I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

She took another sip of the martini in the glass, letting the cold wine soak her throat, bringing a bit of coolness on this humid early summer day.

The fleet set off, followed by a scene in which the male protagonist showed himself. He fished at sea, mingled with the sailors, and formed a sharp contrast with the heroine Amber.

But through the details, it can still be seen that Amber herself yearns for those free lives. The reason why she maintains her current estranged appearance is just because she doesn't want to have too many intersections with the people around her to shake herself.

"Classic character design, clichéd, but it's rare to perform well."

Ms. Merritt made a comment.

In today's movies, many people want to portray a character that can grow and change. Such a character has more layers and depth. If it is portrayed well, it will be easier to be liked.

But many directors have failed. Either the role was too annoying at the beginning, and the motivation for the change was not enough, which made people look fake, or it was limited by the acting skills of the actors, and there was not much difference between before and after.

In Ms. Merritt's view, a role like Amber is a classic role of a princess who yearns for freedom but shoulders responsibilities. Such a role usually creates a certain relationship with the knight who escorts her to her destination. There will also be changes in love. In the end, they will either break their destiny and go to freedom, or they will stick to their responsibilities and part ways with the knight, but they will definitely change.

Whether this kind of classic character design can be successfully created depends on not only the plot, but also the acting skills.

And there is no doubt that the image created by the current amber is very successful.

"This is a treasure."

Ms. Merritt couldn't help but sigh, as long as such an actor takes time, he will surely become a real superstar who can control various roles.

I don't know if she will come to the film festival this time. If she comes, Ms. Merritt will definitely persuade her to stay in Europe to accept the influence of literature and art, instead of sinking into those studios chasing fame and fortune.

This son must not be returned to the country.

At this time, a quarter of the movie has progressed, and Calamus, the leader of the mercenaries under the moonlight, also explained that this trip is quite dangerous. As the camera zooms out, the two ships gradually become smaller, and the camera crosses the sea and keeps zooming out. , and finally came to another fleet.

On this fleet, there are bandages wrapped around his body, and several warships are led by weird-looking bandaged men, who are eyeing the protagonist's fleet.

There is no doubt that in the following plot, they will definitely take the opportunity to attack the protagonist's fleet and try to kill the heroine.

"Is it still the same as an adventure action movie?"

Ms. Merritt picked up her glass and was about to take another sip when she realized that it was empty.

It was rare, maybe because the weather was too humid and hot, she actually finished drinking.

After the movie was paused, she got up to pour another glass, but after thinking about it, she decided to put a bottle of sparkling wine in an ice bucket and take it to the screening room.

During the interval, Ms. Merritt found that she had received several text messages on her mobile phone, all from her colleagues who were also judges.

The content of these people's text messages is similar, with only one central theme.

Go see All Quiet in Spring!

===375. The big one is coming===

Ms. Merritt did not reply to these messages. She smiled, put down her phone, took the ice bucket and wine glass to the screening room, poured a glass, and came to the window. She took a sip and glanced at the scenery outside the window.

It is already late at night, just like in the movie, but a faint mist pervades the mountains and forests, the moonlight tonight is blocked by clouds, the earth is hazy, and the sultry air makes people feel irritable. Only the wine in hand can bring A little relief.

Sitting back on the sofa, she pressed the play button, and the movie continued.

The protagonist discovers the conspiracy of the bandage men. Those bandage men use some mysterious gods to confuse the crew and try to infect the people on board with the plague. Fortunately, the protagonist resolves it. He seems to have mastered some special spells for people to spy on A corner of the supernatural power of the whole world.

And in the sea, there are also unspeakable monsters lurking, which are far from being as calm as the real sea.

"Wonderful witchcraft, very exotic world view."

Ms. Merritt did not dislike the appearance of this supernatural power. After all, there were monsters at the beginning of the movie, and the background of the world view also showed that these monsters need the power of a witch to purify them. It is not surprising that these mercenaries have some special abilities.

Art films have never rejected such a setting. It might be better to say that extraordinary abilities are often a theme of romanticism. Even the Nobel Prize will award magical realism literature. There is some idealistic power. no big deal.

In the movie, the man in the bandage thinks the time has come and prepares to launch a surprise attack. The camera falls from the bow of these people and sinks into the sea. Crumbling in the turbulent waves.

The unprecedented storm revived Ms. Merritt.

The deafening thunder roared, and the devastating waves hit the wooden sailboat, just like the warm spring scene at the beginning of the movie, and now the storm scene on the sea seems to overflow the screen.

Ms. Merritt grasped the arm of the sofa involuntarily. She felt herself spinning, as if she was not in a villa in the French countryside, but on a boat, facing the might of nature, she could only bow her knees.

Holding her breath, she saw the protagonist's ship break through the wind and waves again and again, but the wind and waves seemed to be boundless, with no end at all.

At the same time, in the distance, the appearance of the enemy's chasing fleet adds tension to the plot, and a big battle is imminent.

The protagonist finds the witch Kohaku and asks her to calm the anger of the sea.

Amber in front of the open window, her face was wet by the rain and the tide, and the lightning flashed, illuminating her side face, with a beauty beyond human.

She answered, and began to sing those ancient ballad-like prayers that Ms. Merritt could not understand.

With this prayer, Ms. Merritt felt her heart become calm.

She saw, amidst the majestic wind and rain that could be felt across the screen, a beam of light hit down.

The light penetrated the clouds, pierced the darkness, and landed on the ship where the protagonist was.

