Chapter 12 Everything is difficult at the beginning

From the trees on both sides of the old streets, pieces of withered yellow leaves will fall inadvertently. In the autumn of Philadelphia, people can already feel the slightest chill.

  David Fincher stood in front of an old apartment, instructing the crew to set up the scenery and place the cameras. This was the first time he was in charge of directing a film, so he was naturally cautious in some aspects, although not necessarily He is said to be hands-on in everything, but he is also very strict with every detail.

  "Amy!" David Fincher called the assistant director, "Where are the actors? Why haven't they arrived yet? Are there no actors for me to shoot the empty streets?"

  "David, don't worry." The assistant director quickly explained, " I just had a phone call with Mr. Al Pacino and he will be there soon. However, the car we sent to pick up Ms. Nicole Kidman and Mr. Ryan Jenkins broke down on the way. Now they have called The sergeant is heading this way."

  "Damn it!" David Fincher cursed in a low voice. This happened to him before he even turned on the camera. It was really unlucky, and he had never seen the actor before. As an actor of a little boy, I don't know what Harvey Weinstein is doing. I hope that kid will be as good as he said, no! As long as I got half of what he said, I would be satisfied.

  "Here they come, here they are." The assistant director pointed to a taxi parked on the side of the road.

  David Fincher quickly looked over, and the first thing he noticed was a tall and glamorous girl. The woman was very tall and very beautiful, but the next moment, he was attracted by the boy she was holding. attention.

  His thin and frail body seemed to fall over if the wind blew. His light brown hair was disheveled and covered his somewhat pale face. Underneath his quiet appearance, there was strength and an indescribable temperament, especially those sky blue ones. From time to time, his eyes flashed with a light that understood everything.

  That's right! He is Cole! After just one glance, the boy's appearance completely matched the Cole he had sketched in his mind. Although he didn't know what his acting skills were, from the appearance point of view, there was no one more suitable than him.

  All right! Although Harvey Weinstein is a bit of a philistine, he did not disappoint in the selection of actors.

  "Nicole, is this the old city of Philadelphia? It does look very old." Ryan's eyes wandered around curiously. If such an old house had been placed in the place where he lived in his previous life, it would have been demolished long ago. Land sold.

  "Yes, it is said that this is one of the oldest urban areas in the United States."

  The answer was sent by Pie Kingsley. Compared to Nicole, she, a standard American, knew more about the history of Philadelphia.

  Holding Nicole Kidman's hand, they walked from the path in the middle of the low green belt to the apartment. The assistant director who had seen them before quickly introduced both parties.

  "Hello, Director Fincher. It's nice to meet you. You can call me Ryan." Ryan's etiquette is impeccable. Just like Nicole said, as long as he wants to, he is the most perfect little boy. Gentleman, and his actions immediately won the director's favor, "Well, Ryan, it's also nice to meet you."

  As a director in charge of the director, he naturally knows who wrote the script, even though the script was almost turned over by him. It's dead, but I was still surprised when I met the real owner. Such an excellent story was actually written by a child under ten years old. It's simply unbelievable. Are all the children born in the 1980s so ****?

  After saying hello to the crew, Ryan was taken into the dressing room. Since it was his first time filming a movie, he couldn't help but be a little curious about everything. Fortunately, he knew what he was here to do, and this place was also It is not the school or home where he can act wantonly, but he can suppress his emotions and let the female makeup artist smear it on his face.

  Damn it, I'm a boy, what's the point of putting on makeup and makeup? Ryan looked at the increasingly pale face in the mirror, and murmured in his heart.

  "Hello, Mr. Pacino!"

  An assistant's voice suddenly came from the door of the temporary dressing room.

  "Al Pacino?" Ryan knew who he was going to play with some time ago. It's only 1989, and unless Harvey Weinstein has a brain injury, he will never cast Bruce Willis. Sri Lanka.

  This is not ten years later. Mr. Willis is now a veritable facial paralysis.

  But he never expected that the big fat man would choose Al Pacino to be the leading actor. Well, Al is actually at the bottom of his career now, and this movie needs a movie star-level actor. Increase box office appeal, probably this is how the two parties hit it off.

  The moment the makeup artist finished, Ryan jumped up from the chair. With lightning speed, he took out the signature book and pen from his backpack and handed them to Al Pacino who had just sat down. before.

  "Mr. Al Pacino, can you sign an autograph for me?" Ryan's eyes widened and he looked at this middle-aged man who acted like an idol.

  "No problem, you are..."

