hollywood draw

"Boom~"

A low and muffled explosion sounded. At the arranged explosion scene, a whole bank safe flew out in the sound of explosions, with green dollars floating in the air, and everything was clearly and completely transmitted to the director's monitor by the camera.

Several main actors of the crew gathered behind Wayne and watched the shooting of the explosive shot. They had no scenes in the past two days, but these actors did not give themselves a holiday and were always following the team.

"Okay, this shot is fine!"

Wayne, sitting in the director's chair, just as the explosion ended, immediately raised the loudspeaker in his hand and shouted: "Gilmore, arrange for everyone to finish work, pay attention to checking the things in the fireworks team, and be sure to pay attention to safety issues."

Several main actors surrounding him also clapped their hands at the same time and gave congratulations to the fireworks group.

It was really not easy. For a whole day, the entire crew spent the sound of "boom, boom, boom". People who were slightly closer to the line seemed to have the sound of explosions in their ears.

Even if the calculation is accurate, there are all kinds of small accidents for the explosion scene. It is just two simple explosion shots, which took a whole day. Of course, this is also related to the director's strict requirements. If you feel a little dissatisfied, you will repeatedly arrange the explosion points and make a roar sound again.

But it's all over. Starting tomorrow, the crew will turn around again, and it's their turn to play.

"Damn it, I finally sent them away."

Charles Rowan looked like he had a life-long look and came to Wayne and let out a long sigh. "Why are those people so idle? Isn't it good to do some serious things? I just stared at the crew for trouble."

The constant low explosion sounds not only made the crew feel tormented, but also attracted several members of the so-called environmental protection organization, saying ridiculous reasons and wanting to enter the blasting site to check.

These people are usually the most troublesome existence because the organizations they belong to are all non-profit, and sticking to them is a lot of troublesome.

"Charles, you have to be glad we don't involve animals, or are mainly children."

While packing up his personal belongings, Wayne teased.

Now it is just an environmental protection organization, and these people are easy to pass. If you encounter an animal protection organization or a child protection organization, it will cause skin peeling. Coping with these organizations is one of the headaches for almost every producer.

"After supper, do you want to have a drink together?"

He shook his head with a wry smile. Charles Rowan saw him packing his things and sent an invitation. "You know, the crew members can always find good bars, just half a block away from the hotel, go relax together?"

"Forget it, I have to adjust my shooting plan for tomorrow tonight."

Shaking his head, Wayne rejected the other party's proposal.

The producer shrugged, and he could have seen what a real workaholic should look like. Since the filming began, the other party devoted almost all his energy to work and completely gave up all his private time.

“By the way.”

With a "bang", Charles Rowan was afraid of his forehead and said before leaving: "I have communicated with the hotel with the picture room you want. I rented a conference room and can arrange everything you need in up to three days."

After saying that, he shook his head and walked towards his car. Of course he knew the benefits of doing this. The black woman in the crew who had been observing the filming work was said to be an editor, which allowed a lot of work to be done while shooting, which would leave a lot of time for the later period.

However, this will further compress the director's private time. He has to be busy hosting the filming work during the day, and usually modify the shooting plan at night to adjust the problems encountered in the shooting work. He goes into the filming room every night, which is almost equivalent to being in high-intensity work except sleeping.

After the busy crew packed up their things, cars began to evacuate one by one. Wayne maintained the habit of the previous years, stood on the set, watching the cars leave until they were empty, and then bent down and got into the car.

"Jimmy called."

While the car drove towards the hotel, Nina immediately began to report on the work he needed to make an idea. "The 20th Century Fox was very sincere, and Jimmy felt that she could almost agree. In terms of treatment, it would be difficult to make a big breakthrough even if she talked about it, unless it was delayed until next summer."

"Then let's agree."

Wayne rubbed both sides of his forehead with one hand and replied casually. He had to fulfill his promise from Twentieth Century Fox early and night. Since the conditions given by the other party are sincere now, he might as well agree.

"Is there anything else?"

"have."

Although he was tired, he still had to report what he should report. Nina continued: "Jeff is here in New York, I hope to take some time to talk to you."

"Tell him that the filming is going well now. If you have anything to do, let's talk when you return to Los Angeles."

He now has no intention of thinking about anything except Batman and Joker, or his work progress has been constantly adjusted.

"My suggestion is that it's best not to." The assistant lady shook her head slightly without expression. "It can be heard from the phone that Jeff's tone is very serious, which should be very important."

