Wilderness Challenge [Comprehensive British American American Entertainment]

Pakistan, unknown prison, a dark interrogation room.

The man held in this room had a standard Middle Eastern face, was wearing a dirty white top, and stepped on a boxy mat under his feet.

The iron chain connected the shackles on his wrists, and tied him tightly to the ceiling.Two guards wearing masks stood silently on the left and right, and the man's face could be clearly seen from their angles.

His hair was soaked, his cheekbones were cracked, his eyelids were swollen and high, his nose bridge was broken, his whole body was blue and purple, and there was no good flesh.

The weight of his whole body rested on the two arms that were forced to lift up. This position slowly tore the shoulders apart, silently torturing them all the time.

Suddenly, the cell door opened.

Two people walked into the room from the sunny outside, as if bringing the wind mixed with gravel and dust into here.

The leading man is named Dan, who is the person in charge sent by the CIA to interrogate the prisoners. He has curly hair, a big beard, a strong figure, tired eyes, but a hard expression on his face, like a piece of marble.

Behind him was a slightly shorter man.

She may have gone through some disguise, a large gray-blue coat, and a black hood, but the thud of high heels when walking still exposed her identity.

It was a woman, a woman rarely seen here.

This woman's name is Maya, and she has just volunteered to be sent from Washington to Pakistan to join the team chasing down terrorists.Years of research in the rear were not enough to fill her heart with the shock and hatred of the 9 incident. Only real participation on the front line could make her sleep peacefully.

Maya followed Dan from the dark corner to the center of the room, where the sunlight streamed in through the only window, sparking bright spots in those green eyes.

In the attire of this scene, the actors can only express their expressions with their own eyes.

Maya stared at the tragic scene in front of her without blinking. Although only her mouth, nose and two eyes were exposed, the surprise at that moment was still clearly expressed.

Dan stepped forward to warn the prisoner.

"I am your master, Amal," he said gravely. "You belong to me."

These were common terms used to destroy a prisoner's sense of self and establish a reward-punishment response, but they would destroy a person's personality in a way that no agent had ever seen in Washington Maya.

The hanged man, Amar, the hijacker's patron, did not look up.

Dan was immediately enraged.

He growled loudly at the other party, repeating the rules of this cell.He is the master, and he is the sky. If the other party dares to avoid the master's sight, move at will, or lie, he will be punished extremely horribly.

Meanwhile, two guards began shoving the prisoner.They unhooked him and pushed him like a tumbler in the middle of the cell, the action of the injury was extremely rough.

Taking advantage of their "working" time, Dan, who finished his harsh words, took Maya outside the room, where other agents were staring at the monitor.Across a screen, anyone would find some violent behavior less unbearable than face-to-face.

Dan lit a cigarette.

Maya took off her hood.Her blond hair was braided and pulled back in a neat braid, with a pair of black earrings around her ears, and a tired face.He took off his coat again, revealing the well-fitting black suit underneath.

Dan couldn't help but joke a little bit about the outfit, and invited her over for coffee.

Maya looked up at him, her eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of offended anger.

This was a formal interrogation, but the colleague in front of her didn't regard her as an interrogator who could torture her together. He even suggested that she stay outside and watch the surveillance, saying, "There is nothing shameful about this."

bias.

The enraged Maya immediately asked to enter the cell to watch.This time, she was wearing her own suit and no hood—as if she would fear reprisals from the terrorists, as if they had a chance of getting out alive.

Then came the more inhumane punishment. In order to ask other participants in the organization, Dan was going to waterboard Amal.

Maya was distraught by the roaring.

Jennifer is used to expressing emotions with small movements. At this time, she just lowered her eyebrows, small creases formed between her eyes, and her fingers unconsciously curled up around her mouth, showing a person who was quite disturbed by the violent scene. She was a female agent, and the struggle in those eyes showed that her pride and desire to hunt down the prisoner did not allow her to turn away.

Just then Dan ordered, "You pass me the bucket over there. Fill it with some water."

She looked up in surprise at the order.

The screams of Amal being waterboarded, accompanied by Dan's growling question of "Where was the last time you saw bin Laden?" resounded throughout the room.

Maya crouched aside.

The camera pans close to her face.

In a way, she knew it was wrong, but it was wrong.Everyone's hope is on these prisoners. Only by breaking their backbones and making them speak can there be hope for the future.

She stared at the scene in front of her eyes, a flash of impatience flashed in her eyes, her fingers unconsciously rested on her mouth again, and her thumb was close to her lips.

There was no further sound until the end of the interrogation.

***

The second interrogation took place after reporting to the embassy.

None of the operatives tracking Al Qaeda have found anything else, and the only clues remain are the dozens of terrorists being held in prisons.

Maya followed Dan and a few guards into the room.

Dan gave Amal a chair to sit in, gave him a drink and something to eat, and immediately began to torture him.

This time Amar's attitude seemed to soften a bit, but he still didn't know what information the team members wanted.

Dan's tone was calm, and he didn't even show any anger on his face. He just humiliated him even more tragically-taking off his pants and showing his flesh soiled by his own excrement.