At this time, the movie gave a panoramic picture. In the dark surge, two ships, one large and one small, were tossing in the waves. The warship in the distance was ready to go, and its artillery had been fired. In the sky, The clouds were overcast, and lightning was brewing, but a ray of light fell from the infinitely high sky, illuminating the ship.

This oil painting-like texture is shocking, and Ms. Merritt held her breath, as if seeing the works of oil painting masters who used colors to the extreme.

What is revealed in this picture is the spirit of unyielding struggle and the great will of human beings bursting out in the face of desperation.

Ms. Merritt even felt the sanctity of a religious pilgrimage.

Amber at this moment is more noble than the saint who saved France a hundred years ago.

It's not just about special effects.

A person with poor acting skills, even if he is given such a lighting, such a scene, he only behaves like he is reciting his lines, and Amber, this awe-inspiring, lonely aura that controls everything, even without these violent storms around him Still vividly expressed.

At this moment, she is the most noble person in the world.

This caused Ms. Merritt to have a strange thought, that is, is there really such a saint in this world, with these extraordinary powers?

However, the good times didn't last long. With the approach of the enemy fleet, the uninterrupted shelling, the bandage man also followed.

The main character's dog, a supernatural creature also dives into the sea and launches an attack on the enemy battleship.

The camera changes with the movement of the dog, and it turns into a monster covered with tentacles and eyeballs, shuttles through the sea, and arrives on the enemy warship. The tentacles grab the sailors and throw them into the sea, rampaging on the deck.

A sailor was hit by the cannon, and a cannonball burst out from the black muzzle immediately. The cannonball flew up at the end and hit the ship where the protagonist was.

The angle of view followed the flying man to the second floor of the cabin. A man in bandages stood in front of the window, stretching out his bandages and the smoke wrapped around the bandages.

The camera moves forward with the bandage, towards Amber in front.

This series of long shots starts from the protagonist and ends at the protagonist. The camera movement is smooth, and it shows the fierce fighting and tragedy of the war. Even Ms. Merritt, who is not interested in this kind of battle scene, has to admit that this part is quite Wonderful, whether it is the production of special effects, the transfer of personnel, or the arrangement of storyboards, they are all good enough to be called excellent.

The bandage man fought off the shrine maiden who didn't seem to be good at fighting, interrupted her chanting, and fought back and forth with the protagonist for a few paragraphs at the same time.

Soon, the bandaged man was attacked by the protagonist and suffered serious fatal injuries. The smoke on his whole body began to become chaotic.

Something murmured in Ms. Merritt's ears.

For a moment, she felt a chill down her spine, because the voice was as if someone was chanting in her ears, it was so real.

She hurriedly looked to the left and right, and she was the only one in the huge projection room.

After taking a sip of the sparkling wine, Ms. Merritt saw that the man in the bandage seemed to be able to bring about some kind of disaster. He fell into the water, and his whole body spread out, dyeing the already deep seawater black.

A huge black shadow appeared in the sea.

For a split second, even though the storm hadn't subsided, even though the battle hadn't ended, the whole movie suddenly fell silent.

Only, there was a beating sound similar to a heartbeat.

The sound made Ms. Merritt feel throbbing and resonating.

thump--

thump--

thump--

She didn't know what was coming next.

All she knew was that the big one was coming.

Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket!

===376.Who hasn't got a girlish heart===

The battle was still going on, and the battle between another bandage man and the mercenary leader Calamus was full of strength and grace, but with the restlessness of the monster under their feet, everyone could not escape.

thump--

Iris, who was defeated and fell into the water, looked at the light projected from the surface of the water. She stretched out her hand, but more darkness enveloped her body.

In an instant, all the ships were swallowed by the nameless darkness and sank, only the eternal sea occupied Ms. Merritt's thoughts.

When human beings are in the deep sea, they will be in the superposition of two states of claustrophobia and emptiness at the same time.

In that dark and gloomy world, some unknown things are about to move, arousing the deepest fear in the human heart.

And the vastness of the sea, and the various creatures hidden in it, give people infinite reverie and unstoppable imagination.

Since ancient times, the ocean itself has been one of the fears of mankind, deified along with the sky and the earth.

And now, Ms. Merritt feels the same way.

For a moment, she felt suffocated.

It was an indescribable feeling of occlusion. The air in the projection room suddenly became heavy like sea water, and even breathing became difficult. Ms. Merritt couldn't help holding her breath, feeling a tightness in her chest Stuffy, her legs struggled unconsciously, like a drowning person.

Under such circumstances, she saw that a huge, beyond imagination rising from the bottom of the sea, all those who fell into the water, the fragments of those ships, the fragments of shells, everything, everything seemed small and insignificant .

In that huge black shadow, even death cannot be called eternal.

Those who fell into the water were wrapped in black, silent, and no one knew what their final outcome was, was they swallowed and torn by the black shadow, and died in pain?Or was it dissolved and disappeared without consciousness?Or was it directly transported to the sea several miles away safe and sound?

The unknown is the greatest fear.

Ms. Merritt even felt that the whole room was darkened.

The depressing, humid early summer air in the southern French countryside penetrated into her lungs like a ghost, like sticky glue, blocking her airway bit by bit. With the clouds covering the last ray of moonlight, the projection room sank I couldn't see my fingers, only the projection screen shimmered, illuminating the room.

There was silence, save for the faint sound of the ocean current passing by her ears, occupying Ms. Merritt's body.