The Greatest Showman

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"Ka! No, it's not like this, the mood is not right, I need to put it out a little bit, and put it out a little bit more."

"Renly, Renly-Hall, I did ask for a little more emotion, but it's not that soap opera hype that looks so cheap."

"Not enough! Not enough! Not enough! I said, not enough!"

"Kaka! Kakaka! This look is unreal and completely unconvincing. It looks like eye drops."

"God, what does that make me say? No, it doesn't feel right, the mood isn't right, the atmosphere isn't right."

"Do it again, do it again, do it again."

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This is the biggest challenge Renly has faced since he started acting. Although it is true that the difficulty of the scene itself is not small, this is not the main point. The point is that Tony's requirements for this scene are not clear, and his own interpretation of the scene is not clear enough, so in the scene The performance presented in front of him has always lacked that texture, not to mention the level and depth that Renly hoped to show.

The shooting on the third day ended with countless "ngs". A scene was filmed for three full days, but there was still no progress, and it was still spinning at the origin. The atmosphere of the entire crew was a little depressed, so that when the fourth day of work officially started, everyone was a little disappointed.

Still shooting the same scene for three days in a row, and without any progress, Renly's mood was inevitably a little impetuous, which only made things worse for the bad state. However, he still forced himself to calm down, settle his thoughts, meticulously prepare for tonight's shooting, and try to avoid being affected by the negative emotions of the staff.

With the sound of "shooting", all of Renly's mixed emotions settled down, all his attention was focused, and he took a deep breath, and then a deep breath.

He raised his head slightly, the back of his head was against the bus window, an uncontrollable sadness boiled in his chest, he opened his mouth wide, breathing in a big mouth, like a fish out of the water, but even so, the oxygen It seems that it still can't pass through the throat, the whole throat is stuck, all the air is accumulated in the mouth like this, the dullness and siltation always linger, the sound of the hot spring water gurgles in my ears, and I haven't had time to breathe. Tears fell just like that.

He widened his eyes and looked up hard, but to no avail, the hot and full tears piled up in large batches, and there was no need to close his eyes, the overflowing tears fell directly and wet his face; then The tears flowed out incessantly, and the tears were so turbulent that they even entered his mouth, and he started to cough violently, almost coughing out his entire lungs.

Swallowing, swallowing constantly, trying to swallow the cough, the whole eyebrows were knotted fiercely, the pain that was piercing his heart was tormenting his nerves, and the thick sadness slowly opened between the eyebrows. Come, unable to extricate himself and start to fall, as if standing in quicksand, knowing that he is falling, but no matter how hard he struggles, he can't get rid of it, and then watch himself, bit by bit, swallowed up, heading for extinction disaster.

Closing his eyes tightly, he tried to adjust his breathing and resisted the surging cry, but the sharp and bitter pain drilled out from the depths of his heart, and the pain was so extreme that all his patience and control were vanished. The sound of crying leaked out from between the clenched teeth, and the heavy depression brought the torture to the extreme, making people unbearable, and it was impossible to imagine what kind of torment it was.

There was a moaning/groaning sound in his ears, as well as the sound of swallowing saliva and rubbing his hands, which made him turn his head, and through the hazy tears, he looked at the scene that was going on in front of him, a scene that was not suitable for children. But his heart was ashen, his eyes didn't touch at all, he watched all this calmly, watched indifferently and hopelessly, and then lowered his eyes in pain, his hands were interspersed into his hair, and he couldn't help crying. .

The moaning/groaning in his ears is getting louder and louder, it seems to have reached a climax/climax, that noisy noise is so ironic, he cried so completely that he couldn't help himself, so completely that he couldn't breathe, and could only do it again He raised his head, like a dying fish, breathing heavily, but such breathing was useless, it was just lingering, and every breath seemed to be one step closer to death. But what's even sadder is that he has no intention of resisting.

"Hand over the stinky money!" There was a conversation in my ear. It was hard to imagine that such rough and vulgar words broke out from that thin and immature body. I closed my eyes, as if the back of the bus was a man who had experienced A woman who has experienced vicissitudes of life, but in fact, she is a child/prostitute, a child/prostitute who is still underage.

