Entertainment 1998

Chapter 746 Chapter 745, Buried Alive

[Ye Ke is a female driver of a transport company's fleet. She drives cars from the coast to the plateau and the desert. The journey is long and arduous, just to earn more money.

One night, the convoy was suddenly attacked while camping.

Ye Ke was not dead. She was kidnapped, stuffed into a coffin, and buried deep underground in the desert.

When she woke up, the first thing she did was to call the police.

The police took it very seriously and immediately organized a rescue operation, but the environment was too remote, the information provided was too little, and the signal was strongly interfered with. They had no idea where he was, and the rescue work progressed very slowly...】

After the banquet, Song Jia received the story outline at 3 pm.

The name of the story outline is "Buried Alive".

That's right, this movie only has a story outline but no specific script, and the story outline is handwritten. Song Jia wiped the writing with his fingers and even found that the ink was not dry yet.

And as a result, she admired Jiang Feng's talent even more.

It was obvious that the script was written on the spur of the moment.

Even the plot and lines in the script are incomplete. However, although it is just a story outline, the content it constructs is enough to shock the whole world.

An actor, a coffin!
There are so many movies made around the world every year, but never has the shooting scenes and cast composition of a movie been so simple.

Also, movie audiences value a sense of immersion.

The moviegoers' hearts will beat as the heroine lies in the coffin to save herself.

There is just a little hope, but it is shattered in the blink of an eye. This cycle repeats itself over and over again. The audience's hearts are always ups and downs, and they feel this tension and excitement!

After figuring this out, Song Jia wanted to find Jiang Feng as soon as possible to talk about his true thoughts.

However, when she arrived at the village entrance and saw Jiang Feng busy at work, she immediately retreated.

There's no way, Jiang Feng is too busy.

The mound at the entrance of the village has now been surrounded by safety cordons. Inside the cordons, photographer Liu Jie, lighting engineer Shi Guanghui, and prop master Zhuang Kai are busy with their respective men.

Arrange the camera positions, arrange the lighting equipment, arrange the sound equipment, change the props...

For example, the prop coffin was obviously made very perfectly, the inside of the coffin was smooth and flat, and even the side where the corpse lay had a very comfortable curve. But now, prop master Zhuang Kai was leading a few assistants to widen the gap between the coffin boards to allow the soil to flow down naturally.

The inner surface of the coffin board was too smooth and flat, so the prop masters deliberately made it rough, and even sprayed a few large words "Sun Laojia Coffin Business" on the rough surface.

Of course, the words are not too obvious and can only be seen vaguely, but once you see them, they will leave a deep impression.

As a director, Jiang Feng carefully checks every step, and if there is any flaw, he will start over immediately.

Seeing that Jiang Feng was busy, Song Jia didn't want to disturb him, so he prepared to find a quiet place near the big mound to sit down and carefully study the story outline in his hand.

Whether it is director Xie Fei, director Tian Zhuangzhuang, or the internationally renowned director Zhang Yimou, they have all gone for lunch at this moment.

Well, I'll prepare to be in good spirits and prepare to do my best to watch Jiang Feng shoot the night scene.

So, even if Song Jia wanted to settle for the second best and talk to them about the story outline he had, he couldn't find anyone.

However, just as Song Jia walked outside the safety cordon, producer Li Xing walked out quickly.

"Song Jia..."

"Hello, Mr. Li."

"Hello, Song Jia, there are two things I want to explain to you first."

"Okay, you tell."

"First, although 'Buried Alive' is the content of your audition, it is also a complete work, so I want to negotiate with you on behalf of Director Jiang Feng about the remuneration for this work."

"Mr. Li, there's no need for the film remuneration."

Before Li Xing finished speaking, Song Jia interrupted her hastily.

"Mr. Li, a masterpiece like Buried is something you can only hope for. As long as you can act in it, it will basically go down in the history of world cinema.

Therefore, as an actor, I feel very honored to have the opportunity to star in it. As for you wanting to talk to me about the salary... this is basically a blasphemy to the work "Buried".

Well, what’s more, I received 10 yuan from you before.”

"hehe…"

Seeing that Song Jia spoke with sincerity, Li Xing chuckled.

"Song Jia, according to director Jiang Feng's plan, if Buried Alive is filmed, it will be exhibited at the St. Denis Film Festival in the United States.