Maya who was standing in the room immediately looked away.

Jennifer was ready, but she didn't expect the two actors to be so stubborn, one dared to pick up and the other dared to take off.But thinking about Hugh Jackman being naked when the whole crew watched it, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

Her reaction at this moment is completely a normal subconscious reaction of a woman, but it seems extremely real.

The interrogators deliberately left the room, allowing the prisoner to show himself so disgracefully in front of a woman, hoping to destroy his defenses completely.

The camera pans between the two remaining people.

Amal looks at Maya.

His thoughts are all expressed on his face-there is a woman opposite, women will not be so cruel, women are naturally sympathetic.

Weeping softly, he begged, "Please, help me."

Maya froze.

The lens did not hesitate to give a close-up.

This shot, which would become one of Bigelow's finest, showcases the actor's unparalleled control over microexpressions and otherworldly emotional shifts.

Jennifer Davis' performance is completely stripped of craftsmanship.

She doesn't even need to use big movements to express the change of inner emotions, just use her eyes, eyebrows, lips, every line and every line of her face.

Those eyes could speak for some reason, one second there was still flickering hesitation like candle flames, the next second it was like a heavy iron gate fell down, and all the soft things were covered by cold blood-like rust up.

In the dark cell, her eyes are as deep as a drop of green lake, gradually freezing as the weather turns cold,

Maya stepped forward—Amar showed an expression of infinite hope—and said forcefully: "You must tell the truth, only you can save yourself."

Absolutely!

Bigelow couldn't help biting his lip.

This line is impeccable in terms of tone and intonation control, and it is slightly tightened amidst the undeniable forcefulness.

Does Maya have an aversion to torture?disgusted.

Will Maya give up asking for clues because of this conflict?impossible.

Therefore, actors must perform the embarrassment and difficulty that naturally arises from facing the "weak" who has been trampled into the dust, and must also perform a firm stand on top of this complex emotion.

She thought this performance was impeccable, and was about to praise her favorite general at dinner, but she didn't expect to see more exciting scenes in the later scenes.

The men who came back put Amal on a leash, crawled him around the room, and abused him so much that he still refused to tell the time of the next attack.

Maya was standing in the corner, her face so dark and indescribable, she obviously had a hard time with such things, but knew they were necessary in this situation.

Amal was dragged to a narrow box, and the gang stuffed him into it.He repeated the meaningless number of days in his mouth, Dan leaned closer and kept asking——

There should have been no Maya here.

But at this moment, Jennifer, who was standing in the corner, slowly walked out of the shadows and walked to the edge of the cage, keeping a certain distance from it.

Bigelow's face was serious, she didn't call to stop, but waited with some expectations that she didn't know.

She didn't know what she was waiting for, but she knew she couldn't miss what might happen next.

In the zoomed-in shot, the micro-expression on Jennifer's face changes again.

She frowned slightly, her pupils constricted, and she clasped her hands.

Just from this demeanor and movement, one can feel the complex and unspeakable emotions in Maya's heart at this moment—she very much hopes that Amar can tell the time of the next terrorist attack.

Her demeanor was so unspeakable that everyone who was watching couldn't help guessing:

Was it just two years of hatred for 9/11 and her obsession with capturing all the terrorists that made her show this suspenseful expression?

In addition, perhaps, is there a little bit more, when this answer comes from Amal, she can also avoid seeing this cruelty of being naked like a dog being pulled by a collar and stuffed into a small wooden box What about the picture?

She waited silently.

Moments later, Amar is still chanting the dates meaninglessly.Dan slammed down the side panel and locked him in the dark cabinet.

no clue.

It was hard to tell whether it was due to great disappointment, worry about the attack, or the violent impact of torture and values, Maya's eyebrows moved slightly, and her lips quivered slightly.

"CUT!"

shouted Bigelow.

The female director is rarely happy,

The whole crew immediately came to life, and several people hurried over to release Radar Katbu from the box, and someone handed him water, blankets and clothes.

The actor is very dedicated, and even water boarding and narrow cages are required to be personally involved.certainly.His pants were really off too.

Jennifer switched from the state of filming to the state of daily life, sitting in a chair and discussing with the two actors the next scene to be filmed.

There are a few scenes that need to be re-shot. Although Bigelow likes to use the one-shot shooting method and is often praised for this famous scene, there are still some details that have not been caught this time.

The interrogation, filmed in a camp set up outside New York, took three full days.Three days, two interrogations, each picture is extremely concise, without unnecessary dragging and waste of pen.

During these three days, every staff member was overwhelmed by Jennifer's control over micro-expressions and demeanor.She seems to be born to eat this bowl of rice, and can even control the trembling of her lips and the twitching of her eyelids very naturally.

Excellent films rely on the solid performance of the main creator, while great films rely on the aura of the main creator.A well-timed expression fluctuation, a clever little movement, may become a classic worthy of thousands of scrutiny.

And Jennifer Davis has this superstar flash.

She is 25 years old, and she is only luck away from that gold cup.