[American Entertainment] Born to be passionate

For the cyberpunk-style "Innocence", the Kowloon Walled City is indeed a very suitable place for filming. Its survival mode has influenced the creation of many artists, such as William Gibson, who has the title of father of cyberpunk, The Walled City of Kowloon had a great influence on his "Bridge Trilogy" of novels.

However, in the era that Edmundo experienced, when he really had the energy and time to go to Hong Kong to find out, Kowloon City had already been demolished, so he didn't think of it at the first time. If it wasn't for Leslie Cheung's reminder, he would have It is possible to set the filming location in my hometown, which is the Rio slums.

However, no matter how suitable the Kowloon Walled City is for filming, it is impossible for the Ministry of Finance to slap his head and agree to allocate funds to determine the location after hearing what he said. Therefore, after the preliminary investigation, Edmundo will go to Hong Kong as an investigator.

He was accompanied by two appraisers and two photographers from DreamWorks, but according to the status, they all regarded this business trip as a public-funded tour.

Since the day of Leonardo's birthday party, Edmundo deliberately did not say a word to himself and Rui Fan. He had to let them know that his behavior was suspected of being out of line, and those who couldn't face up to their status would be to be punished.

And Jason, the kid Jason has a bit of aura, he knew he shouldn't seduce Edmondo when he was underage, so he was very diligent during the few days he lived in the manor, and quickly figured out Edmondo preferences.

So he won back his heart and the audition for that little part.

At the beginning of December, when Leonardo was called back by Cameron for reshoots and Rui Fan was also involved in the behind-the-scenes work of the film, and everyone was working overtime for the coming Christmas, Edmondo and His small team set off for Hong Kong quietly.

He didn't inform anyone of this trip except Anderson. For some unknown reason, he always had some romantic fantasies in his heart, such as encountering an old friend in a strange country on a neon street. man's neck and kiss him.

"Hmm, that sounds really romantic." The photographer sitting next to him replied somewhat perfunctorily, and he turned over a page of a magazine laid flat on his lap, "But with all due respect, Mr. Moreira, you don't want to tell Where are you and your lover asks him to be on the same street as you, I mean—it's a big world, and the odds of you wanting it are too small."

So what if the probability is small, as long as it is not zero, it is possible to realize it.

Edmondo shrugged and put on his headphones to return to the world of music. Even if human society dies, romance will not die.

……

After a 16-hour flight, they finally arrived in Hong Kong from Los Angeles. Edmundo walked down from the top in a daze. It didn't feel good to sleep at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters. It was a strange dream. I can't remember the content, but I have a vague impression that it seems to be related to feathers. Edmondo guessed that it was an angel.

When he got off the plane, Edmundo saw Leslie Cheung who had been waiting for a long time not far away. He was dressed casually today, with a black turtleneck and a camel coat. He looked like a neighbor's brother who had just walked out of the campus.

"You really don't look old, Leslie, I just found out a few hours ago that you are 17 years older than me." Edmondo shook hands with Leslie Cheung and joked, "God-you look like you are only 20 years old. "

"People often tell me that, but I guess this is the privilege of Asians." Leslie Cheung patted Edmundo on the shoulder friendly, and then greeted several people with him, "Let's go, I have Arrangements are made, remember, you must be careful when going to the Kowloon Walled City, the government has said in the past two years that it will demolish that area and replace it with a park, but a considerable part of the residents disagree, and they are negotiating.”

They got in the car, and arrived at the outskirts of the famous Kowloon Walled City about half an hour later, chatting like being cut off by a guillotine, Edmondo was shocked by the temperament of the residential area through the glass of the car window. It is different from the slums in New York. Although the same population gathers and the living conditions are poor, this place is more in line with the feeling of "downtown" without light.

Standing at the door and looking inside through the narrow space, the dirty ground is occupied by dirt and posters, and there are a few tattered slippers stuffed in the corners, no one has cleaned up the garbage, and the wires are exposed.There are dirty wild cats chasing mice and passing by from a distance, and thin but fierce-eyed wild dogs circle around like patrolling their territory.

Men and women with improper occupations led the guests through it, and occasionally children who did not go to school chased and fought inside, and soon their mothers came out with a rolling pin to shout.The space above is even narrower, with ropes hanging here and there, clothes of different colors occupying all the empty spaces, and various neon lights flashing alternately, illuminating the entire passage in red and blue.

This is a shock that hits the soul directly, and Edmondo finally understands why William Gibson has such a strong desire to create when he sees it.

The photographer kept taking pictures of the Kowloon Walled City. The evaluator found the residents' organization to understand the situation. Some of the onlookers cast curious glances at Edmondo. They must have never seen such a person with white hair and white eyelashes. .

A few barefoot boys kicked a dirty football, and the ball reached Edmondo's feet after kicking it. How could Edmundo, who came from the football kingdom, shoot such a good opportunity? He fixed the ball with a flick of his toes, and then bounced up. Amidst the cheers of the children, they surrounded him and gradually walked towards the city wall. At this moment, Leslie Cheung reached out his hand to stop him.

"Don't go, you don't know what danger you are facing." He drove the boys away, and then said to Edmondo seriously, "This is a famous three-way area, and the people in it have their own way of life. I won't let you go just because you're a Hollywood director."

