Disaster Artist

Guan Zhou made a subconscious reaction, the nervousness has penetrated the camera lens, so that the audience watching the filming at this moment can feel it.

Chen Mu was slightly surprised, because he could detect Guan Zhou's reaction, which was not what he expected. After swallowing saliva, the lines of Guan Zhou's shoulders and arms were obviously tighter, and he was secretly exclaiming that it was not good. Interrupt filming, then this morning's work may come to an abrupt end—

The blue hour is a miracle of nature. It is difficult to show the effect by shooting in a studio, and it may not be completely real in computer post-production. As for the production cost, there is no need to discuss it. Anyway, Lu Qian insisted on shooting on the spot. , follow the guidance of nature.

If you miss the blue hour this morning, you will have to wait for tomorrow.

The problem is that the blue hour happens every day, but it's not captured every day, and it's impossible to see if it's raining or foggy.

The weather today is just right.

Chen Mu didn't want to miss it.

However, Chen Mu didn't hear Lu Qian's voice coming from the walkie-talkie. His movements stagnated for a while, but he recovered quickly, re-entered a professional attitude and continued to shoot, but his heart was beating drums:

Did Lu Qian see it? Can Lu Qian see it?

Meow!

Lu Qian, of course, saw it.

However, just like Guan Zhou's reaction, Lu Qian also liked the sense of urgency brought about by Chen Mu's slightly stagnant shots, creating a little suspense.

Whether it is Guan Zhou or Chen Mu, in fact, when the film does not reveal too much information at the beginning, it is difficult for the audience to understand how difficult a task it is. The state of the camera fits perfectly, and the subconscious actions are not only natural but also real, giving the camera language more possibilities for interpretation.

Perhaps, the audience doesn't understand what happened, and may not even notice these details, but the psychological hints have been quietly unfolding. With the help of lighting and soundtrack, the emotional rendering of the movie's opening has reached Lu Qian's level. psychological expectations.

From this point of view, Guan Zhou also temporarily "forgot" the existence of the camera. He didn't look directly at the camera, nor was he so stiff that he didn't know what to do. He entered the state of himself and Artest, at least the thoughts in his mind. There is no confusion, then it is most natural to perform like this.

This is a good thing.

The camera is still turning.

Huhu.

Huhu.

It seems that I can feel the baby's face's breathing is slightly cloudy and heavy. What happened?

The air was stagnant for a moment, as if the entire picture was stagnant for a moment, maybe just a millisecond, but the heartbeat also paused for a while, and an inexplicable confusion and unease filled my chest. , couldn't help but start to wonder what was going on.

However, I haven't had time to explore it in detail...

At this moment, a touch of gold appeared on the far side of the horizon, a splendid and dazzling gold.

In an instant, the golden sunlight ripped through the night like a sharp sword and swept away the darkness, and the deep blue light transformed into sea blue, azure, sky blue, and light blue, and all its magnificence faded away in just one breath and one breath. Immediately afterwards, it was smudged into gold, orange, orange, and red.

In the blink of an eye, the sky was dyed with a gorgeous rainbow light, the darkness rolled and receded like a tide, and the outlines and lines of the world became shallow and clear.

Majestic.

Thrilling.

The golden sunlight spreads out from the far end like ripples, and then outlines a golden edge on the members of the SWAT team, especially the baby face in the center of the camera.

The soft light outlines the facial features of the baby's face little by little, with huge eyes, a high nose, full lips and a sharp jaw. Cream, in stark contrast to the SWAT uniform on his body.

At this time, the tensed body lines, from the jaw to the neck to the shoulders, the blue veins that burst out without exerting force, silently described the turbulence in the heart.

Guan Zhou, a little nervous.

He could notice that the camera lens was behind him, and the muscles in his upper body were completely tense, but unlike the first shooting, this time he always kept Lu Qian's words firmly in mind:

You are Artest, you don't need to understand or make up, you are Artest yourself, just change your name.

Over and over, over and over again, Guan Zhou kept persuading himself, how would he respond if he went to perform the mission?

Then, he needs to enter a professional posture, like a warrior, completely maintain focus and dedication, and cannot be shaken by changes in the outside world.

Just as the sunlight penetrated the dark night, Guan Zhou was slightly shaken, but after a brief distraction, he became more engaged—

crisis.

When the dawn appears, it means that the natural protective color of the SWAT team has disappeared. Although there are still about two hours before the sky is bright, they need to be more cautious in their every move, so as not to startle the snakes.

A little mistake, the price may be the annihilation of the SWAT team.

As a result, Guan Zhou was completely tense, all those messy thoughts disappeared, and all the nervousness, fear, and panic disappeared in an instant. Knowing that there is a Shura battlefield waiting for them.

Shasha, a voice suddenly came from the walkie-talkie, "Assault!"

Artest hadn't had time to discern who the voice was. It was both unfamiliar and familiar, but the conditioned reflex of the nerves had already responded, and he stood on tiptoes and stepped on the cat's footsteps to move forward quickly.

He is not alone.

The entire SWAT team moved lightly and at full speed.

Whoosh, whoosh.

Lightly walking forward in the grass with the sound of footsteps in the depths of the ankles, only Chen Mu stayed where he was. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

In the camera lens, Artest's face lost the angle due to his forward footsteps, only his shoulders and back can be seen, and then gradually drifted away, and finally he could no longer be seen. Artest merged with other members of the SWAT team. For one thing, it is difficult to tell who is Artest even from his height and size.

As a result, the main body of the screen transitioned from Artest to the members of the SWAT team, and the whole team sneaked quietly.

In the blink of an eye, they had already escaped into the light golden sunlight and quickly approached the behemoth in front of them.

The apartment building exposed to the sun finally showed the whole picture, but not only did it not become clear, but it became more and more hideous. Those spots, molds, and mottles were all lashing out, not fear but decay—

Decay without any vitality is like a dead corpse, with a rotten breath all over the body, even the sun can't dispel it.

When they waited for the sight to look again, the members of the SWAT team had become a slap-sized figure, filed into the apartment building and disappeared, as if being swallowed by a giant beast.