The St. Denis Film Festival in the United States has a requirement that all works participating in the exhibition must provide complete information and procedures to the organizing committee. These information and procedures include the approval of the country's film regulatory department, the shooting plan of the work, the budget execution of the shooting process, and the payment of actors' film remuneration, etc.

So, Song Jia, how about this, you come to shoot this work, and Director Jiang Feng and I will give you 30 RMB as a salary?"

"can!"

It was so quick and easy. As soon as Li Xing mentioned the remuneration, Song Jia agreed immediately.

It seems that bargaining would be an insult to the work "Buried Alive"!

"okay!"

Seeing that what Song Jia said was indeed an expression of her true meaning, Li Xing immediately said the second point.

"The director said that you have three shooting opportunities for each shot. Even before each shot, you have the opportunity to have Director Jiang Feng personally demonstrate it to you..."

"Yeah!"

Before Li Xing finished speaking, Song Jia became excited. This basically dispelled his worries, because when filming a movie, he was most afraid of meeting directors like Wong Kar-wai.

This type of director will shoot a movie if one take isn't enough, then shoot two. If two takes aren't enough, then shoot four... Well, in a nutshell, the movie has to be shot until he is satisfied.

But if during the filming process, you ask him, Director, what part of my filming is not up to standard?
He basically gave this kind of answer: Try shooting it first and let me get the feel for it.

wipe…

You don’t even know what you want, and you still come to make a movie?
But now, Jiang Feng does things more openly and honestly, and he has targeted ideas.

I want a certain feeling, and you have to show it to me.

Otherwise, I can demonstrate it first.

However, Song Jia was not happy for long when he saw Li Xing said softly, "Song Jia, let me tell you in advance, if you fail three times in a row, then I'm sorry, your audition will be terminated.

Jiang Feng will also write, direct and star in "Buried Alive."

"Uh…"

Seeing that Li Xing spoke so seriously, Song Jia, who was usually eloquent, was speechless at this moment.

...

5:30pm
It wasn't completely dark yet.

Zhang Yimou slowly woke up in the mud house rented for him by the crew of "Hidden in the Dust".

When he sat up from the earthen kang, he realized that both Director Xie Fei, who was sleeping on the left, and Tian Zhuangzhuang, who was sleeping on the right, were still sleeping soundly. Especially Tian Zhuangzhuang, his snoring really sounded a bit like the ancient song "General's Order" if you listened carefully.

Ok…

Zhang Yimou expressed his understanding of their situation.

After all, they are old, and they took a night's car ride from Beijing to southwest Shandong. Even if they slept in the RV all night on the road, they still felt tired.

Getting up from the earthen kang and putting on a T-shirt, Zhang Yimou prepared to take a look outside the door.

At this time, bursts of fragrance were wafting in from outside the door. With a sniff, you could basically tell that the meal cooked on the street tonight should be a feast.

Just fold all the leftovers from lunch together, heat them up, and serve them to everyone.

Perhaps it was because Zhang Yimou made too much noise and moved his body on the kang, he woke up Xie Fei who was sleeping on his left.

"Oh..., Yimou, you're up?"

"Yes, I'm up now. Thank you, Teacher."

In 1978, when Zhang Yimou went to study at the Beijing Film Academy, Xie Fei was already a professor at the school, so it was natural for him to call him teacher.

"Teacher Xie, we agreed that the filming of Buried Alive will officially begin at 7:00 p.m. It's only 5:30 now, you can still get some sleep."

"I don't sleep anymore. I'm getting older and I sleep less."

Xie Fei put on a T-shirt and got out of bed with Zhang Yimou.

"Yimou..."

"Ok?"

"Can an actor and a coffin really make a movie lasting more than 90 minutes? Why do I feel a little uneasy?"

Xie Fei had seen many of Jiang Feng's films before, and he admired this rare talent from the Beijing Film Academy from the bottom of his heart.

But no matter how much he admired Jiang Feng, he would not go crazy with him because he was a cautious and rigorous person throughout his life.

Although the plot of "Paranormal Activity" is simple, it is just two young people muttering about there being ghosts in the house, but there is absolutely no problem for it to become a complete film work.

Because there are two actors in this movie, there will be interaction between the two people, and the shooting scene is in a villa.

But now, there is only one actor and one coffin...

