[US Entertainment] Best Director

After finishing the cut, Prairis looked at the time.

It's almost time to start the afternoon shoot.

Put away the computer and stand up.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a face.

Mr. Eddie Redmayce, who was supposed to be having lunch at a fast food restaurant, looked at her inquiringly.

Prairis's scalp tingled from being watched.

He smiled awkwardly, "Have you had a good meal?"

The silent and restrained Mr. Eddie Redmayne naturally did not answer her.

Prairie felt like the smirk was about to drop from his face.

Ever since she knew that Eddie Redmayth was the green hat robber that day, Prairie felt that her hard-working inspirational girl persona collapsed.

Every time she sees him staring at her thoughtfully, she will think of the scene where she lay on the ground and touched porcelain that day.

......

An awkward leg.

Scratching his head and trying to find an excuse to leave, the silent and restrained Mr. Eddie Redmayce said, "Eddie."

"?".

Eddie persistently repeated "Eddie."

"..." Prairis looked confused, still not understanding what he was talking about.

Seeing Prairis's misty appearance, Eddie took another deep look at Prairis, and after a long time, he slowly explained, "You call me Eddie."

After saying that, he cast a familiar look at Praris, turned and left.

........

Pryreth felt that sooner or later Eddie Redmayce would die at her hands.

Under the stimulus of the introverted and silent Mr. Eddie Redmayce's eyes that absorb thousands of meanings every day, Prairis finished shooting all the materials in twelve days.

It took a day to rough cut and I had about six or seven minutes left.

Take the rough cut samples and hand them over to professional fine cutters for editing.

The trimmer, Ove, is friends with the staff of the early stage team, and has also heard some rumors about Preris.

A useless vase.

An ignorant girl who dreams of being a director.

Ove pursed his lips in disdain, and motioned for Preris to copy the rough cut material to the computer.

At night, Ove made a cup of coffee and lazily opened the rough cut version of Prairis.

The first is an underwater overhead shot.

The hero sinks to the bottom of the water.

Normal shooting techniques and angles.

Plain, nothing new.

Ove took a sip of coffee calmly.Then look down.

Gray blue sky, stagnant thick fog.

The hero brushes his teeth, washes his face, and goes out.

Push open the door, it is an empty street.

Sometimes the wind blows through the trees, rustling.

The hero walks alone on the road.

The whole city is as quiet as a tomb.

The gray-blue tone is like a vortex that brings the viewer into a lonely and desolate world.

This kind of loneliness is intense and fiery, like the intertwining of ice and fire, which quietly drowns all senses.

Ove put down his coffee cup.

Not feeling well.

This is not the first time that Ove has seen a film with gray and blue as the main color, but it is definitely the most captivating one he has seen in his decades of work... It seems that in just one thought, you become the protagonist, lost In a torrent of despair.

Ove felt a tingling in the top of his head.

on the screen.

The hero pries open a dusty room.

Slowly and vigorously began to search for food.

Pick up the can, put it in the bag, pick up the can, put it in the bag...  

All actions seem to be unpacked into countless bars, slow and dull.

The gray-cyan tone makes the whole scene extraordinarily depressing.

The actor's eyes are empty, without any expression.

Mechanically repeating the action of searching, in order to continue their own life.

It's a hopeless apocalypse with no zombies and no superheroes.

Everyone is dead, except myself.

Time and space are infinitely magnified, and desolation seeps into the pores.

Repeat the action of stagnation, continuing a zombified dead walking dead.

Desperate, lonely, at a loss....

Ove seemed to be able to breathe that oppressive numbness from the air.

Messy bridge.

No one, just empty, dusty cars.

The hero crosses the traffic and walks to the middle of the bridge.

The gray-blue sun fell on his shoulders.

The moment the bold and strong side backlight came out, the whole atmosphere was heightened to the extreme, and the dim yellow light became sharp and cool under the frame of gray and blue tones.

Just like this chaotic and noisy but extremely solemn empty city.

There were a few drops of cold sweat on Ove's forehead.

He was already on his knees watching.

When the credits appeared at the end of the credits, Ove pinched his thigh hard.

He was very angry at the moment.

A useless vase?

An ignorant girl who dreams of being a director?

Go cheating!

He proved with his still weak knee strength that this tm is a scourge! ! ! !

Ove quickly sent the edited clip to Prairis.

After watching it once, Pryris felt that the transition did not meet her definition of this short film, so she took the time to go to the editing room again.

Have Ove switch the white-bordered transition to a fake shot.

Ove has some concerns, "I still think the white transition is better, and the fake transition always feels a bit surreal."

Prairis clicked the mouse, "Have you seen Wong Kar Wai's "Blueberry Nights"?"

Ove was stunned for a moment, "I've seen it."

"How do you feel about the transition?"

"Unreal, romantic... blurry?"

Prairis nodded with a smile, and said, "Then what do you think of the style of our short film?"

Ove immediately understood what Prairis was thinking.

"Blueberry Night" has strong and magnificent colors, dream-like visual images, messy and fragmented narratives, and the magnification of time and space. Even if everyone knows that it is futile, everyone wants to seek love and happiness in the city like a behemoth. Meaning, struggle and ups and downs, elegant but decadent.

And this "Alone"?The colors are cold and sharp, the visual image is stagnant and gray, and the poetic narrative creates a hopeless world. Time and space are magnified in silence, and the camera even tracks every minute and every second of every movement. The protagonist struggles in vain in the doomsday, and finally becomes Silent, cramped, and desperate.

Apart from the concept of the subject matter, but from the perspective of feelings, they are very similar.

"I see." Ove immediately began to switch the transition to a fake shot.

It has been three days since I got the finished film.

Prairie sent the film to the registration mailbox.

Ms. Jory sent a message saying that her father, old Clander, passed away last night.

Prairis hastily booked a plane ticket back to Stratford to attend the funeral of old Clander.

After returning to the Clander Manor, he changed into a long black dress, and then drove to the church.

The pastor had finished his long words of remembrance and stood aside.

Ms. Jory and her young son stood beside the coffin to be remembered by the guests.

Under Ms. Jory's gaze, Prairis wisely took a bouquet of white daisies and put them on Old Klander's coffin, then turned and left the main seat.

Picked a seat near the back and sat down.

Surrounded by unfamiliar faces, I simply took out my phone and started to browse Facebook.

A shadow fell over Prairis.

Prairis subconsciously looked up.

The persistent green tie in the black suit almost blinded Prairis. …

Lifting her head heavily like fate, she looked at the man standing in front of her.

The meticulous hair, the elegant face with freckles, the straight retro black suit, and this bright touch of green all reminded the identity of the man in front of Prairis.

Facing the familiar fiery gaze of the man in front of him, Prairis opened his mouth hesitantly.

"Hi...Eddie."

Eddie Redmayce nodded veiledly.

Sitting next to Prairis.

In the silence, Prairis coughed and began to try to find a topic.

"Why are you here?"

"........"

"You look really nice in what you're wearing today."

"......"

"Have you had your lunch, the baked potatoes at Stratford are good."

"......"

"Then when did you come to Stratford?"

"This morning."

When the shy Mr. Eddie Redmayce finally spoke up, Prairice was in high spirits.

"That's a coincidence, so am I."

Eddie was silent for a while, a long time, and looked at her with the familiar eyes of Prairis.Said expressionlessly.

"I'm on the same plane as you."

"......That's a coincidence."

Prairis began to doubt her own IQ, where did she get the confidence to think that she would have a topic with this Mensao? ? ? ?