tense, but now he was exhausted, and he even clenched his fingers. No - he has lost the sensation of his fingers, not sure if he can control his fingers, the muscles are so numb and stiff, it seems that he has completely lost consciousness, but the pain has not diminished in the slightest, wave after wave, like a wave.

Then the temple started to throb again, and the nerves of the rope thickness were pulled to the extreme, just like the main control rope of a puppet. Involvement, and then completely lose control of the body, at the mercy of others.

The cold sweat seeped out again. Even though I was sitting in the car, I didn't open the window, and I couldn't feel the cold wind, but the chills came in waves after waves. Renly couldn't tell whether it was a side effect after chemotherapy, or a physical weakness caused by cancer, or a broken chain of bodily functions after being paralyzed, or it was... his own delusion.

He sat quietly in the driver's seat like this, his eyes lowered slightly, but his body was being torn and tortured by the stormy waves. The pain was so extreme that he began to enjoy it, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth rose slightly. Bitter, but sweet.