No matter how good the actors' acting skills are, the audience will still feel very bored.

"Um…"

Seeing Xie Fei asking this, Zhang Yimou didn't know how to answer, but at this time, Tian Zhuangzhuang, who was sleeping on the right, woke up at some point.

"Yimou, like Teacher Xie, I don't believe Jiang Feng can make such a movie!"

“Well, Professor Xie, Brother Yimou, you two can testify for me.

If Jiang Feng can really use a coffin and an actor to shoot a complete movie, then from now on, it will not be Jiang Feng who calls me teacher, but I will call him Jiang Feng teacher. "

"Ha ha…"

As soon as Tian Zhuangzhuang finished speaking, Xie Fei and Zhang Yimou laughed out loud.

It has been so many years, but I didn't expect that Tian Zhuangzhuang's personality is still so strong. He will criticize those he doesn't like and scold those he doesn't like...

Of course, if Tian Zhuangzhuang didn’t have this kind of personality, he wouldn’t have been banned by the film regulatory authorities for 10 years!
...

Zhang Yimou's guess was correct. For dinner, they had the same dishes. However, what the crew and actors of "Hidden in the Dust" ate was different from what the ordinary people of Zhuzhuang Village ate.

Ordinary people ate leftovers. Every household could carry a basin, go to the street to get a basin, and then go home to eat. However, the crew ate freshly made dishes. The village baker would fry each dish and then mix them together.

Since it was dinner, Zhang Yimou didn't eat much. He just took a bowl and took two steamed buns from the basket.

However, Zhang Yimou did not find some simple stools on the street or under the street lights to sit and eat like the staff and actors in the crew. Instead, he walked alone with his bowl in his hand from the place where he was cooking on the street to the mound at the entrance of the village.

The mound at the entrance of the village had completely changed its appearance.

The originally huge circular mound had been split in the middle by a bulldozer, forming a complete cross-section, with a rough coffin embedded in the upper part of the section.

The height of the coffin from the bottom of the mound is about one and a half meters, which is just right for camera shooting. There are three cameras facing the coffin, one camera shooting the head, one camera shooting the feet, and the other camera shooting directly from the front.

"Um…"

Zhang Yimou, who was born as a professional photographer, just stood at the shooting scene, took a look, and then knocked on the bowl with chopsticks.

"Liu Jie..."

"Here you are, director."

Liu Jie, who was also holding a bowl, was sitting next to the pile of earth eating without caring about his image. When he heard Zhang Yimou calling him, he stuffed the bowl into his assistant's hand and ran over.

"Liu Jie, I have a small suggestion. The camera for shooting the head should not be shot straight on. It should be at a 45-degree angle to the shooting surface, and the height should be 10 centimeters higher than the coffin, so as to form a bird's-eye view.

The camera for shooting the feet should not be shot straight on, but should be at a 45-degree angle to the camera. However, its height should be 10 centimeters lower than the coffin, forming an upward shot. "

Hearing Zhang Yimou's advice, Liu Jie was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed.

"Director, thank you, thank you for your guidance!"

"knew?"

"Well, I understand.

Shooting from the head to the feet from below will give people a feeling of oppressive atmosphere, and shooting from the feet to the head will make people feel even more suffocated because they can only see the feet but not the head.

The camera forms a 45-degree angle with the fan, so it can shoot from the beginning to the end, or from the end to the beginning. "

"Well, that's good to know!"

Zhang Yimou nodded, with a teachable expression on his face.

But just when Zhang Yimou, who was in a good mood, wanted to continue to give Liu Jie some advice, a tall and beautiful woman wearing jeans on the lower body and a khaki T-shirt on the upper body ran over from a distance.

"Hello, Director, hello, Teacher Liu Jie!"

"Well, Song Jia, hello!"

Zhang Yimou turned around and saw Song Jia dressed like this, so he asked, "Song Jia, have you finished your makeup?"

“I’ve put on my makeup.

Director Jiang Feng asked me to lie down in it and try it out. He said he wanted me to experience the feeling of being buried alive in a coffin first.

"Go ahead, Jiang Feng is right!"

Having said this, Zhang Yimou took the initiative to make way.

As soon as he moved aside, Jiang Feng, Xie Fei, Gong Li, Tian Zhuangzhuang, Li Xing, Dawei and others came to the shooting site one by one.

(End of this chapter)