MTL - Movie Master-Chapter 970 quiet morning

After watching Naomi and Levi drive away, Edward looked at Lance playfully, "So, when are you going to tell me?"

Lance raised his eyebrows lightly, "Now?" This answer made Edward roll his eyes, his face full of helplessness, but there was nothing he could do about Lance, "By the way, don't communicate with Naomi for now. the opinion of."

There was doubt in Edward's eyes, and he didn't quite understand what Lance did. Generally speaking, directors hope that before the filming starts, a tacit understanding can be cultivated between the hero and heroine, and they can quickly enter the state after shooting. This is probably one of the reasons why Lance found Edward and Naomi as partners; moreover, Lance's previous crew was always used to practicing scripts, and this move itself included the motivation for the actors to get acquainted with each other. But now, Lance hopes that there will be no communication between him and Naomi? It doesn't make sense.

"I need you to understand each other enough, but at the same time not understand enough." Lance said something like a tongue twister, then turned and left without further explanation. Edward froze on the spot and thought about it, but still couldn't figure it out. He trotted all the way to keep up with Lance, "Hey! Hey! Don't half-talk..."

The tacit understanding between Edward and Naomi, this is indeed what Lance wants to see, and this is also the tacit understanding between Bruce and Betty; but for "Invincible Hulk", this tacit understanding needs to be hidden under the story line , presented from the details of the script and the refinement of the performance, because at the beginning of the story, the Hulk who turned into the Hulk almost killed Betty, this alienated strangeness created a gap between each other, Bruce In order to protect Betty, she chose to hide and bear it alone. In order to save Bruce, Betty chose to work hard, hoping to use her own knowledge to find the answer. Both of them are tough types, and they shoulder the weight of this tragedy of fate. , but also because they were too independent, which led to a lack of communication between the two parties, and the distance gradually became alienated. Therefore, when they meet again, they are familiar with each other, but they are also strangers.

The most familiar stranger, or the strangest lover, this sense of alienation, Lance does not want to show it through performances, but hopes to complete it through the involuntary expression of the depths of his heart.

In addition, Edward and Naomi are both excellent actors, and they both like to dig deep into their characters. Lance doesn't want them to discuss too much, which will affect each other's understanding of the characters. Even if they want to discuss, they hope that Edward and Naomi will discuss with him separately, and let him guide the direction of the characters and the story.

This is indeed different from the previous films directed by Lance, because this is a commercial film, Lance will not spend a lot of pen and ink and shots, leaving it to the actors to polish their acting skills, so as to drag down the overall rhythm of the film; what he needs is the kind of inadvertent The sincere emotions revealed in the moment, and then captured through the details of the lens, make the characters full in the limited space.

Returning to the party, the noise is still there, but it seems that the madness of the climax has passed, and it is gradually melting into the night. I saw that the night was thick to the depths, and then there was a layer of light streamer, and the dark sky was so dark that it couldn't be opened. Deep navy blue, it seems that before it has time to react, the far end of the sea level has a white belly , all the hustle and bustle disappeared completely, and the whole villa became quiet, only the regular sound of the tide beating against the shore, as if the carnival and excitement last night were just a dream.

However, Lance did not sleep well. Firstly, there were some strangers in the villa lying in disarray in the corners of the yard, hall, and stairs; secondly, too many things happened last night. Thoughts are too messy. It was nearly four o'clock when I lay down on the bed, but I woke up in a daze before seven o'clock.

Sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, watching the orange-red sun rise slowly, in the moment of silence, all the complicated thoughts seemed to disappear, and the whole person relaxed.

Barefoot, I looked at the clutter on the first floor, and then came to the third floor, only to find that Emma was curled up in the corner of the sofa and fell asleep like this. With the sudden discovery, Lance couldn't help but stay where he was, and his eyes fell on that petite body.

In this moment of tranquility, he could look at her seriously without any scruples or hesitation. The dark red hair fell messily on his fair cheeks, and the eyelashes like butterfly wings covered them peacefully, making her One can't help imagining the gentle steps of the sun dancing on it, the red and soft lips are slightly pursed, it seems to be filled with the aroma of honey, and the light luster has a kind of seductive magic.

There was a steady and powerful beating sound of the heart, "Plop. Plop. Plop." There seemed to be nothing special, no disorder, and no throbbing, but every beat was so clear that you could even hear it accompanied by every beat. There was the sound of gushing blood, and the full force was so heavy that it made my chest ache. The impulsiveness to step forward was firmly imprisoned in the stiff muscles, struggling hard.

