1436 Step by Step

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"I understand!"

Simmons finally found the most critical piece of the puzzle. The entire blueprint was like a cloud and fog. He quickly recalled the ins and outs of the entire scene just now in his mind. It was Fletcher, like an old urchin.

"If the strength is similar, then you can give it a shot, both the king and the successor; but the strength gap is too big, even if you don't want to give up, you can only give up. At this time, choosing to give up is a wise decision. The king should have such a Wisdom. Fletcher is also the same, he realized that he was eager to create the next Charlie Parker, even if it is no compromise, and now Andrew chooses no compromise, so what? Because he has already succeeded! "

"So, Fletcher thought, why didn't he become a part of Andrew's greatness? Whether it was a leader or a stepping stone, he also became a part of greatness, which for the mediocre Fletcher, is precisely him. dream. He doesn't care about the process, he only cares about the result."

Simmons stood where he was talking to himself. After all his thoughts were completely connected, not only today's scene, but the entire shooting process in the past became clear. He couldn't help but started to nod and mumble. Some meaningless syllable fragments organize their own performance ideas.

Damien immediately snapped his fingers to express his affirmation, "Andrew has achieved his dream, and Fletcher has also achieved his dream. Does this mean that this is still a story about a dream?"

dream?

This is a story full of countless possible interpretations, but the dream is precisely the furthest away. Granted, both Andrew and Fletcher are pursuing their dreams in their own way, but, at the end of the day, this is a story about art, about perfection, about breaking through, not wrapped in a dream pink bubble.

Facing Damien's boastful expression, Renly and Simmons turned around silently at the same time, ignoring him, and then you talked to each other, side by side, and walked towards the stage again, leaving behind. With Damien standing in the same place completely bewildered—

"Hey, what's going on? Is this about to start shooting again? Wait, give me a moment, I'll set up two more cameras, the angle just now is not right. Wait!"

The plot of "Murder/Father" is more of a spiritual level, and the tension between the two actors is naturally impossible to show directly through physical collision, which also puts forward higher requirements for the director, how to use light, perspective, The composition and other shots show the chemistry between Fletcher and Andrew, which is true cinematic art.

Fletcher's perspective is from top to bottom, and Andrew's perspective is from bottom to top; later the positions of the two were reversed, creating a switch of momentum and position. This lens change is the most basic and simple.

In addition to this, the change of the overall composition is also a kind.

For example, at the beginning, Andrew and Fletcher stood facing each other, and Fletcher was backlit, so Andrew was shrouded in Fletcher's shadow; then the light changed, extending Andrew's shadow, and Fletcher's position remained unchanged. , but pulled the camera back a little, creating the illusion that Andrew's shadow was projected on the back wall like a giant, looking down at Fletcher.

This psychological change created by the composition of the picture is the reason why the film is called "the director's art".

In order to set up the camera, Damien and the cameraman were busy for nearly half an hour, and the delay was so much that when they resumed shooting, both actors had to find a new rhythm. Mainly because the whole mood and rhythm of the scene just now were in one go, and suddenly it was cut off in the middle, but it couldn't be connected immediately, and it was still necessary to start from the beginning.

...

The sound of drums echoed in the Alice-Tate Hall again.

The dense, powerful, even and enthusiastic drum beats seemed to be venting the dullness gathered in his chest, opening up Andrew's annoyance and bitterness little by little. Among them, those drum beats can clearly show the changes of the soul——

He is straightening his back and becoming a giant in the sky little by little.

Fletcher was completely stunned, looked at Andrew in disbelief, bent down slightly, got close to the drum, and asked loudly, "Andrew, what are you doing?"

"Wait for my prompt." Andrew raised his head, looked at Fletcher in parallel, and responded calmly.

Not only the words, but also the eyes, showing the changes in the state and position in an all-round way.

Strength and weakness, control and obedience, these two opposing emotions are quietly reversing their positions. The anxious Fletcher has become the underdog, while the calm Andrew will take the initiative, unless Fletcher can now be recklessly interrupted. Andrew's performance, then he is in an absolutely passive situation.