"Then let him come to the crew directly." Wayne sighed helplessly and closed his eyes.

He was thinking about how to communicate with the Industrial Light and Magic Special Effects Group tomorrow. In the later scenes, Batman and Joker gradually increased, and he was not sure about how to express the character's abilities.

There is almost a consensus in the circle that Wayne's control over the filming of literary dramas is the top one, and he has no idea about the ability to tell stories in movies. But he knew very well that he was definitely not a good player for a large number of action scenes and special effects performance shots, and he still needed to explore and learn more at work.

There are many powerful directors in this regard. Almost those representatives of technical directors are good at playing these things, such as George Lucas. Although his storytelling ability has been criticized, the use of special effects is definitely one of the people who have always been at the forefront of the era.

In the past, Wayne has always been playing to his strengths and avoiding his weaknesses. He knew that he was not good at shooting funny scenes, so he simply tried not to touch comedy, knowing that he was not good at shooting action scenes, and he always chose projects that suit his abilities.

However, with the continuous advancement of DC movie plan, some things are naturally unavoidable. All he can do is to try to exercise his abilities in this area and accumulate enough experience in his work.

No genius is omnipotent, and naturally Wayne is not, not to mention that he does not think he is a genius, so continuous learning is the most suitable way of working.

The next morning, the crew convoy drove towards the set again in the sunshine of birth. Naomi Watts's face was still not very good. He was wearing a windbreaker and looking drowsy, leaning against Wayne.

"How does it feel?"

He reached out to help the Australian actress tidy up her hair. Wayne looked into her eyes and said, "Today is an important role for you and Charlie. I hope that your performance will not be unexpected on the first day, otherwise, I will not care whether you have a cold or not."

"Damn it!"

Naomi Watts opened his mouth and bit his arm hard. "You obviously infected me with the cold, why did you recover so quickly! If you hadn't been having sex with that Italian woman..."

Rolling her eyes, the Australian actress did not continue to speak, leaned on his shoulder and closed her eyes, and began to adjust her state silently. She knew that she was not talented in acting after all, and her only advantage was that she got the script early enough and she did enough exercises.

The crew convoy parked in front of the suburban building that was arranged in advance, which would serve as the framing place for most indoor shots, with enough space to provide considerable convenience to the set and props group.

While Gilmore was directing the extras to enter the scene, Wayne waved Naomi Watts and Charlie Sheen to his side, and reminded him before he started: "Charlie, show your confidence. In court, you are the embodiment of justice now. Nami, pay attention to his eyes and emotions. This scene is not difficult for you."

“Ok.”

"no problem."

The two looked at each other and nodded at the same time. They had practiced many times before, and if nothing unexpected happened, the problem would not be too big.

Especially for Charlie Sun, as a new member, he has been watching the crew filming silently these days. Although the main shots are Nicholas Cage, he gradually figured out Wayne's working style and knew that the other party allowed the actors to make mistakes, but he would never allow low-level mistakes.

This is a scene that appears in court, the main character is a two-faced man, but at this point he has not yet fallen to the other side.

As the extras took their seats one by one, the team behind the scenes were ready one by one, and the scene slowly returned to quiet. Everyone turned their attention to the director position. Wayne nodded and signaled that he could start.

"The Seventeenth Act One of the Dark Knights, now begins!"

The field recorder board rang out crisply in front of camera No. 1, and the shooting officially began.

"Sorry, everyone, I'm late."

Charlie Sheen walked a few steps away from the camera to Naomi Watts, threw down her briefcase and sat down.

The Australian actress naturally asked in a low voice: "Where have you been?"

"Are you worried about taking charge of me?"

"Have, I've memorized these things..."

Watching the performance of the two people, Wayne nodded slightly. After a lot of contact and lines, the performance of these two people was basically satisfying him.

Except for the conversation between the two, the entire shooting scene was always in a quiet atmosphere. Just as he wanted to shout "cut", the door was pushed open with a clang. Charles Rowan's face looked weird, and he didn't care about the ongoing shooting, and hurriedly ran towards the director.

"f**K!" Wayne cursed in a low voice, waved at Gilmore helplessly. "Stay ten minutes, each department will be restored, and filming will start again after ten minutes!"

"Sorry, Wayne, you have to look at this!"

Charles Rowan noticed the other party's ugly face, but did not explain anything. Instead, he placed a Time magazine and a stack of newspapers next to the monitor.

Wayne saw the top of the Washington Post at first sight, and also grew up involuntarily. "Holy shit!!!"