tokyo voice

A cannon fire rang out.

The deserted tones, the flying fine snow, and the dark red blood as the only pure color in the gray-white battlefield are so eye-catching.Under the dry branches covered with thin ice crystals, corpses were piled up, and they overlapped each other, creating a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.The warriors who collided and fought roared desperately, and the black executioner looked like a ghost, constantly harvesting lives.

From the very beginning, there was a fierce battle, the sound of knives, guns, swords and halberds and the splash of blood directly attracted the attention of the audience.

Mizuno Changji couldn't help but his eyes lit up. The sense of speed and strength combined, and the clean, sharp and fluid motion design surprised him.

I didn't expect to see such a good quality cold weapon fighting in Japanese movies.Xiangjiang movies are popular in Asia, and its signature action scenes are well-known all over the world. It is difficult to find rivals, and this scene has exactly that feeling.

The two most difficult points in manga are character restoration and move reproduction.

The sword skills in the original work are too amazing, but they are not to the point of being completely detached from reality. If special effects are used to create fancy sword aura and gust of wind, it will be more dramatic.Moreover, sword and halberd films have always attached great importance to imposing light moves, such a treatment is very surprising, and from the perspective of viewing experience, it is also very fun.

"Victory, our Sa Changjun won!"

The Fallen Sect stood in the snow and roared, celebrating their victory with each other, while the blood-stained Himura Kenshin just stood wearily in the devastation, looking at the crowd who were crying or laughing blankly, with the blood-stained knife in his hand Still dripping scarlet.

"Drawing the knife, don't think that this is the end." Someone said to him sternly, "One day, we will meet again. We live by the sword and die by the sword, and none of us can escape."

Fei Cun Kenshin, who was similar to a walking dead, just looked back, stuck the sharp knife firmly on the ground and left, silently expressing his choice.

With the figure of the protagonist going away, the title was officially played.Enter the main plot of the original work, "The Disappearance and Return of Drawing the Sword".

Changji Mizuno discovered that Saitoichi, who was once a member of the Shinsengumi, had already appeared here.According to the original work, this is an important role that will not appear until the middle part.He knew it was an adaptation of the script.

The length of the movie is limited, so it is definitely not possible to shoot according to the book, and you can only make a choice.It's just that the early story of the original work is weak, and I'm afraid it's hard to live up to the psychological expectations of the audience who bought tickets to the theater. But if you force a wonderful chapter, it's hard to explain the origin of the characters. Non-original fans will definitely be confused.

For a person of Mizuno Nagaji's age, the red-haired swordsman male date is equal to his memories of his school days, and there are no plot obstacles.Then he quickly discovered that the conflicts of the characters and the collection and arrangement were basically original by the crew.

The fake Batosai under the villain attacked Kamiya Ryu everywhere, which made the heroine Kaoru Kamiya and the protagonist Kenshin have the first communication. Later, the villain wanted to occupy the dojo, but Kenshin came to stop him, and Kenshin, who exposed his strength, was arrested by the police. After he was arrested, he was also discovered by the government, and senior officials invited him to serve for the new era again, and the past that belonged to the executioner was also explained logically.

Compared with the protagonist group in the comics, which only get together after dozens of episodes, the early stage of the movie is more compact, and the appearance of the protagonist group is quickly completed.Their respective appeals and grievances are basically aimed at the villains in the bureau, and the merger is completed.

The group fight in the dojo midway still maintained an excellent fighting scene, which was exciting and enjoyable.

The authorities hoped that the protagonist could play a new role in the new era, but was rejected.

The core and important part of the role of Fei Cun Kenshin is also shown-as a ruthless assassin, now he uses the reverse blade scroll, abandons the murder knife, and becomes a living sword that sticks to the oath of not killing.

The blood-stained, wandering wanderer, thanks and persuaded by Kaoru Kamiya, boarded at the Kamiya Dojo, and seemed to have a home for the first time.

And when Jian Xin, who was covered in mud, changed into the familiar reddish-brown clothing, stood in the forest, accepted the caress of the breeze, raised his head slightly, smiled and breathed quietly.Readers of the original work, such as Mizuno Choji, who sat in the screening hall, felt a little emotional.

It's all memories of time gone by.

But after being comfortable, there are yellowed old pages that turn down quickly.

"Can you help us as assassins for the new era—"

A dull line pulls the timeline back to Kyoto 14 years ago.

The young man in black kneeling on the tatami looked down at the flickering light in the paper cage, silent for a long time, then turned his gaze to a cup of tea handed by someone else, which was not only tea for the guests but also a letter An invitation to the Bloody Road.

"If my sword can be exchanged for peace and tranquility..."

The boy in black didn't drink his tea, but just grabbed the scabbard in his hand.In a pair of eyes, deep clouds are accumulating.

night.

The pink weeping cherry blossoms bloom like fireworks in the silent night, the cold wind carries the cherry blossoms swaying, and the water drops on the corner of the eaves accumulate deeper and deeper until they finally shatter.

