Chapter 764 I’ll be the producer
Two days later in the morning, Jia Zhangke rushed to Xijing and knocked on the door of Fang Minghua’s house.
The weather is nice today, so Fang Minghua invited Jia Zhangke to sit in the yard and drink tea.
"Come, have a taste, this is West Lake Mingqian tea, it tastes good." Fang Minghua poured a cup for Jia Zhangke himself.
The color looked really good, green and transparent. Jia Zhangke quickly picked it up and took a sip - it was a pity that he couldn't taste the quality.
For him, drinking tea is really not as good as drinking.
Of course, in front of this man who is ten years older than him and already a famous writer at home and abroad, he cannot say that he does not like tea but likes alcohol. Jia Zhangke pretended to taste it and praised it repeatedly.
Fang Minghua smiled slightly and said nothing.
"Teacher Minghua, your yard reminds me of the yard of my hometown. There are also trees and flowers planted in it, but it is not our family but several families who live in it. It is a large courtyard." Jia Zhangke looked at it with a tea cup. Yard said.
“The traditional houses in your Jin Province should be similar to ours in Guanzhong, right?” Fang Minghua asked.
"Our Fenyang courtyard houses are similar to yours, but they are not as square. They are generally rectangular. In the countryside, just like yours in Guanzhong, the houses are built on half sides."
The two chatted about folk houses, Jia Zhangke The somewhat restrained expression just now became much more relaxed. Fang Minghua discovered that Jia Zhangke, who seemed a bit dull, was actually quite eloquent.
"Speaking of folk houses, the ancient city of Pingyao in Shanxi Province and the Qiao Family Courtyard are both good. I want to visit them when I have time." Fang Minghua said.
“We also have well-preserved courtyards in Fenyang, like the Wei Family Courtyard. In Dongshe Village, Jicun Town, our county, it is a building from the Republic of China. Wei Guangnian, a representative of Shanxi merchants, imitated Tianjin Shanxi Province The residences built as guild halls are well preserved," Jia Zhangke added.
"Really? I haven't heard of it yet. I'll go and have a look when I have time." Fang Minghua suddenly became interested.
"Welcome, welcome."
The two chatted for a while and then switched to the main topic.
"Zhang Ke, I've read your script, and it's generally good, but I'm worried about a problem." Fang Minghua took a sip from the teacup and said slowly.
"What's the problem?" Jia Zhangke asked hurriedly.
“Some plots in the script slander the image of Zhengfu. What I’m worried about is that after it’s filmed, it may not pass the censorship and not be released to the public.”
"Teacher Minghua, is it so serious? I'm just reflecting reality. In reality, this kind of situation exists everywhere. I'm not exaggerating at all." Jia Zhangke said.
“You are right, if it can be made into a movie, it will have a great influence. What will the film review department think? In the future, facing the broad audience, and even film colleagues, can you guarantee whether some people will watch it? Report it to the relevant departments? If it is exhibited at an exhibition, will it affect the country's normal foreign cultural exchanges? "
"Huh?" Jia Zhangke was stunned.
He didn’t expect that making a movie would involve so many things!
I just want to make a movie I like, telling an ordinary story, but it would violate the laws of nature? !
Can I fucking not release it in China?
Jia Zhangke's fierceness hidden in his bones was aroused. Just as he was about to express his opinion, he heard Fang Minghua speak.
"Zhang Ke, don't be like some directors who always like to take films that cannot pass the review to foreign countries for exhibitions, and are even proud of it."
Fang Minghua's tone became a little serious. : "If you want to make a film in this land, you must abide by the rules of the game - you can find ways to use the rules, but you must not blatantly destroy them. Unless you want to imitate Zhang Yuan, who made four banned films in a row and calls himself an underground director. "
Jia Zhangke was silent. Zhang Yuan, of course he knows, he is his senior.
I made four consecutive films, "Mother", "Yenjing Bastards", "Son" and "East Palace and West Palace", all of which were banned! Including Zhang Yuan himself is now banned from directing movies.
Of course he doesn't want to imitate Zhang Yuan. At heart, Jia Zhangke is still a relatively traditional man.
"Then I'll change the script." Jia Zhangke compromised.
"Well, you should film according to the script first. How about I be the producer of this film?" Fang Minghua said.
"Are you a producer?!" Jia Zhangke's eyes widened.
Although Fang Minghua has a close relationship with the film and television industry. Several of his novels have been made into movies or TV series and have been widely praised. His wife is the boss of the largest private film and television company in China, but he himself has not really been involved in film and television. This is the first time in the industry!
"What? Not welcome? I also want to drink some authentic Fenjiu in Fenyang and take a look at the Wei Family Courtyard." Fang Minghua had a smile on his face.
“Welcome, welcome!” Jia Zhangke was immediately overjoyed.
Having the great writer Ming Hua as the film’s producer is also a major promotional highlight for this film.
Now that he had decided, Jia Zhangke explained his plans for the filming of the film in detail to Fang Minghua. He said that when he returned home during the Spring Festival, he had already taken a few people around Fenyang County and selected the filming location.
"Do you have anything written about these situations?" Fang Minghua asked.
"Yes, yes." Jia Zhangke quickly took out a piece of information from the yellow satchel he carried with him and handed it to Fang Minghua.
Fang Minghua looked at it for a while and said to him: "Go to Shengshi Film and Television Company and give these things directly to Mr. Song, my wife. She will arrange for you to have a detailed discussion and sign a contract. I I'll call her later and tell her about our discussion."
"Thank you, Teacher Minghua, I'll go over now." Jia Zhangke couldn't wait any longer.
"Well, I wish our cooperation goes smoothly." Fang Minghua stretched out his right hand, and Jia Zhangke quickly took it.
After Jia Zhangke left, Fang Minghua went back to the living room and picked up the landline phone and dialed Song Tangtang's mobile phone number.
On the phone, Fang Minghua told his wife the situation with Jia Zhangke.
"Oh, Minghua, you actually want to be a producer? I can't believe it." Song Tangtang was a little surprised.
"Haha, in name only, I am just a hands-off shopkeeper. Jia Zhangke is still responsible for everything." Fang Minghua said with a smile.
"I understand, do you want to increase the popularity of this film?" Song Tangtang said on the other side of the phone.
“We have also discussed that as far as the script is concerned, some of the plots in it are relatively sensitive. I am worried that it will not pass the review, and I am also worried that someone will bully Jia Zhangke, who is just a fledgling young man, and take the opportunity to report it. As for me, I will report it. Jia Zhangke supports me!”
“Of course, I also want to visit Shanxi Province to relax. Isn’t it sung in the song: “Shanxi is so beautiful,” Fang Minghua said with a smile.
Jia Zhangke said quickly. Signed an investment contract with Shengshi Film and Television, and immediately started planning the cast and crew after returning to Yanjing. After May Day, he rushed to his hometown of Fenyang.
At this time, Fang Minghua also set off from Xijing with his travel bag. >
(End of this chapter)