The tears seemed to have dried up, he just sat there, his eyes were full of bloodshots, exposed without any cover, and there was no trace of movement or waves to be found, silence, all sounds of silence, even death-like silence, It was as if the soul had disappeared.

"Did you hear me? Hand over the stinky money! Hurry up and hand over the stinky money! Do you think I like you? Hurry up and hand over the stinky money! Now!"

The piercing curse was more uglier, more urgent, and more terrifying, like a demon crawling out of hell, denounced for his debts.

He couldn't help but turn his head and stared blankly at the old and young, the two desolate and embarrassed figures, but they were the same weak. He didn't know what it meant, he just stared at it all indifferently, and then saw the drunkard give the chick/prostitute a vicious look, "Do you want money?" gave each other an ear

Guang, that slap was so heavy that the thin body staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Then, she raised her eyes and saw his eyes, her eyes met. Those young eyes filled with resentment and sophistication, as well as vulgarity and vulgarity, looked him up and down, he turned his head, withdrew his eyes, lowered his eyes, the remaining tears slipped down again, but the eye sockets were already dry, just There were still traces of tears left on his cheeks, and he was embarrassed.

He just lowered his eyes in a daze, hiding all his emotions, but the indifference and pain between his eyebrows still didn't have time to dissipate, slowly sinking bit by bit, the night outside the car window was so thick and dull , overwhelming, like giant beasts, they can be swallowed up at any time.

There was the hum of the bus engine in the air, and then Tony's voice came out abruptly, "Cuck!"

All the staff cast their gazes towards Tony, waiting for the director's judgment and decision, including Roy and Nathan. In the shooting just now, Renly performed exceptionally well, full of emotions and vivid details. The sadness and bitterness flowing from the depths of the soul are so clear and vivid on the face, as if the boundless sea of ​​suffering floats in it. Ups and downs, but never see the end, can not find the end.

Every staff member present can deeply and truly feel the turbulent and boiling emotions, like a volcano, gurgling, and then dragging everyone's ankles into the world that belongs to Henry. That heavy, that dense, that dense, almost breathless.

Is this Renly's best performance? There is no way to judge, but for this scene, it is the best performance of Renly in the past three days, and Tony did not interrupt the shooting, and went all the way to the end. At least, that's a positive sign.

Tony didn't speak right away, which was a huge improvement over yesterday's ping-pong interruption. So what does Tony think?

Renly felt extremely tired, but he didn't go too far or get too involved in the play. It was just that kind of endless pain, which consumed countless energy and physical strength, as if he had just recovered from drowning, and more importantly, , In the past few days, he has "drowned" countless times, and his body and spirit are undergoing severe tests.

After adjusting his breathing, Renly looked at Tony and cast a questioning gaze. In the past few days, before it was time to watch the replay, Tony had already vetoed it first, and Renly himself felt that it was not quite in place, so he was not in a hurry at this moment.

Tony thought for a moment, then raised his head to look at Renly, just when everyone thought he had made a decision, he held his chin again and fell into a second round of contemplation, the kind of loose one. The tight ups and downs made the staff at the scene suffer and sighed in disappointment.

Renly was calm, he stood up and walked straight to Tony. At this time, they were all in the bus. In addition to the actors and drivers, there were also the director, cameraman, and lighting engineer. The rest of the crew were all on the way. On the other hand, I couldn't hear or see clearly, and I could only watch the situation in the bus through the monitor, which was undoubtedly even more torment.

Tony suddenly raised his head and said in a loud voice, "Renly!" Then he saw that Renly was already in front of him, which made him startled, and the whole person jumped up, but then he regained his composure and returned to When it came to the topic, he thought and said, "I always feel that there is something missing in this scene. But I am not sure. To be honest, your performance just now was very good, really good, but..."

It's a bad feeling, as if everything is right and it doesn't always feel right, but the point is, there's no telling why. So what does this mean, is it right or wrong? Tony pondered for so long, but still couldn't find an answer. Therefore, his expression was also very hesitant.

Unexpectedly, Renly nodded in agreement, "I feel the same way." As an actor, his own feelings are the most direct. The performance is full enough, but there is always something missing. However, since he is the party involved, he can't see his performance, so naturally he can't judge, "Let's go watch the replay, shall we?"

After four days of shooting the same scene, it finally ushered in the first breakthrough.

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