The procession walked through the deserted and quiet long street.

"It's getting late, hurry up and go."

A cool voice, like ripples in the winter lake, entered the audience's ears.

The paper lamp is gently raised, and the twilight flickering candle dispels the darkness and puddles, illuminating the plain white and clean long gray hakama, and the soft light gently climbs upwards, like unfolding a picture scroll, reflecting half of the face.

The samurai in white is thin, standing silently in the center of the screen, his faint eyes are even brighter than Xinghe's peripheral vision.

At this time, Mizuno Choji noticed that the two girls in the front row seemed to be a little moved, and quietly bowed his head and said a few words.

This is also inevitable.

The reporter nodded slightly.

The actor is really handsome and gentle.

The cherry blossoms at night, the creek, the light rain, and the cold wind, with these as the backdrop, the white-clothed warrior with a lantern and a sword is a perfect shot.

In the entire auditorium, there are only natural sounds such as rain and wind, and it suddenly becomes as clean as a mirror.The wind is filled with the fragrance of flowers, and there is only the color of a candle at the end of the rain curtain. Although the new moon disappears lightly, the aftertaste is endless, which makes people feel the lonely winter night.

This young man in white was extremely pale and thin, but extremely beautiful.Steal the sight of others by appearing.

It's just that this deep and mysterious silence was soon broken.

Standing in front of the boy in white was a black assassin wrapped in blood.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sparks of swords and swords exploded in the rain curtain.One black and one white, one cut and one stab.When the shocking red blood stained the plain white robe of the warrior, a faint and invisible bell sounded, as if there was the wailing of a bird. After the pattering rain, it was a song of sorrow that gradually rose.

Mizuno Choji straightened his waist almost reflexively, his eyes flashed with obvious consternation.

This is the music of Takumi Iwasaki?

- InMemories "KO.TO.WA.RI".

Even though it has been adapted, the main theme has not moved, and the sense of fate that is hidden inside and swallows everyone like a huge vortex still comes out through the notes, turning into animal claws to grab people's hearts.

The music is from the 1999 Ronin Kenshin OVA: Memories.

That animation is an excellent work in OVA, a classic among classics.

It is a creator's perfect pursuit of animation art.It has been praised by the public for many years, and it is one of the examples included in animation textbooks. It is almost unmatched in the same type of film.The screen is realistic and rich in historical background, the characters' actions are decomposed realistically, the lines are delicate, the plot is solid, and the top-level performance is added, it is worth learning from various animations for later generations.

The scene in front of him was bloody, but Bai Meixiang's woman was not there.Only the determined black assassins, and the white warriors who swung their knives bloody for promises.The expressions of the two of them and the knife in their hands were absolutely ruthless.

Mizuno Choji hadn't recovered from his astonishment.

The screen bloomed a juhe from extreme decline to extreme life.

The young man who was badly injured and bleeding from his abdomen stared at the killer who was approaching with a knife. His cheeks were dripping with rain, he was as pale as paper, his panting was hoarse like a broken bellows, and it sounded full of pain.Even so, the pupils of the eyes are still clear and powerful, with wine and poems, the fragrance of garden flowers, and the distant love for someone that cannot be parted.

The more dilapidated it is, the brighter the exposed light and heat will be.

That's what makes it even more distressing.

The black assassin approached, about to raise his blade.

The young samurai showed a ruthless look, suddenly turned over and grabbed the saber of his companion, stepped back and drew the saber to slash!

There is no cutting in the whole process, it is a one-time action, the standard is as if it has been rehearsed hundreds of times, the cutting path is as thin as a moon, and his pure white and scarlet figure is like a blooming white plum!

Black and white intersect for the last time.

Fei Cun Jianxin turned his head hesitantly, a bloodstain was already on his cheek, and the executioner belatedly stretched out his hand to caress the wound.

And hot blood burst from the side of Kiyosato Mingliang's neck.

It was a beautiful and deadly line of blood, which belonged to the rain curtain, shattered under the feet, and disappeared in the water flow.

The long knife that had cut through the waning moon fell crisply.This time, the samurai could no longer rise up.That moonlight blow had exhausted all vitality, and what was left in this body was only the echo of death and the heart that was still stirring.

The young warrior wanted to stand up again, but after staggering, he could only lean helplessly against the wall beside the path, and gradually slid down and sat on the ground.His bloody handprints were left on the white wall, which were immediately washed away by the drizzle, and the traces were covered with hideous traces, like thorns breaking through the ground, as if clinging to Manzhushahua.

A collection of plain white clothes and sleeves stained red with blood.

The weeping cherry tree was still shedding its petals, swirling gently on the shoulders of the young warrior.

The man leaned his head against the wall lightly, lowered his eyelids, and breathed lightly, like a innocent teenager who couldn't resist sleepiness.

He tried hard to open his eyes, so that others could still see Haruyuki and Twilight hidden in them.

