Chapter 613 "Abandoned City" is "grey": a gray world and a gray life
"Brother Xu, I'm sorry, I can't give you this script. I have to shoot it myself." Wong Kar-wai said.
“Oh, are you going to mess up the timeline?!” Tsui Hark immediately understood what Wong Kar-wai meant.
The same script, but the timeline is messed up, plus those literary lines, it is indeed Wong Kar-wai's favorite.
"But, Jiawei, if you really want to take pictures like that, you might end up on the street again." As a good friend, he had to remind him.
"Fighting on the street? Hmm, it's also possible. Well, let Zhenwei think of something." Wong Kar-wai touched his chin and said.
A week later, Fang Minghua received a letter from Wong Kar-wai in Hong Kong, thanking him for writing the script, and sent a remittance in the name of Zedong Film Company: 100,000 Hong Kong dollars for the script fee.
Of course Fang Minghua didn't know that so many things had happened. A few years later, he talked about this old incident when he went to Xiangjiang to chat and drink with friends.
If Tsui Hark were to film it, would it be another "Ashes of Time" as exciting as "The Swordsman"?
It was late October, the weather had turned cold, and Song Tangtang also returned from Yinchuan.
The filming of "Westward Journey" is relatively smooth, and is expected to be completed in mid-December, and then transferred to behind-the-scenes production, so that it can be staged after the Spring Festival next year.
At noon that day, the weather was good, and the long-lost sunshine finally appeared in the originally hazy sky. His wife didn't come back from work at noon. After dinner, Fang Minghua sat alone in the yard to bask in the sun. The phone in the living room suddenly rang. He walked in and picked up the phone.
"Who?"
"Minghua, it's me, Pingwa."
"Hello, Brother Jia, haven't you been busy lately?" Fang Minghua smiled Say hello.
"Why aren't you busy? You are as busy as a ghost blowing fire."
It turns out that just this year, Jia Pingwa founded the monthly prose magazine "Mei Wen".
When it was first published, he claimed: "Our purpose in running such a publication is to use our strength to oppose the sweet, flowery, and trivial writing style, and to advocate the atmosphere, purity and integrity of prose. We advocated opening up the avenues of prose and opening up the avenues for prose that became more and more narrow and narrow, so we shouted the words "big prose"
Fang Minghua was impressed by the energy. br>"Minghua, my "Desolate City" has been officially completed. Can I bring it over so you can take a look at it again? Give your opinion. "Jia Pingwa said his purpose.
"Okay, I'll wait for you at home."
An hour later, Fang Minghua heard the doorbell ringing outside. When he opened the door, he saw Jia Pingwa standing at the door with a briefcase under her arm.
Fang Minghua invited Jia Pingwa into the room and wanted to pour him tea. Jia Pingwa waved her hand and said, "No, I have something else to do. You can read the manuscript slowly."
"Urgent. What, drink some tea and have a good meeting?" Fang Minghua asked to stay.
“I don’t have a lot of things to do in such a leisurely work unit.” Jia Pingwa declined and looked at Fang Minghua’s courtyard again.
"I still envy you. There is such a courtyard, where you can find peace and quiet in the bustle."
"Brother Jia, what are you envious of? As soon as your novel is published, there will be a courtyard."
>"Haha, please give me your blessing, I'll leave first."
After Jia Pingwa left, Fang Minghua picked up the manuscript and looked at it carefully.
Not much has changed from the first draft, but some details have been modified.
Fang Minghua read two pages and his eyes suddenly widened.
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Why are there suddenly "□□□□□□ (the author deleted ×hundred×ten× words)" in those erotic descriptions!
Fang Minghua originally thought this was a gimmick by the publishing house, but it turned out to be Jia Pingwa herself!
It’s really a bit eccentric.
Fang Minghua couldn't help but shake his head.
For the past two days, Fang Minghua has been carefully looking at Jia Pingwa's manuscript. Putting aside the eye-catching erotic descriptions, the literary artistry of this novel is still relatively high.
The author uses the form of allegory, deformation and exaggeration to visualize the variation of intellectuals in the urban environment, and successfully depicts a prosperous and decadent urban picture.
The biggest personal characteristic of "Dead City" is not "yellow" but "grey", a gray world and a gray life.
Fang Minghua suddenly felt that "The Wasted City" was very similar to the life style described by Keigo Higashino in "White Night Journey": one side is sin, the other side is love; one side is black, the other side is white; one side is good, the other side is evil; Showing, hiding on one side.
Everyone is afraid that the sun in their lives will disappear, but some people’s lives are always shrouded in darkness. Just as the seemingly pure and beautiful Xuesui is sinful, and the dark shadow of her childhood cannot be removed, so life There is no sun in it, it's like walking in the white night.
"Abandoned City" at least allows us to see that in this special and unrepeatable era, there is a group of people walking in the white night - their world is dark; they create sunshine for themselves, combining daytime with The night superimposed into a gray space; all traces and aspects of their lives together formed a gray mark of the times; their sweat, blood and tears merged into rivers, and their flesh and blood condensed into city walls, which became the "Abandoned City".
Publishing is no problem, and selling well is expected to be no problem.
What Fang Minghua is thinking now is, after publication, how to avoid the same mistakes of "Abandoned Capital" in history and continue to publish it smoothly?
Is it appropriate to reduce erotic descriptions in books?
This is correct, but not enough.
You also need to have a correct distribution strategy.
Fang Minghua thought about it and called Jia Pingwa to come to his home a week later.
The temperature has cooled down today, and there is a strong wind outside. Xijing stipulates that heating is only available in mid-November, but Fang Minghua's home has air conditioning installed, so it is still warm.
Soon after hearing the doorbell, Fang Minghua went out to open the door and welcomed Jia Pingwa into the living room.
"Brother Jia, it's so cold, I thought you wouldn't come."
"You summoned me, how could I not come?" Jia Pingwa joked.
"Come, come, have a sip of tea to warm yourself up."
Jia Pingwa sat on the sofa and took two sips of tea before asking: "Minghua, have you finished reading the manuscript? ”
"After reading it, let me give you my personal opinion."
"Tell me." Jia Pingwa leaned forward, looking like she was listening carefully.
“These □□□□□□ (the author deleted ×hundred
“Yes, I filled it in later, mainly to attract readers’ attention.” Jia Pingwa explained with a smile: Don’t you think that I really wrote these words? "
Fang Minghua shook his head and said: "It's over. ”
"Passed?"
"Your original intention was to attract readers' attention, but I think this approach is a bit excessive. I think you should not only delete these □□□□□□, but also in the erotic description You have to be more restrained, because I am worried that the publication of your book will arouse public criticism and even anger."
After listening, Jia Pingwa was silent for a moment, seeming a little unconvinced, and suddenly changed the topic. Said: "Minghua, I read "White Deer Plain" which was officially published in China."
"Oh?"
"The novel is well written, I admire it very much, and it has a good response in society. Very good. Many critics have praised it and think it is an epic work. However, his book also contains many erotic descriptions, which are even worse than my "The Wasted City". Why did he Are all the books reviewed positively? ”
Fang Minghua did not answer but asked instead:
"Brother Jia, didn't you find the biggest difference between your two books?"
"What difference?" Jia Pingwa asked subconsciously.
(End of this chapter)