It’s true, fish and dragons are mixed here, and Edmondo, who doesn’t understand the language, will be considered as good as he is if he walks into the depths. If he can fight, he will be squeezed dry, crushed, and then put into a black plastic bag and thrown into the trash can. Just because he survived in the slums of Brazil doesn't mean he can do it in Kowloon Walled City.

"I know a person who can let us shoot on the outside, give some money to the residents and stop some donations from the local people." Leslie Cheung said, "But not in the depths, where the level of danger is even feared by the army. point."

"Thank you for reminding me, I won't do that again." Edmundo chuckled, "The periphery is fine too, enough for me to use as a frame-thank you again, if it wasn't for you, I would have completely overlooked such a great place."

"You don't have to be so polite. This is the first film I have cooperated with a foreign country. I naturally hope it will be the best." Leslie Cheung smiled modestly, and then motioned for Edmondo to follow, "Let's go, let's talk to the responsible talk to people."

……

Edmondo and the others arrived at the Kowloon Walled City in the afternoon, and it was already evening after discussing the issue of renting the venue. The photographer and evaluator replied that the hotel contacted the project manager of DreamWorks, and prepared to send the news and photos they got today. Back home, Edmondo had nothing to do, so he simply followed Leslie Cheung to a nearby night market for shopping.

The two of them didn't hide it, and let the passers-by see their whole picture. Most of the passers-by recognized Leslie Cheung, but they were frightened away by Edmondo when they went up to ask for his autograph. They looked like they were being photographed, but no one came forward to talk to them.

"We have white people here all the time, but very few white people like you, I mean people with every hair on their body white."

"It doesn't matter, my situation is not common in Brazil, especially in the United States." Edmundo replied, he pointed to his hair with a skewer, "I have the genetic gene of albinism, but it is not reflected in the hair. On, you know, when I was young, I had blond hair, but somehow it grew and became whiter, and it was pure white a few years ago—give me some squid, this little thing is really delicious."

"Nature is so amazing." Leslie Cheung responded with a smile, and handed over the squid skewers. He also held a bowl of fish balls and a few bowl cakes in his hand, all for Edmondo. Touched him and signaled to the dining car in front, "Would you like to try the crispy pork intestines, it's delicious."

Edmondo looked over in horror, he had never eaten such a thing in his two lifetimes.

"Try something new, otherwise your visit to Hong Kong is not in vain?"

After hesitating for a while, Edmondo agreed, so he was dragged by Leslie Cheung to eat all the street snacks, including spicy chicken wings.When he was so hot by the chili powder that he coughed non-stop and was about to spit fire, Zhang Guo laughed and burst into tears, and Edmund had nothing to do with him, after all, the street was full of people he couldn't see. Understand the symbols (Chinese)

By the time the two of them wiped off the oil stains on their fingers with paper towels, it was already approaching midnight.

Leslie Cheung made a phone call on the side of the road, and then the whole person became happy, then he tugged on Edmondo's sleeve, and mysteriously told him to take him to a good place.

Edmondo was deeply skeptical.

The experience of one afternoon plus one night taught him two truths:

1 Chinese cuisine is indeed a big step ahead of other countries in the world.

2 Leslie Cheung only has a face like an angel

"Don't be so nervous, I won't sell you, although a 'baizi' like you can sell for tens of millions on the black market." Leslie Cheung joked, "But I believe that if I do that, I won't sell you for less than two dollars." One day this place will be occupied by the French army, right?"

"Two days? I think it's more than two months." Edmondo snorted softly, "The heir to the Bonaparte family is just a false name, and the fans in France are spontaneous. In my hometown, some people say that I It was picked up by the boss of the slum boss, that's just a saying, nothing more."

Sitting in the backseat of the car, the two began chatting in different places, from movies to clothing, from clothing to design, from design back to the European Film Festival, and from the film festival to the relationship experience of the two, and finally Even to the best sex||love spot.

Leslie Cheung really surprised Edmondo. An oriental man who is conservative in stereotypes dared to admit that he is bisexual and that he has a homosexual. It is hard to imagine how much criticism he will suffer.

"It's no big deal, gender doesn't matter at all, people shouldn't label each other, what - gays, lesbians, and people who identify differently, they're just human, and people should be free The right to fall in love." Leslie Cheung lit a cigarette and said, "In my opinion, the reason for a failed relationship is that the two people themselves are not suitable, and everything else should not be an obstacle."

Edmondo shrugged his shoulders and did not express any opinions. He was not interested in such profound topics, and nothing was important to him. What he thought in his mind was what he had to act for.

"So—you've had a lot of relationships, haven't you?" he said slowly, "And what's your favorite pose... or what kind of content is it?"

"I'm thinking, uh, about orthodox missionaries and backs," he replied. "I like anything that brings us closer together."

"Oh, missionary, a synonym for uninteresting. I thought you'd be more interesting in that regard."

"Boring? What do you think is the most interesting?"

"Of course it's superior."

"Nonsense, how could it be a superior."

……

Just when the two were about to quarrel because their superiors were still missionaries, the car arrived at the destination: a bungalow on Kadoorie Hill.Just a second after Edmondo looked at the house with some doubts and guessed what Leslie Cheung was going to do, a clear female voice sounded.

"It can be regarded as coming back, brother! If they don't come, they will pull Weizi on the table and set fire to everyone-oh! Is this the Hollywood director you want to work with?"