Eyes, ears and brows are like water and tenderness, brows are slightly frowned, tears are slightly red.

The throat that was gushing blood barely trembled, but the clear and clear voice might have been covered by the miserable wind and rain, or it might not have come out at all.

I just saw my lips moving slightly, as if calling someone's name.

A simple word made it clear for him, impacting the hearts of the audience.

'bar. '

The man looked at the camellia in the distance, as if he saw the flower garden in his hometown, and saw the lover surrounded by spring.

He finally let go of his hand covering the wound, and quietly closed his eyes tiredly.

Like falling asleep.

Only the remaining tears slipped from the colorless and graceful face, mixed with the rain, and fell into the blood flow below him.

The melody that whispered and mourned like fate, after this long brewing, finally began to rise and fall, beating the hearts of the audience again and again.

The lens gradually zooms out.

There is only one night cherry blossoms and snow sleeping in a pool of blood.

There is only one left in the bloody storm, Sakura Fubuki.

It was a huge nothingness, a huge powerlessness, creating an extremely slender, but diffused sense of sadness.

It is the sad beauty of impermanence.

All expectations, longing, self-blame, worry, sadness, pain and other emotions have withered away.

It was getting dark, and people were startled by the tragedy on the street.A woman in a kimono hurried over and cried bitterly on the white samurai in the heavy rain, while Kenshin stood behind the crowd holding an umbrella, staring at the scene with eyes like stagnant water, clenched the hand holding the umbrella tightly, nails Deep into the palm and still not letting go, as if it is still going to be pierced into the bone.

Time flows.

Still in that warm and beautiful woods, Jian Xin in the reddish-brown clothes was still standing there, but the smile that had sensed the sound of the wind before had disappeared.

Mizuno Choji couldn't help taking a long breath.

The girl sitting in the front row was deeply infected, and she reached out to wipe away her tears.

The screening hall was dragged into the story, leaving only absolute silence.

...

The two-hour movie is over.

The lights came on and the audience left their seats.

Mizuno Choji even walked away quickly, not because he wanted to go to the bathroom after holding back for a long time, but simply because he wanted to go back to write the manuscript sooner.

This movie far exceeded his psychological expectations. As far as the manga is concerned, it does not completely copy the original work, but it closely grasps the essence of the original work. As far as commercial films are concerned, the high-quality killing array represents a brand new The sword and halberd style of the film will definitely be loved by young people, and from the perspective of creative evaluation, the assassination on a rainy night in the middle is especially exquisite.

Eliminate the shocking feeling of the picture.

This paragraph is also very superb in terms of plot and market considerations.

Let's not talk about the audience who knows the reason for the vow not to kill.

Even if you don't know, after this extremely unfortunate assassination, you can probably understand why Kenshin, who became the executioner, was struggling, because he killed such a young and promising tomorrow.

Although Xuedaiba only has one back view, it is a bit regretful, but there is no way to do it.This is an extremely important role, but it is difficult to join in the first film anyway. It would be fine if there is a sequel. However, no one can predict commercial matters, maybe there will be no sequel.

The actor was hastily decided in advance, but only showed up. If the actor had a problem when the sequel project was approved, it would not be right to change the actor.It's better to just show people from the back.

You can always believe in "leaving blank", provided that there is a foreshadowing that can "leave blank".

Obviously, under the backdrop of Akiyoshi Kiyosato, this "blank space" has been pushed to a certain height.

The white-clothed samurai perfectly undertook the memory passage, and it was so stunning. He was a man like Sakura Fubuki, who could never be forgotten by him, and who could fall in love with a woman who fell in love with him?

Wonderful, wonderful.

Mizuno Choji couldn't hold back his desire to write, and his pace became much faster.He hurried past, and beside him, there was an urban man who was slowly stroking the watch on his left wrist, with a look of relief like an old father, almost tearful.

There were two mature women who also expressed emotion, feeling uncomfortable that they hadn't gotten out of the story.

Further back, there was a young girl with slightly red eyes, and another girl with a calmer temperament handed her a paper.

"Oh, today is the birthday of Brother Five of the golden pickup? What a double happiness!" The bear man and a group of group members were not as sentimental as the girls, but came out happily together.

The old man and his students were also walking out, their expressions still frowning seriously, as if they were not watching a movie just now, but were reviewing entries as judges of the top ten films of the Daily Ten Daily News.

I knew that in this world, even a piece of toilet paper has its purpose, let alone this evil dragon.

Kashiwa Ippei returned to the hall with a detached mentality, feeling that he was still too conservative, and he should have opened champagne to celebrate in advance last night.

The cinema is rubbing shoulders, looking like all living beings.

More passers-by audience, after walking out of the screening hall, subconsciously want to review the movie they just watched.Apart from the wonderful killing array and the protagonist, what impresses me the most is the heart-wrenching eyes of the white warrior.

PS: Iwasaki Takumi's InMemories "KO.TO.WA.RI" is really nice, recommended.