  "Ryan, Ryan Jenkins, the lonely little boy you are going to rescue and help in this movie."

  "Okay, Ryan, you can call me Al." As expected. As a famous veteran actor, his affinity comes out naturally.

  "Ryan, I wish you health and happiness forever." Al Pacino wrote a blessing behind his signature, and Ryan smiled happily, as if he was really happy to get the signature of his idol, "Thank you , Al, it's great to play with you."

  Perhaps it was his age advantage, or perhaps it was his positive and cheerful personality, but Ryan won Al Pacino's favor without much effort. , after changing into the American elementary school uniform and walking out of the dressing room, the two were already chatting and laughing, and Ryan also took the opportunity to ask a few questions about acting.

  The first thing to shoot was the scene of the psychiatrist played by Al Pacino. Ryan also saw what actor-level acting skills are. After a few simple test shots, Al quickly found his groove.

  "Cut! Very good!" David Fincher clapped his hands vigorously, encouraging all the crew members, "Take a ten-minute break."

  What was just shot was a scene of the psychiatrist Malcolm walking on the street. Although Philadelphia The autumn has become a bit cooler, but Al's windbreaker and scarf style still broke out in a sweat after the filming was completed.

  "Are you nervous, Ryan?" Nicole held his hand and gently rubbed his palm with her thumb, hoping to soothe his mood in this way, because Ryan was about to appear in person in the next scene.

  "I'm not nervous." Ryan denied it without thinking, but after meeting Nicole's understanding gaze, he had to take a long breath, "Okay, I admit, I am a little nervous, but this is normal, isn't it? ? Nicole, were you nervous when you were filming for the first time?"

  "Of course. I was so nervous that I forgot my lines." Nicole said with a smile, "I'll give you a good suggestion, you can make everyone present Think of it as a stone, that would be much better."

  "Can you think of it as a potato? Or an onion and a tomato?"

  Perhaps because he didn't have confidence in him, or perhaps because he wanted to go from easy to difficult, Ryan's first scene was when Cole left the apartment The scene when he walked out, locked the door and left, was very simple, wasn't it?

  "Cut! Passed."

  After only two test shots and one official shooting, this shot passed. Of course, it wasn't that Ryan's acting exploded as soon as he came on. It was a blurry long shot. He wanted to It's too simple to do, just open the door and carefully look around.

  But then we ran into big trouble. This was a close-up shot that required Ryan to show a cautious, cautious and somewhat timid look after putting on a pair of eyes.

  "Cut! Ryan, relax and keep your expression natural."

  "Cut! Ryan, you are too stiff.?"

  "Cut! Ryan, don't look at the camera lens."

  "..."

  This time it was even more exaggerated, Ryan looked at it He put on the glasses that fell at his feet and showed a wry smile. Fortunately, David Fincher was not James Cameron, otherwise...

  David Fincher also frowned. He has many years of experience in shooting commercials and MTV, so naturally Knowing how difficult it is for a child to find the performing state, he also had a conversation with him before filming. From the conversation between the two, he could tell that this was a smart, precocious child with a caring heart. I couldn't help but put back half of it, but I didn't expect that more than half an hour had passed, and the boy still hadn't made any progress.

  "Nicole, do you want to go over and comfort Ryan?" Pie Kingsley was a little worried.

  "No, Ryan is stronger than anyone else." Nicole Kidman shook her head slowly but firmly, but no one could see the worried and distressed look on her face, "Since he has chosen this path , you have to face it by yourself."

  Ryan clenched his fists hard, and even his arms trembled slightly. When he actually started doing it, he found that some things were far more difficult than he thought, such as what happened some time ago. Oolong incidents, such as today's shooting.

  "Cut!" After another break, David Fincher came over and whispered, "Ryan, do you know what your problem is?" "

  About a third of it is because I suddenly One-third of the reason why I was distracted was because my body was stiff and trembling, and the remaining one-third was because I couldn't help but look at the camera lens."

  Contrary to David Fincher's expectation, Ryan fully understood What was his problem? He patted the boy's arm and asked, "Can I help you with anything?"

  "Can you give me ten minutes? I need to be alone for a while." Ryan first asked Ni in the distance. But with a reassuring look, he looked at the director expectantly, "Just trust me, David. I can solve these problems myself."

  Ryan's words and expression gave him inexplicable confidence, David Finn. Qi nodded, "Okay! Take a ten-minute break!"

  "Obviously, I need a book on actor's self-cultivation." Before Ryan opened the door and entered the apartment, he said something that made David Fincher feel inexplicable.