Disaster Artist

Su Ziyi: ...

Staring at Lu Qian, he was at a loss for words, and after a while, he uttered a sentence, "How do you know? There are three hundred and seven pages in total."

Lu Qian burst out laughing directly, "At any rate, I have also written a few scripts."

Su Ziyi: A few...scripts...

"However, Ah Yi, you should know that generally speaking, one page of script is equivalent to one minute, and three hundred pages is equal to three hundred minutes."

Although Lu Qian does not reject a movie that usually lasts two or three hours, "The Woman Who Left" looks magnificent in four hours; but it must be said objectively that the longer the movie, the better, and the appropriateness is the top priority.

It's not because contemporary life is getting faster and faster driven by the Internet, so that young people don't have enough patience to appreciate long-form movies; it's because film creation should be displayed closely to the core.

Unrestrained length and proper expression are two different things.

Su Ziyi's shoulders slumped, "I also know that three hundred pages is definitely too exaggerated, but as I said just now, I thought creating dialogues would be easy, but it's actually extremely difficult, and I don't know how to control it at all."

"And even so, after creating it, I still feel that I can't accurately express the situation and thoughts."

"Tell me, how can the lines of the flow of life show an appropriate sense of life without seeming to be all nonsense?"

As an audience, watching movies, feeling the sense of reality and life seems to be lifelike, and it is also easy to point out the country.

But as a screenwriter, if you have really tried to create it, you will know that it is far more difficult than expected to show the characters, reality and thickness of those seemingly ordinary dialogue lines, and it is by no means an easy task.

In this regard, Lu Qian agreed.

"Ah Yi, you should think of it this way. Lighting and sound are fundamentally two completely different professions. Being good at one doesn't mean you're good at the other. The same goes for directors and screenwriters."

"What editors need is talent, and at the same time, the ability to observe life and accumulate inspiration. Just because you are not good at scripts doesn't mean you can't be a good director."

"Wait, you wrote your own script because you wanted to direct it yourself, right?"

Only then did Lu Qian realize the blind spot—

The situation is a bit different from what you imagined. Su Ziyi brought a brand new project, so Su Ziyi is not planning to take over the lighting work of a brand new project, but to be the director?

Su Zi grinned with embarrassment, but nodded in agreement.

Su Zi didn't dare to look at Lu Qian's reaction. After all, Lu Qian is known as a genius director, and he has only been in the industry for a long time, and he hasn't even been able to study the lighting field to the extreme, so he can't wait to become a director, more or less Overwhelmed, but he still couldn't control that thought.

As soon as Su Zi looked away, he explained eagerly in order to hide his shyness.

"That's because when I saw 'City of Starfall', I especially liked this simple and pure story, and then I remembered the story of my grandparents."

"They have gone through the war and were displaced in the devastated shellfire, but they still persisted relying on each other's faith and love."

"I thought, maybe this is a good story, maybe I should do it."

"But I don't mean to compare with you, really, I just want to try."

Seeing Su Zi's flustered expression, Lu Qian's smile completely spread out.

"Ah Yi, remember? People always say that literature is the first and martial arts is the second. In the field of art, there is no need to compare winners and losers. I can be an excellent director, and you can also be an excellent director." An excellent director, there is really no need to compare between us."

Su Zi scratched his head and smirked twice.

Lu Qian patted Su Ziyi on the shoulder.

"Ah Yi, you need to have confidence in yourself, otherwise when you get to the set, those old foxes and old fritters will be able to see your immaturity one by one, and I won't be able to cheer for you by my side all the time."

Su Ziyi shook his head, "I definitely have no way to compare with you. I just want to make a movie and dedicate it to my grandparents."

"You know, they met when they were eighteen years old, and it will be seventy years in a blink of an eye. I always want to commemorate their lives."

Lu Qian snapped his fingers, "Ah Yi, for filming, having such enthusiasm and inspiration is enough. Because you have a story to tell, and this story is in your mind."

Su Ziyi still hesitated, "Really?"

Lu Qian didn't continue to say anything more. For some things, no matter how much you say, it's not as good as entering the actual combat drill twice. This is the case with filming. If Su Ziyi really has such enthusiasm, just take a look at the challenge and you will know the depth .

Lu Qian lowered his head and was about to read the script, but he just turned the first page when the script was snatched away—

Lin Hanzhou.

Lu Qian stared at Lin Hanzhou dumbfounded, but Lin Hanzhou was carrying a tome of more than 300 pages, staring at Lu Qian, and then kept shaking the script in his hand.

He obviously didn't speak, but his vivid expression couldn't be more clear:

Are you sure you want to read this script? Are you sure this is not a job? Are you sure you're going to open this deadly project when you're sick?

Lu Qian smiled helplessly, "Hanzhou, ten pages, I will only read the first ten pages."

Lin Hanzhou stared.

"Five pages?"

Lin Hanzhou frowned. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

"...three pages?"

Lin Hanzhou thought about it, and finally compromised, "There are only three pages."

Lu Qian laughed dumbfounded, and mocked himself at Su Ziyi, "I feel like a real patient."

Lin Hanzhou was serious, "But, you are a patient! You are the most uncooperative patient I have ever seen!"

Those words sounded like Lin Hanzhou had taken care of many patients. Lu Qian and Su Ziyi exchanged glances, and the corners of their mouths curved up slightly.

But Lu Qian didn't say much, bowed his head and began to read the tome.

In the afternoon of late autumn, there is a cool breeze outside the window, and you can faintly feel a little coolness, but it becomes dry due to the afternoon sun. The fragrance of bird tea floating in the air slows down the pace of the world a little.

Three pages, and it was over in a blink of an eye.

Without Lin Hanzhou's reminder, Lu Qian directly put together the script and handed it over to Lin Hanzhou, "Is Hanzhou interested? How about Hanzhou continue reading instead of me?"

Lin Hanzhou's eyes lit up, he took the script, and sat obediently beside him, his legs off the ground dangling slowly, then he lowered his head and began to read, with a little contented joy in his brows:

It seemed that he was very satisfied with Lu Qian's performance, but he didn't know if it was because Lu Qian was obedient and only read three pages, or because Lu Qian invited him to join him.

Perhaps, a bit of both?

Lu Qian turned to look at Su Ziyi, "Ah Yi, if you are going to shoot this project, you need to find an editor to rewrite the entire script, the first three pages are not attractive."

"It's not that it lacks the appeal of genre movies, but it lacks the appeal of ordinary movies. The entire script lacks appeal and the narrative is too cumbersome."

Straight to the point and outspoken, Lu Qian had no reservations.