Malibu in the early morning is as peaceful as a paradise, and the regular sound of the tide only sets off this peace even more, as if even the golden sun has slowed down, stepping lightly in the misty woods one by one. Lance enjoys this short period of silence, because at this moment, it seems that he is the only one in the whole world, standing in a different dimension world, guarding the thin and peaceful figure in front of him, and the sound of the beating heart makes him feel unprecedentedly alive .

The sound of "squeak" was very slight, but it was exceptionally clear in the tranquility. Lance raised his head reflexively, and then saw Andrew Garfield, who looked astonished, and tiptoed out of the study. Lance was a little surprised, while Andrew was frightened.

It seems that after Lance left last night, Andrew was still so obedient that he didn't dare to leave. He still stayed in the study, and it was dawn in a blink of an eye.

Andrew scratched his head, "That... I, sorry, I wasn't sure last night, so..." The words of the explanation were fragmented, and Lance waved his hand lightly, signaling Andrew not to continue explaining, "Do you have a way to go back? "It's still early, and going back to Los Angeles from Malibu is not an easy task.

"Bus, there are buses now." Andrew said quickly, although Lance was a little skeptical, did the buses start operating so early? But he still didn't say much, just nodded his head.

The sound at this time seemed to wake Emma up. She rubbed her eyes, sat up slowly, looked around in puzzlement, looked at Andrew, and then at Lance, as if she couldn't figure it out at all. Knowing what the situation is now, "What time is it?" The lazy voice was hoarse, and the eyes were so sleepy that they couldn't keep their eyes open.

Lance pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, revealing a slight smile, but then restrained himself, with an inexplicable irritability in his heart, as if he didn't want anyone to see Emma's sleepy look, so he said to Andrew, " Be careful on the road." Andrew was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and quickly walked down the stairs, but then he thought of something, and stopped for a while, "Thank you, sir." After finishing speaking, he walked away quickly.

After going downstairs, Andrew carefully bypassed the people in the lobby and courtyard, walked away from the villa, and walked towards the direction of the bus station, but a series of doubts appeared in his mind, "Who was that girl just now?" Who is here? Why does it look familiar?" Andrew thought for a while, and then suddenly realized, "Ah!" It turned out to be Cheetos from "Fury Road", which made Andrew a little excited. The figure seen on the screen now appears in real life.

When this idea popped into his mind, Andrew suddenly realized, "I'm about to join Lance's work? I'm about to join Lance's work!" So, joy invaded, and all other things were thrown away. Andrew quickly Started trotting, jumping continuously, "Yeah! Yeh! Yeh!" He kept clenching his fists to cheer for himself~www.novelbuddy.com~Happy excitement overflowed.

Lance's eyes fell on Emma, ​​hesitated for a moment, but then dodged away, "Go on to sleep, it's still early." The inexplicable emotion in his heart still made him uncomfortable. It was only one night, and he needed time, more time. After speaking, Lance walked towards the study, and then slowly closed the study door, and his tense shoulders relaxed.

Things are really not that simple.

Emma watched Lance's back disappear, and her chaotic brain couldn't sort out her thoughts at all. She just vaguely remembered that she was angry with Lance, but why she was angry was a little fuzzy. The heavy eyelids drooped again. Last night, she sat in the hall on the third floor, waiting for Lance to appear again, but she didn't wait until the sea level was dimly lit. In a daze, she was annoyed and disappointed. Feelings of regret and regret intertwined, and she fell asleep. Think about it after you wake up. Drowsily, Emma fell asleep again.

In the dream, she saw Lance again, sitting quietly on the beach alone, waiting for the sun to rise slowly, she stood not far behind, guarding Lance's back, watching the bright sun slowly fall down , outlining that lonely back bit by bit, dragging out a long reflection, on the projection, you can see the spikes standing up one by one, like a hedgehog protecting yourself tightly. She couldn't help raising her hand, wanting to touch it with her hand, as if she could feel the fragility of removing the thorns through the air. Could it be that this is the real him? She was a little puzzled.

"Emma...Emma..." The voice rang from far to near, and a powerful force pulled Emma out of the dream. When she opened her eyes, she saw Keer Ge standing beside the sofa. Rhett.