The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1293 Hearty
Silky, smooth, flowing, perfect——

Everything went back to normal without any problems or setbacks.

Chaos disappears; bumps calm down.

Order is restored.

incredible.

Quietly, Cody closed his eyes and listened to the melody and enjoyed the peace. His thoughts swayed gently in the swaying of the trickle, and he was immersed in it. The sound of his heartbeat quietly blended into the impact of the strings and disappeared.

Everything went so smoothly that I couldn't believe it.

The past two weeks have been so chaotic and embarrassing inside and outside the crew, and the shock and impact at this moment are so tremendous and crazy.

Those accidents, those situations, those collisions, those annoyances, those pains, those anxieties, in the end all turned into fuel for this moment. A sense of satisfaction that cannot be described in words continues to expand in my chest.

Like a dream.

Because it was so beautiful and smooth, Cody had some doubts.

It doesn't feel real at all.

This, can't be a dream?

I opened my eyes and it was already noon. Then I realized that everything that had just happened was just a dream. I had overslept due to exhaustion. I woke up from the dream in a surprise. My heart exploded as if I had freely fallen to the ground. I broke out in a cold sweat and was in a state of panic all day long.

Otherwise, what better explanation is there?
Why was Anson so kind and gracious? Why were the chaos and accidents so smoothly resolved? Why were the onlookers and museum visitors so docile and obedient?

How can it be!

Taking a deep breath, Cody forced himself to open his eyes. He would be stabbed if he stuck his head out or hid it, so it would be better to die early and be reborn.

Light came into view, but Cody soon realized:

Is this reality?
Cody turned his head and looked aside: Hunter, a fanatical fan, a trouble.

The information automatically appears in the mind, verifying that everything in front of you is really happening.

The same is true for director Mangold.

Mangold stared at the monitor screen intently, as if he was drawn into the screen and completely oblivious to himself.

Clearly, this scene in the script had already been filmed, but Mangold did not interrupt the filming. His look and expression showed that he was completely immersed in it, as if he had entered the concert scene from the filming of a movie. The barriers of space and time were broken down, and the connection was seamless. Magic was happening.

Finally, Cody realized that he was not alone.

Then, he also turned to look at the monitor screen——

Johnny Cash turned to look at Luther and Marshall, with his back to Sam. The three of them exchanged glances and even temporarily forgot about the audition. They were simply immersed in the world of music, using the instruments in their hands to communicate and resonate. The melody created by the collision of notes relaxed their bodies. They swayed awkwardly but freely, enjoying the performance at this moment.

Even Marshall, who usually had no special expression on his face, could interpret the joy in his eyes and brows. The fingertips that outlined the strings were dancing up and down, and the dazzling notes carried happiness to soar high.

In the back, Sam, who was watching this scene quietly, slowly relaxed the muscles in his shoulders and arms, and the criticality and harshness in his eyes also relaxed. He no longer appreciated the performance with a judgmental attitude, but just enjoyed it.

Who can refuse this scene?

Until the whole song was finished, the Tennessee trio exchanged glances with each other, and pressed their fingers on the strings at the same time to put a rest on the song. The lingering aftertaste remained in the air, surging and stirring, and the three people's faces were filled with hearty smiles.

Sweating profusely and flushed in the face.

It was just a short song, three minutes long, but the three of them sang as if their lives were burning. The exhilaration and exhaustion that burned out came surging at the same time. As their eyes met, they couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Then, Mangold finally came to his senses—"Cut!"

At the command, it was like a spell to dispel a magic. The soul returned to the body and subconsciously clapped its hands. There was no thought or feeling, it was just an instinct. It was the only way to vent the energy deep in the soul. By the time he realized what was going on, thunderous applause had already spread out, sweeping the entire audience, without exception.

Applause, thunder.

Mangold stood up suddenly and was about to say something, but was drowned out by the roar of the audience. He turned around with his eyes wide open, and the smiling faces filled with joy and happiness came into his sight, which was more intuitive than any words, and made him laugh heartily -

His face was full of pride.

Just last night, Mangold and Kitcher had an argument at the hotel where the crew was staying.

Kitcher believed that Mangold was indulging Anson, allowing Anson to do whatever he wanted, allowing Anson to override the authority of the director and producer, and allowing Anson to interfere with the filming of the crew as an actor. This was the beginning of the disaster.

What's more, "He is an actor, he knows what shooting schedule is."

Mangold didn't like to hear this. Kitcher himself was an actor and knew nothing about producing or directing. He just relied on the trust of Johnny Cash and June Carter to firmly grasp the rights to the biographical film. As a result, Kitcher was still meddling in the matter.

To put it bluntly, Kitcher was just dissatisfied with Lucas's dominance. He cut off Kitcher's interference and harassment and gave Anson the professional right to speak in film production with an absolutely tough attitude, so Kitcher was just complaining there.

And now?

This scene is the best proof——

The song "Folsom Prison Blues" is perfect.

Technically, definitely not; Anson's singing is not perfect.

In fact, in order to show Johnny Cash's immaturity and nervousness as well as his uneasiness about publicly releasing his own creations for the first time, Anson's a cappella singing in the first half was a bit dry and trembling, and his control of rhythm was also off.

All these flaws existed objectively, and they gradually got into shape as the performance progressed; later, because there was no rehearsal, the three-person ensemble had some minor errors in coordination, and all three had to observe and think at the same time, trying to find the correct notes during the process of adjustment.

However, the flaws do not outweigh the merits.

In fact, it is precisely because of these flaws that the audience can feel the true feelings and obvious arc of this performance.

deep impression.

Mangold is not a professional musician and his understanding of music is very superficial. It is incredible that Anson can make him, a layman, feel the level and arc of the performance through the performance.

As a director, Mangold was really surprised by Anson's performance.

Performance as an actor.

On the one hand, the details shown in the eyes and body language are just right but accurate in showing the character's state.

On the one hand, the psychological changes of the characters are brought out through musical performances and playing, and the character’s talent and emotional transformation can be felt in just one scene.

Everything is just as Mangold envisioned:

Use music to show the characters, use performances to show emotions, and truly integrate music into the characters and stories. It is not like musicals such as "Chicago", but to show the inspiration behind the creation of musical art.

How to draw energy from life and how to express it through music, how life and art are intertwined, and how art completes its creation.

This is what Mangold hopes to show.

And in the first scene, Anson did it.

(End of this chapter)