The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 399 Beyond the Camera
One of the most significant differences between film and television performances and stage plays is that:

Can you look directly at the audience.

Stage plays need to look directly at the audience, because they need to communicate with the audience through eyes. Eyes are part of the performance and part of the atmosphere of the theater, so that the power of the performance can be effectively conveyed.

The same cannot be said for movies and TV. The first 101 for beginner actors is not to look directly into the camera, because looking directly into the camera will break the fourth wall and destroy the sense of immersion, causing the audience to escape from the drama and get rid of the audio-visual experience created by the screen.

Of course, a work like "The Big Short" that deliberately breaks the fourth wall to communicate with the cinema audience is another matter, because this is the director's creative intention, using the fourth wall to achieve different effects.

And just now, Anson looked at the camera.

NG is inevitable.

Steven's voice came from the intercom, "Anson, did you just look at me?"

Although it was not Anson's fault, Anson did not shirk responsibility, "To be frank, I traded my soul with the devil, so did you just see something?"

Haha, the set was filled with laughter.

The photographer's assistant let out a long breath, secretly turned his head to look at Anson, and showed a grateful smile——

In fact, it was his fault. He failed to control the photographer's position, which resulted in some deviations. He did not expect Anson to take over the mistake without any excuse.

All joking aside, it was just a short break.

Anson immediately withdrew his attention, adjusted his breathing, and calmed himself down.

Filming is like this, the more nervous you are, the more mistakes you make, and the more mistakes you make, the more nervous you become, eventually forming a vicious cycle and falling into the mud.

Originally, the tension had quietly settled into the bottom of my heart, and was not obvious, but after the continuous NG shooting, whether it was my own mistake or not, the smoothness of the shooting was interrupted, and the tension began to surge again.

So, what to do?
He could take a deep breath, close his eyes and meditate, calm down the tension and concentrate. This is one way; but he had another idea:
When little Frank realized that FBI agents were chasing him, was he nervous?
certainly. He is also made of flesh and blood, he is also an ordinary person, how could he not be nervous; but he controlled himself and showed a calm attitude.

Perhaps, he can make just the right use of this feeling of chaos and tension, perfectly put into Little Frank's state, break the fourth wall between the shooting scene and the movie screen, and freely switch between reality and illusion.

Based on the preparations made so far today, we will go deeper.

This is methodism, isn't it?
Anson is also unsure of the rendering effect, but instead of conservatively following the steps, it is better to take some risks——

Don't be afraid to make mistakes, because it's better to be wrong than to be bored.

Anyway, as the director, Steven never adjusted or directed the performance, and completely allowed Anson and Tom to perform freely. This is the green light, right?

Taking risks in front of Tom Hanks?
That would be even better. Apart from now, what other opportunity is there to show off your acting skills in front of such a big boss? Besides, Tom is also an actor, opposite actors, not a statue of a god who needs to look up and worship.

Ansen was slightly excited.

Therefore, Anson did not adjust his breathing. Instead, he allowed himself to be immersed in the chaos, trying to control his center of gravity in the chaos.

"Ready?"

"...The fifth shooting begins."

Anson entered the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror, straightened his bow tie and hair style, and listened quietly to the sound of the recorder announcing the start of filming from outside the door. He did not move in a hurry, but allowed himself to be immersed in this slightly nervous and mind-clearing state. His fingertips slightly Feeling numb——

It's like ants are crawling.

In fact, there was no camera in the bathroom, because Steven was trying to create a contrast, so the main perspective of the scene was Carl, placing Little Frank in a mysterious position, and relying on the subsequent interaction between the two characters to gradually understand Little Frank. status is displayed.

So, now Anson is alone in the bathroom.

Despite this, Anson is still getting into the zone, even without the camera.

Focus.

Immerse.

Anson slowly settled down and was immersed in the splendor of the golden sunshine without knowing it. Then he could feel that the golden color was evolving into dark blue bit by bit, and the sunshine turned into lake water, drowning him.

The heart shrank. boom!
"FBI!"

The sound of banging on the door and the sound of someone announcing their door exploded at the same time, like thunder.

In spite of himself, little Frank held his breath.

Subconsciously, he looked around. There were no windows or vents in the bathroom. The only exit was the front door. He was now the turtle in the urn.

How to do?
What to do? What to do? What to do?
Little Frank knew that the motel room was only about the size of a palm, and there was not much space including the closet and under the bed, so there was no way to hide anyone.

He now has two options:

First, I believe that the FBI will not search the bathroom and miss him carelessly.

Second, instead of taking chances, it is better to take the risk and make a breakthrough head-on.

Thoughts surged in my mind.

In just a flash of lightning, he had already made a judgment.

Take a deep breath, make a quick decision, and flush the toilet.

Wow.

"FBI!"

The sound of flushing water was heard outside the door, followed immediately by yelling.

When he was not in a hurry, he calmed down, turned on the faucet and started washing his hands. He washed very carefully, not sparing every corner.

"Come out of the bathroom!"

"Come out of the bathroom!"

The shouts were louder and louder than the last, a little more urgent. The anxiety and eagerness could be caught in the voice, but there was no calmness to control the overall situation.

Maybe - just maybe, this FBI agent rarely visits the scene. After all, most white-collar crimes can be solved in the office by looking through documents, which means that the other party lacks field experience.

His brain was running at a high speed, and then little Frank straightened his back and raised his chin, looked at himself in the mirror, raised the corners of his mouth exaggeratedly, then slowly relaxed, found a relaxed and comfortable position, and then turned around.

He took off the towel, wiped his hands slowly, and opened the bathroom door.

The goose-yellow light spilled out, and little Frank looked outside. First he saw the camera, and then he saw a middle-aged man whose body was tense and guarded——

Suit. shirt. tie.

These are not the important points. The important point is that he has eyes like a nerd; and he also wears a top hat, a soft-brimmed bowler hat.

No field agent wears a hat. No.

Because it is too inconvenient, not suitable for exercise or pursuit.

Finally, his eyes fell on the tense and straightened arms. The black muzzle was pointed at him, and the tension all over his body was concentrated here.

Little Frank thought, This is a rookie.

The performance begins outside the camera. When entering the camera range, the details are quietly integrated into the atmosphere.

"Put your hands on your head." The FBI agent issued a warning, interrupting little Frank's thoughts, but such forcefulness revealed the nature of being strong on the outside but strong on the inside.

Little Frank didn't pay any attention to it. He naturally raised his chin and gestured towards the desk, "That's the latest IBM electric typewriter..."

Even when being pointed at by a gun, he remained calm and composed.

(End of this chapter)