Chapter 612 611 Just give it to Tsui Hark
Fang Minghua smiled after hearing this.
"Don't like it? Tangtang, write out the outline of the story you just wrote out and number it."
"What for?" Song Tangtang said, but still Reopen a document and briefly list what you just said.
Fang Minghua sat next to her, holding a teacup in his hand and looking at the screen.
"Okay, you readjust the contents of the script in the order I told you: 5, 3, 6, 7, 1, 8, 2, 4, 9. That's the order. Don't make a mistake."
Fang Minghua said again.
Song Tangtang didn’t know why, but still scrambled the text content according to Fang Minghua’s instructions.
"Okay, now you re-read the script according to this outline."
Song Tangtang had no choice but to re-read it. His eyes were confused at first. It seemed that the more he read, the more confused he became, but slowly his eyes became brighter. stand up.
Finally he said with a smile: "Oh, if you change it like this, wouldn't it be a proper stream of consciousness in literature?"
"Does the style suddenly become more sophisticated? Wong Kar-wai doesn't like it?" Fang Minghua laughed. asked rhetorically.
"Yeah." Song Tangtang nodded: "But there is another problem."
"What problem?"
"Your time and space are scattered and non-linear. The fragmented narrative makes the film difficult to understand. Moreover, some narrative lines appear in different paragraphs in the form of interludes. For example, the third paragraph of "Jingzhe" appears in the fifth paragraph of the narrative line, which makes the audience confused. It’s not easy to understand.”
"Didn't I use different solar terms to mark the five paragraphs 5, 6, 7, 8, and 9? The solar terms imply the passage and sequence of time." Fang Minghua explained.
Song Tangtang listened and took a closer look, and sure enough, these paragraphs did contain the Awakening of Insects, Beginning of Spring, Summer Solstice, and White Dew, the four seasons! "
"Oh my God. How did the audience notice this detail? ! Song Tangtang couldn't help but exclaimed: "If it is shot like this, literature and art are literature and art, and the box office will definitely be miserable." "
"Then I don't care. I'm only responsible for writing the script. As for how he wants to film it, that's Wong Kar-wai's business. "Fang Minghua said leisurely.
The next morning, Fang Minghua called Liu Zhenwei and asked him to read the script.
Liu Zhenwei read it carefully, and the result was the same as Song Tangtang's original idea.
The magic has changed Jin Yong's novel, and the text and lines are quite wonderful.
But the plot content, is it a bit bland?
Wong Kar-wai likes this guy who is "pretending to be cool", can he like him?
Forget it, leave it to Wong Kar-wai and let him make his own decision.
Liu Zhenwei expressed his gratitude and found someone to buy a 3.5-inch disk and sent it directly back to Xiangjiang.
Everything in Yinchuan has been finished. Fang Minghua bid farewell to Liu Zhenwei, Stephen Chow, Zhang Xianliang and others, and prepared to go home.
Song Tangtang will stay for a while. In addition to looking at the crew's accounts, more importantly, he also needs to look at the studio company's accounts.
So Fang Minghua went home alone.
It was the end of September when I returned home, and it was National Day soon. Fang Minghua picked up his two children from his mother-in-law's house and took them out for a walk, always fulfilling his responsibilities as a father.
It is convenient to go out for fun if you have a car. Fang Minghua took his two children and picked up his parents and went to the zoo, Xingqing Park, and Yuguantai.
It’s the festival. You have to be happy.
While Fang Minghua and his family were enjoying their vacation, Wong Kar-wai who was far away in Hong Kong was very unhappy.
Tongluowan Road, Xiangjiang, Zedong Film Company Headquarters Building.
At this time, Wong Kar-wai was sitting in his office, staring blankly at the computer screen on his boss's desk.
Zedong Film Company is a film company jointly established by Wong Kar-wai and Liu Zhenwei. It has not been established for a long time, but Wong Kar-wai signed contracts with popular stars such as Tony Leung, Maggie Cheung, and Carina Lau in one fell swoop, preparing to make a big splash. Get rid of the bad reputation of "box office poison" due to the box office failure of "Days of Wild".
Then let’s make martial arts movies. It is very popular in Xiangjiang.
He specially bought the film adaptation rights of the novel "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" from Mr. Jin. He originally planned to write a script by himself, but he always couldn't find the status. When he saw When Fang Minghua wrote the script for Stephen Chow's "Westward Journey", he suddenly felt.
Let him have a try?
Because he admired the script very much.
In addition to the funny lines tailor-made for Stephen Chow, the structure of the script simply subverts the original work.
What’s more important is that you think it’s nonsense, but it’s actually about love.
You think you see love, but you are actually talking about human nature.
This is the tone he likes.
Through Liu Zhenwei, who was filming in the mainland, I contacted Fang Minghua. The other party agreed and quickly sent the script.
To this end, Wong Kar-wai also found someone to translate it into traditional Chinese characters, which is easier to read.
But after he read the script carefully several times, there were only two words in his mind: disappointment.
It is indeed a subversion of the original work, and the lines are also very literary, but the plot is.
Love murder, revenge and a love triangle, a bloody deal!
If Liu Zhenwei takes it, he may regard it as a treasure, but who am I, Wong Kar-wai?
I would rather lose my pants than make such a vulgar movie!
Disappointed, really disappointed.
Go back?
It’s not appropriate to slap someone in the face like this.
Just give it to Tsui Hark for a photo.
His favorite thing is to make martial arts movies.
Wong Kar-wai picked up the Big Brother that was placed on the boss’s desk.
"Brother Xu, this is Ka Wai. I have a martial arts script in my hand. It was written by the famous mainland writer and screenwriter Ming Hua. It is very good. Will you film it?"
"Why don't I make it? You know, I don't make martial arts movies"
An hour later, Tsui Hark rushed to the headquarters building of Zedong Film Company and entered Wong Kar-wai's office.
Both of them were familiar with each other, so there was no need to be polite. Wong Kar-wai gave up his boss chair and let Tsui Hark look at the computer.
Tsui Hark read the script carefully and said: "The storyline is okay. It's relatively compact, but the lines are too literary. Kar-Wai, was this written for you? Among the directors of Heung Kong, you are the only one who likes this tone. "
Wong Kar-wai laughed twice awkwardly: "Brother Xu, to be honest, it was indeed written for me, but I feel it is not to my liking, mainly because of the storyline. According to what I heard, Minghua is in Mainland is a very famous writer who is very good at deconstruction and stream-of-consciousness writing, but his script has a wonderful plot, but it is too plain and straightforward to be interesting."
After finishing speaking, Wong Kar-wai shook his head.
"Stream of consciousness? Deconstruction? Are they those foggy things you like?" Tsui Hark said, reading the script carefully again, and suddenly discovered something.
"Kia Wai, in fact, if the chronological order of this script is adjusted, it might as well be the so-called stream of consciousness you mentioned."
"Look, if this paragraph is placed in At the back. Put this paragraph in the front and insert this paragraph between the two paragraphs. However, this change is messy and I don’t like it.”
Tsu Hark said to Wong Kar-wai again: “The script. I took it away. It’s pretty good to remove those formal words. Please help me ask Minghua and let me know if you want more money.” After that, he closed the document.
“Wait a minute!” Wong Kar-wai suddenly yelled, which startled Tsui Hark. He turned around and saw Wong Kar-wai looking straight at the computer screen, murmuring: “So, that’s it, that’s it. This way”
(End of this chapter)