Chapter 23 Vomiting the Soul
On October 18th, China Film Group called Guan Ling. His Uninvited Guest script was nominated for the Golden Horse Award for Best Original Screenplay. At the same time, his character Ma Mingliang Nominated for Best Supporting Actor. The film was not nominated for Best Picture, but it was nominated for Best Editing.
After asking about the release date of the Golden Horse Awards, Guan Ling focused all his attention on the filming of the new movie.
He didn't have high expectations about whether he would win the award.
Compared to uninvited guests, he paid more attention to the height that suspect X's dedication could reach.
The shooting location of "The Devotion of Suspect X" was chosen by Guan Ling in Quancheng. He wanted to shoot a kind of gloominess in the cold spring.
We first went to the shooting location, worked with the props team, coordination team, and others to prepare the props, selected the extras, and set the start-up time.
November 3rd. The movie starts.
At this time, it is not yet the coldest period in Shandong Province, so pedestrians put on a simple coat, which is just right.
He Bing is wearing makeup, his hair is messy, and he is thinking about the script on the chair. The next scene to be filmed is that he is about to hang himself, but is saved by Chen Jing, played by Yin Tao. A scene.
"Props team, the light entering the room is a bit bright, bring me something to cover the window, half of it, don't cover it all."
Guan Ling shouted to the staff.
"Teacher He? Start filming?"
"Okay. Director Guan, I have probably figured out my mood for acting."
"Then start!"
He Bing entered the house.
In the monitor, He Bing was completely different from Zhang Luyi in his previous life. He was sitting on a chair with his head slumped slightly. On the table were his mathematics books and draft papers. , he held it without looking or even moving his hands. It's wooden.
He slowly raised his head, Guan Ling asked the photographer to take a close-up shot, He Bing slowly looked towards the window, his eyes were lonely and dim, and the light pierced his eyes.
He stretched out his hand to block it, blinked his eyes involuntarily, and when he opened them again, there was already some deathly silence inside.
Standing up, he arranged all the books on the table meticulously, and then pulled the chair back to its original position. He started to look around, raised his head, lowered his head, and kept rubbing his fingers on the bottom of his shirt. He suddenly thought of something, opened the cabinet door, and took a look at the books inside, which were his mathematical things.
The lonely eyes looked back, and there was no trace of color in them. The cabinet door was closed, and he hung a rope on the beam. He looked up at the rope in a daze.
Having made up his mind, he did not hesitate in his next move. He hung up his neck, slightly arched his legs, and tried to kick the chair underneath with his toes. The speed of this part was obviously much faster than before. He had decided to die.
At the same time, there was a knock on the door outside.
Guan Ling did not call out, and He Bing continued to act. He looked at the door suspiciously, as if he thought he heard wrongly.
The sound was still ringing, and He Bing, whose pupils were dilated, did not speak, but there seemed to be some hesitation in his eyes, which made him seem to be interested in things outside. I wonder if it was curiosity about the sounds outside, or whether it was because of curiosity about the sounds outside. In other words, he was at a turning point in fate.
Opening the door, there was still light shining on his eyes, but this time he didn't block it. His eyelids just trembled and were still raised.
The crack in the door was not wide, and He Bing stuck his head out.
"Hello, do you have any unused books at home?"
Chen Jing is an ordinary neighbor woman. She smiled and supported Yang Zi with both hands, "School teacher The homework was assigned to promote neighborly relations.”
He Bing closed the door, returned to the room, opened the cabinet just now, and came out holding the top book in his hands.
Open the door and hand it out.
He Bing finally spoke.
“Could this have been possible?”
The camera zooms in on “Unsolved Problems in Number Theory”.
Yang Zi’s big eyes were full of question marks. What she wanted was a storybook. She looked at Yin Tao, and Yin Tao motioned for her to accept it.
"Yes, thank you very much. Thank you uncle quickly."
"Thank you, uncle." Yang Zi showed a bright smile and made a heart gesture. "This is for you."
He Bing took the things and closed the door again.