Fletcher couldn't believe his eyes and couldn't believe his ears, he stood up slowly and slowly, staring at Andrew incredulously, in front of the vigorous vigor and surging vitality, he felt a little awkward. He retreated, because the powerful impact of his concentration and concentration made his irritability and anger impossible to start.

Unconsciously, Fletcher straightened his back and tried his best to maintain his condescending momentum, drooping his eyelids and looking down at Andrew, as he always behaved; but now, this sense of distance The advantage brought by dislocation is slowly diminishing

Weak, Fletcher could even clearly feel his guilty conscience and panic.

The feeling of dangling feet without bottom made Fletcher have the urge to explode completely.

But he can't. This is the trap he laid out in advance to make Andrew throw himself into the 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, and the outcome still hasn't come to a conclusion, isn't it?

After realizing this, Fletcher suddenly thought of the Four Hundred Strikes again: Andrew is absolutely incapable of challenging the Four Hundred Strikes, should he re-direct the orchestra to lead Andrew to the edge of the Four Hundred Strikes cliff? Completely lose all rhythm in front of a full audience?

Fletcher took two steps back a moment, ready to conduct the orchestra and start the problem again.

And what about Andrew?

Andrew was not aware of Fletcher's mental activity at all, and was completely immersed in his own hitting. He was tapping, tapping hard, and he could feel the sense of restraint that was accompanying his muscles. The tension engulfed himself little by little, and the familiarity of the practice process invaded again.

But this time Andrew didn't panic at all.

Those light brown eyes stared intently at his drum set. The jazz drum beat in his left hand stopped temporarily, and his right hand started to beat the sling lightly and with high frequency. He was picking up the speed little by little, two Hundred hits! Two hundred and forty strikes! Three hundred hits!

The intensive blows had reached the limit of his body, and Andrew's eyes became more and more condensed, like a ray of light, sprinkled on the hanging, suddenly, he closed his eyes, and the thought appeared in his mind again. The rhythm of Buddy Ritchie's drum beat, the jaw unconsciously began to gently fit the beat, the muscles not only did not tense, but also slowly relaxed.

Hold on.

Hold on!

The right hand holding the drumstick is stably controlled on a horizontal line, using the power of the wrist and fingertips to raise the frequency slowly and slowly, but the position of the tiger's mouth is completely relaxed, and the control and shaking of the fingertips Under the light and shadow, there was a flurry of dust flying, and gradually a phantom was stirred up, and it was almost impossible to capture the specific position of the finger.

At this moment, there is only Andrew and his drum set left in the whole world.

Jim Neiman, who was standing on the side stage, was stunned and stared at Andrew in the creamy yellow halo in disbelief, even though he was a complete layman, even if he didn't have any fondness for drums and jazz, but at this time. At this moment, he could also feel the shock brought by the dense drum beat, and his expression slowly stretched out involuntarily, and he cast his gaze in a stunned manner.

Fletcher, who was standing in front, was also stunned. He opened his mouth slightly, trying to say something, but found that any language was pale at this moment. He suddenly realized that maybe Andrew really had The talent, and the talent far beyond his imagination, is now blooming little by little.

Fletcher's eyes began to struggle, as if the demons and angels in his mind were tug-of-war. On the one hand, he wanted to give up and surrender; on the other hand, he wanted to struggle to resist and rebuild his authority. That intricate mood In the depths of his heart, he was surging fiercely, just staring at Andrew quietly, there was no way to retreat, but there was no way to move forward.

The rhythm is starting to pick up.

The bright and crisp sound of the cracking sound gradually began to increase in the beating of the drumsticks, a little bit, a little bit, a little bit, Andrew seemed to have entered a state of ecstasy, and his facial muscles were slowly tightening. Tight, but the muscles of the body 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 hits. Four hundred hits.

That's... that's a perfect four hundred, an impeccable four hundred, and he did it! He really did it! Moreover, the strength is still improving little by little, and it seems that he has completely controlled his arms and palms. The uniform and stable power output makes those rhythms that flow out continuously become full and loud, fierce and heavy. hits the heart of every listener.

Listen, that's what the soul is agitating: thump, thump.

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