Dominating Hollywood: Starting with Scarlett

Chapter 144 Garbage Gang
"I brought the short film we shot, you can take a look." Not long after the two parties sat down, James Wan took out a CD from his pocket, which was shot by them in order to show that they could direct and act. 'Saw' short film.

After Tang De, Karl and the others watched the entire short film, they fell into silence.

"What do you think?" James Wan asked tentatively, and Leigh Whannell also pricked up his ears to listen.

This was a temporary decision they made because James Wan wanted to direct this movie, so they spent all their savings to make this short film, which can be called "Saw 0.5".

Tang De touched his chin after hearing Wen Ziren's words and replied: "The plot is okay, the logic of the story is no problem, and the acting skills of the characters are also remarkable. Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is still salvageable, but..."

"Just what?" Wen Ziren stretched his neck forward.

"It's just that the use of the camera is too messy, too bad. I can see that you want to create that kind of panic situation, but what you show is just a mess." Tang De said without mercy: "And the director The technique is not mature enough, it is basically impossible to use light rationally, and the editing is also very casual.”

Wen Ziren originally expected to hear some compliments, but in the end he was only disappointed. He couldn't help but retort: ​​"Our budget is not enough..."

"No, no, no. It's not about the budget. Wen, look here. You used a close-up shot of his face to show his nervousness. This idea is right. But you didn't show it and didn't capture his face. Real muscle twitching, look at the area above his head, his veins are pulsing, that’s what you need to show.”

"Of course, you can say that you are not familiar with photography, it doesn't matter. But what about here? You didn't grasp the positioning of the two people well. Their height should reflect their situation at this time. When he needs to ask for help from others, At that time, his body must be lower than that of the person being called for help."

"And I think it's important to have less plasma in this kind of movie. It doesn't rely on plasma, it relies on various exquisite and shocking execution instruments. Plasma can be used, but if it's like what's described in the script now, In that case, it will definitely only get an NC-17 rating."

There are many topics to talk about when we meet together, especially for Tang De. Combining the knowledge and experience of his previous life, and looking at Wen Ziren now, he can easily find his current naivety.

The director who rose to fame with the horror film Future is still far from reaching his true level and can only be said to be a rough diamond that needs to be polished.

"You ask me what my expectations are for this movie? I hope that there will be a fixed schedule of "Saw" every year in the future to continue this series."

Tang De kept playing back and telling Wen Ziren about the mistakes he had made, and Wen Ziren nodded.

After James Wan signed the agreement and left the office, he was also discussing the topic of Tang De with his good friend Ray Whannell on the way.

"Yes, I think so too." James Wan laughed: "So I think this movie should be able to be shot well, there will be no problem. Plus, Tang is the Oscar-winning cinematographer, so there is no need to worry about the camera."

"What do you think, Wen? Do you think Don can make this movie well?" Although Leigh Whannell did not follow the two of them during the whole conversation, he had a general understanding of their topic, so when he raised this question, his tone It's quite certain.

It can only be said that a director like James Wan, who is good at using small things to make big things happen, has the same potential control freak gene as Tang De. The two people are the two extremes of control, one controls outwards and the other controls inwardly.

But here in Tang De, it was at his fingertips. Listening to his words, Wen Ziren's mind suddenly became enlightened and he suddenly realized what he was not very sure about during the filming.

It actually feels like listening to a teacher's lecture. This feeling of letting knowledge flow in his mind is his favorite thing. It can also be said to be the ancestral instinct of Chinese descent.

After the two of them finished talking about the shortcomings of the short film, they started talking about the script again.

Such a hit-and-miss scene was simply unbelievable in Jimmy's eyes. Although James Wan accepted Tang De's statement more, it was not common for Tang De to be so interested.

In the school classroom, what teachers teach is more theoretical knowledge than this kind of practical knowledge. Even if you are extremely talented, you still need a little patience to learn various practical skills on the set.

"Yeah, I think so too. He seems to have read the script many times."

Tang De and Wen Ziren talked for a long time, for a full three hours. From scripts to shooting techniques to editing techniques, any topic can arouse the interest of both parties and lead to many interesting ideas.

Even Greta, a future female director he was optimistic about, had never been treated like this.

"The effect this film aims to achieve is to make most viewers think: Although I don't agree with Jigsaw's approach, this approach really relieves anger and hatred. This kind of thinking."

"In addition, there are a lot of bugs in your script. For example, if the character here wants to touch the phone, he can try it with a chainsaw instead of cutting off his own feet directly."

James Wan also gave him an affirmative answer: "Of course! Lei, how should I put it, he gives me the feeling that he understands this movie better than me, the person who came up with the idea."