He lowered his head and saw what Yang Zi gave him. On it was a painting painted by Yang Zi, with a big heart on it and the words "Thank you, kindhearted person." He Bing His face, which had always been dull, suddenly began to struggle slightly, and the muscles on his face were trembling, as if he was trying to hide his great pain. He was only good at mathematics, but he could not improve in this field. Although he had a superior IQ, it could not solve his current confusion in life, so he lost himself and the meaning of survival.
He has no regrets. There's no reason to die, but there's no reason to live, that's all.
Then, Chen Jing and her daughter rescued him.
I have no desire to die, but because of you, I want to see the light again.
"Okay, stuck!" Guan Ling was quite satisfied with He Bing's performance. He is an experienced actor, and he could not find any flaws in it even after one shot. Looking at He Bing's acting skills, there are almost no lines, but on He Bing's face, you can read the emotions gradually.
After that, he played opposite Huang Xiaoming. Huang Xiaoming knew that he was Chen Jing’s neighbor. Huang Xiaoming came to see him. Huang Xiaoming was at a high place and He Bing was acting below. There was only one sentence in the script, and He Bing was Bing can show the details of a person who cannot see the distance clearly, so he cocks his neck and squints his eyes to look forward.
He Bing's interpretation of the protagonist is very attentive, and his control and thinking about the character are included in almost every paragraph.
"How is it? Is my performance okay?" Huang Xiaoming played opposite He Bing and it was a pleasure. He could catch the ball and turn around. In the confrontation between the two people, although there was a faint feeling It’s difficult, but Huang Xiaoming basically doesn’t fall behind.
The person who made the movie NG the most was Zhu Yawen, especially when he was playing opposite Huang Xiaoming and He Bing, this guy was a little nervous.
But reading the script for more than a month was not in vain. Zhu Yawen took a lot of notes and acted step by step. The interaction with Huang Xiaoming was almost the most relaxing part of the movie.
While filming the scene of the encounter in the detention center, Guan Ling gave Yin Tao an order, asking her to speak as little as possible and be more emotional.
"I don't ask you to act like Maggie Cheung's tears in "Sweet Honey", but you must understand, what has the man in front of you done for you? He killed a person for you, and he never... I am not going to tell you, but I am going to die for you.”
This is an unbearable weight in life, and it is the last thing he does for you, that is to die for you.
Yin Tao took fourteen shots of this scene, and almost every shot had slight changes. Yin Tao almost became hoarse from crying.
But Guan Ling didn't let her talk too much. I remember watching this movie in the theater in my previous life. The suspense made the whole drama tense. At the end, when the little girl cried, almost half of the people in the theater started to curse. .
Simply let Yin Tao interpret it directly with his expressions, and finally surrendered on his own initiative, and Yin Tao played the lines himself.
"Shi Shen, I'm not worthy... I'm not worthy of you doing this for me." She cried so hard that it was heartbreaking, her hair was messy and melted into her mouth. She knelt there, her lips clear. Tears flow. She moved forward to take He Bing's hand, but the person next to her held her tightly. Her mouth opened and closed, and for a moment she almost lost her voice.
"I am the one who killed, I am the one who killed, I am not worthy...the law should judge me..."
Yin Tao felt incredible pain in his chest and fell sideways.
"What are you talking about?"
He Bing's eyes widened, and veins suddenly popped out on his face. He frowned with an incredible expression.
My nose suddenly started to flow.
Then despair.
He Bing's head began to shake slightly up and down involuntarily, which was caused by the wheezing caused by crying. He seemed to be out of breath.
He moved his head left and right, not knowing where to look for a moment. He was left with only despair, destruction, and his soul trembled until it was broken. He looked at Yin Tao again.
"...Why?"
"Why..." I don't know who I am asking.
It seems to be asking the world.
He was originally a desperate person. God gave him a new faith, but then it collapsed with his own hands.
His face began to distort, and the handcuffs he was wearing were placed on his head, as if he was trying to bury himself between his arms, like an ostrich that could not see anything clearly.
“…Ah”
He shuddered and roared, a whimper of despair and confusion.
He howled and retched. Collapse.
Until—vomiting out the soul.
Guan Ling was so touched that he forgot to shout for a while. It wasn't until the assistant director next to him patted him that he woke up from a dream.
(End of this chapter)