my wife is a showman

Chapter 112 You Are Really a Birdman

"It shows the protagonist's psychological process from hesitation to determination. He realizes that no matter how good his marksmanship is, he can't stop foreign guns and cannons. An era has come to an end."

"My work is a great challenge to the actor's acting skills. He needs to play with a teapot, with Xingyue, with a spear, with a fire, and even with himself. It's just an inner play."

"The forceful style of the long shot will attract many big names to rush to act for free. I will choose three actors who are at the level of actor."

Liu Bo is very confident and talks endlessly, and feels that he is very good.

Also added a sentence:
"Your script, although the contrast between passionate pride and desolation is well rendered, and it is clear enough, but it is too low and reveals too much information. Is the audience a pig? Can't he use his brain to think?"

"So you mean, let the protagonist drink tea there alone, and let the audience make up the rest?" Xu Lang asked.

"It's interpretation. Audiences should understand the original book first, and then watch the movie. And drinking tea is also layered, not as superficial as you think."

Xu Lang felt like he instantly turned into an irritable boy and wanted to hit someone with a stool.

Solve your mother!
What the hell is playing with the teapot.

The audience can just read the novel, why spend money and time to watch your movie.

Novels also need psychological descriptions before readers can understand them.

In his heart, movies are made for audiences to watch. No matter how you want to innovate or express your thoughts, viewing will always come first.

Is it really a waste of time?
I am so unwilling to give it up. With 1000 million real money as a backing and a guarantee of theater test screenings, the project team will definitely send it to major film festivals for competition.

For a rookie like him, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

After filming, earning money and earning a coffee position, you can also post a message saying that you are the director of this film, and Liu Bo will not lose money, and will make a fortune along with it.

When the filming collapsed, director Wen Qing was scolded in front of him. Anyway, everyone is not surprised by Liu Bo's style.

Moreover, Hu Haifeng has an unstable temperament, so it is better to fulfill his promise earlier.

"Dude, you didn't wake up. Take a long shot, and the big guy will be tempted? He's still an actor, why doesn't he act at home in front of the camera, anyway, no one is watching." Xu Lang replied.

Liu Bo was upset when he was splashed with cold water.

"Please respect the movie, maybe my movie will win an Oscar for foreign language film, or it will be a Golden Lion, and theaters will rush to show it."

"You are stupid to be a foreigner. This is not a rural theme, and I am not interested. The whole play only has three long shots. Why do you want to direct it? It's all due to the actors."

Liu Bo took a sip from the teapot, handed the outline to Xu Lang, and said, "You don't know much about movies. Let's go. There are too many extra scenes, which don't fit the original story. My 1000 million is enough."

Xu Lang put down his shoes, stared at Liu Bo and said:
"I don't understand movies? Tell me, what movies have you seen that I haven't seen, let's talk about drama, have you seen my performance in "Scent of a Woman", it is pleasing to the eye and touches people's hearts. Why do you have to make it so boring, you don't care about the audience at all, just entertain yourself."

"Your acting is okay, Al Pacino is also my favorite actor, but my favorite movie is "Birdman", and the filming method of "Scent of a Woman" is too immature." Liu Bo replied.

"Do you dare to bet with me that the Birdman took one shot to the end, or did he use technology to synthesize this effect?" Xu Lang asked.

He has also seen this film. After all, it won a grand prize. It is a model of literary youth's pretentiousness.

After all, one shot attracted many imitations by Wen Qing directors, but he was a fake long shot, and there were at least a dozen shots in the whole film.

"There is no conflict between viewing and thinking. I shoot according to my script, and maybe the box office awards will be taken into consideration. "Birdman" has a bunch of world-class powerful actors and actresses participating, a first-class production team, bright shots, and the theme of the story is also a superhero , It costs a lot of money, and it is completely different from you." Xu Lang analyzed it.

Liu Bo was a little surprised, instead of fooling Xu Lang, he was speechless instead.

His idea is very simple, even if Xu Lang brings 3000 million investment, he will not spend it on filming, but on publicity and promotion.

The movie is still shot like this, and the rest of the money is used to fool the audience into the movie theater.

"You just can't make wonderful movies, you don't know what rhythm is, what is climax, what is viewing, and there are only two words in your mind, pretending to be forceful."

Xu Lang is aggressive, no wonder Zhang Yuhan and Xu Bo both said that this guy is very stubborn.

Liu Bo picked up the teapot, took a few sips, and issued the order to evict the guests.

"My work is very good. Are you more professional than those judges? It's just that the audience's viewing level is too low to understand my work."

Xu Lang was speechless, so he nodded and said:
"Then treat it as a waste of time for me to come here. You can continue to live in such a dilapidated house. Your parents are over 60. Is your wife pregnant with a second child? It doesn't cost money. Originally I want to make you thousands of dollars, forget it."

"Even if you shoot according to your script, it may not make money. I thought it would be so easy to make blockbuster movies. You are just a newcomer, and I am a director with a work, so don't come and teach me how to make movies." Liu Bo is quite stubborn.

"Oh, so, you just don't know how to auction seats, right?" Xu Lang asked.

Liu Bo was immediately stunned by the question. He really doesn't know how to shoot. He has never filmed a big scene in a group play. He doesn't have the confidence to try it, and he doesn't know what a wonderful thing is.

He can't understand the psychology of the audience, he just wants to live in his own world, and thinks this is a kind of practice.

I always feel that the audience just wants to entertain and has no respect for the art of film.

"Go and see those world-class directors. How many filmmakers like you are worthy of the 1000 million investment? Let's go without speculating."

After Xu Lang finished speaking, he was going to leave with his things. Cigarettes and alcohol are so expensive, costing thousands of dollars, so they can't be given to a stubborn old man to drink.

At this time, Liu Bo's father came out of the house and said, "I have come all the way, I need to eat something."

Xu Lang handed a Chinese cigarette to the old man and said, "Uncle, I'm sorry to bother you. I can't chat with him."

"Liu Bo, when you're away from home, you need to make more friends. Even if you can't help others, you can't be rude." Father Liu said.

"Uncle Liu, you are wrong. I didn't come to ask him to do something. I wanted to lead him to earn millions, but your son is very stubborn and can't talk."

Father Liu took the cigarette, squinted his eyes and asked, "How many...how many thousand more?"

"It can range from 500 million to 800 million." Xu Lang said.

"Didn't you fool anyone?"

The old man's eyes were all bright, and his son was tossing around all day long, but he didn't see the money, and he almost owed hundreds of thousands of huge debts.

"Look at my spending power, do you think I'm fooling people? My outfit is worth more than [-] yuan. Tobacco and alcohol are filial to you, so don't give them to him." After Xu Lang finished speaking, he handed it to Father Liu, very upset Distressed.

Oh, your sister, a few thousand yuan is gone, plus round-trip air tickets and accommodation, it cost tens of thousands of yuan.

Father Liu looked at Moutai and Zhonghua Tobacco, and shouted at Liu Bo: "Apologize to the guests."

"Why are you humble? We have traveled thousands of miles. Let's have a meal together." Liu Bo said.

Xu Lang still didn't give up, and followed into the house.

On the round table in the main room, a pot of hot pot was boiling, filled with aroma, dog meat stewed radish.

"Sit down, sit down, this hot pot is very warm."

Father Liu was very polite, opened the cigarette and handed it to Xu Lang.

"Sorry, Uncle Liu, I don't smoke, and I can't get used to it."

Xu Lang began to act aggressively, secretly happy in his heart, he never expected that he found a breakthrough from Liu Bo's family.

(End of this chapter)