"I think the core of the entire movie lies in the character of Jigsaw. Although he has fewer opportunities to appear in the movie, there is no doubt that he and his puppet image are the absolute protagonists."

"It's great, we finally have money." Leigh Whannell felt uncomfortable thinking about his previous experience of starving in a rental house. Now that the script has been sold, at a price of US$40, the money will be made by The pair shared it with Jack Wilson.

Coupled with the bonus from the Golden Screenplay Award and the salary from the screenwriter position, Leigh Whannell can finally go out to eat in a nutritious and high-end restaurant.

"Yes, although I would rather get dividends, the assistant director doesn't have this opportunity." James Wan sighed.

He originally wanted to strive for the position of director, but after hearing the mistakes Tang De said, he also realized that he might not be ready yet.

Although he thinks he is better at horror movies, at present, Tang De is still very experienced. Maybe if I learn a play from him, I can be on my own.

Is there any chance of a sequel to this movie? Wan Ziren didn't know that this was the first time that he felt such strong anxiety about the future. When he thought about future box office performance, the invisible pressure weighed heavily on Wan Ziren's heart.

Meanwhile, at a party thrown by a friend, she was chatting with her Destiny's Child castmate LaTavia Robertson.

But the expressions on both sides were obviously fake. After chatting for a few words, Latavia went to the dance floor to find her friends.

Jay-Z walked up to her and looked at her: "What's wrong? Uh-huh, you don't look very happy."

"I just didn't expect to see her here." Beyoncé shrugged and took a sip of her drink.

"Aren't you going to deal with her?"

"Forget it, stop talking, let's have a drink." Beyoncé picked up the bartender's glass and clinked it with Jay-Z.

It's just that she doesn't want to say it, but some people are not willing to let her go easily.

While Jay-Z went to the bathroom, Beyoncé sat in a sofa booth and played dice with a friend. At this time, Latavia suddenly came over with a few friends and introduced them proudly: "Hey, look, this is my little sister, Beyoncé. I heard that she will release a new album recently. You have to help me!"

"Of course! Your sister is so pretty."

"No problem! It would be even better if she is willing to pay some small rewards." Several male friends agreed happily, but their obscene smiles seemed a bit subtle.

Beyoncé's expression was not very good, but LaTavia saw this but continued: "Hey, don't be like this, guys. She has signed a contract with Jay-Z's company, be careful if you go home at night and get shot by gangs."

"Hahaha." The drunk men laughed: "Gangs? We have one too, who is afraid of whom? You said Jay-Z, that nigger has never even used a gun!"

This group of people are from the West Coast who are engaged in rapping. They are here for a commercial performance, so of course they are not going to deal with the rappers from the East Coast.

Beyoncé couldn't help but stand up, holding a beer bottle and saying: "Latavia, get out of here, you are not welcome here!"

"Yo yo! Girl, what are you talking about! Who can get out of here?" One of the black men raised his finger to warn Beyoncé, and at the same time touched his bulging waist.

"Don't make trouble!" Latavia said with a smile: "Don't offend our little sweetheart. I heard that her new album will be directed by the Oscar-winning cinematographer. She will be popular this time, and the future is America's. Black diva.”

"Best photography, Don?" Unexpectedly, Latavia's words made one of the black men grin: "Brothers, I've seen that guy! He was just like this, shot by Faith, a gang boss. He was quarreling and took pornographic photos of his wife!"

Not only did he say that, he also put his finger on his head and grinned as if begging for mercy to express the scene at that time.

"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed.

"Really? Kabigo?" Only Latavia asked about the authenticity.

"Of course! I saw it with my own eyes!" Kabigo said confidently. If Tang De had been at the scene, he would have discovered that this guy was one of the guys who drove Fez and had never been upstairs.

But for some unknown reason, after Faith died, he went to the West Coast to hang out.

"Wow, so there is this part!" Latavia's smile deepened, and she looked at Beyoncé: "My little sweetheart, have you also been photographed by Tang for this kind of photo, or is this the reason why he agreed to you? Is this why I filmed your MV?"

Although she didn't explain, Beyoncé already knew what she meant by her expression.

"Crack!" Beyoncé raised the bottle and hit Latavia on the head. With a crisp sound, the glass shattered, and then a circle of sharp-toothed glass appeared on the bottle.

"Bitch!" Beyoncé raised her middle finger after beating the person.

"FXXKYOU! Bitch!" Latavia was badly beaten by the blow, and fell backwards when she lost her balance. Fortunately, someone helped her and led her back together.

And those friends immediately rushed over to beat Beyoncé.

"Damn bitch!"

"What do you do first!"

Friends around him immediately stood up to help, and the conflict between the two sides further intensified, with punches and kicks, and the scene became very chaotic.

(End of this chapter)