Chapter 377 Subtle Touch
Generally speaking, when devout Catholics name their children, they often name their children after their parents, grandparents, and to represent a kind of commemoration, admiration, and inheritance; and Or naming a son after his father, which often represents the inheritance of blood and spirit.
Families with more wealth often do this,
so that many ordinary families later learned this method and inherited the same name in the hope that their families would grow.
So, you can often see names like this. "Senior" represents the elder, which is the father; "Junior" represents the younger, which is the son. Furthermore, there are first, second, and third generations that represent three generations of a family, from grandfather to father to son.
In such a situation, the father often does not call his son by his first name - because that is also his own name. Instead, he will call him "Junior".
If you refer to the background, this title has a purely natural blood connection, naturally building a bridge between father and son.
Christopher Walken, purely in terms of age, is 59 years old. He can already be Anson’s grandfather. However, the two actors have to play as father and son in the movie, which is slightly inconsistent; but Steve The casting of Wen was also carefully considered.
For now, Hollywood's old-age makeup technology is not mature enough, and computer special effects have not developed to the extent that it can change age. Old-age makeup often looks weird; and old Frank has experienced the blow of consecutive business failures. He ages easily, and considering the time span of filming, it makes sense to choose Christopher to play Old Frank.
After all, it is easier and more realistic to look younger than to look older.
Now, Christopher took advantage of the atmosphere of the shooting scene and entered the state quietly with only one address -
"Hey, Junior Frank (Junior), happy birthday."
< br>Being worthy of being from a traditional academic school, Anson was also in a trance, as if he really heard his father calling him.
Anson was stunned for a moment, and a smile crept up the corner of his mouth, "Thank you. So are you ready for breakfast?"
This is not a line, but it is obviously not Anson——
Instead, the dialogue that took place between Abagnale and his son, even outside the framework of the script, naturally revealed the daily life between father and son.
It turns out that this is a method performance.
When an actor understands the character 100% and becomes immersed in the role, the edges and colors of the character gradually become vivid in the body, and he can react naturally without a script——
Natural and authentic.
At this moment, the actor does not need to think about "what expression should I make", "how should I act", "what should be the emotion here", "what should I do if I say the wrong line", because of the traces of performance Being completely abandoned, every move has evolved into the character's own movements, completely natural.
As a result, expressions, movements, language, and status are all revealed naturally.
The actors and characters are completely integrated, making it difficult to tell the real from the fake.
Vaguely, Anson entered a state that is difficult to describe accurately in words, as if he was acting but not himself, and the entire performance state from lines to movements became smoother.
Very interesting.
Crack.
There was a sound of closing the door in the hall, but it was extremely short and subsided in a blink of an eye. Then the sizzling sound in the kitchen occupied the entire space again like a drizzle of rain, making the house seem even quieter.
Take two steps forward and look at the boxes piled up in the room. The move has been completed but the luggage has not been unpacked. Old Frank is a little dazed. He stands there blankly with no idea.
“Hey, Dad.”
Little Frank’s call came from the kitchen. Old Frank subconsciously turned around and looked over, but the focus of his eyes was not focused at all. He just glanced at it and then again Look at the box that is nowhere to be found in the room.
“Where is your mother?”
In the kitchen, little Frank was making pancakes and spreading the batter on the pan. Even after hearing his father's words, he did not stop and carefully spread the pancakes flat.
"I don't know." A pause.
“She said she was going to find a job.”
Old Frank finally came to his senses and turned from the hall to the kitchen. Even though he was embarrassed and embarrassed, he Still maintaining the gentleman's character, suit, shirt, tie, hat, neatly display etiquette.
Old Frank was puzzled, "What can she do? Selling shoes at Centipede Farm?"
"Haha." Little Frank couldn't hold it back, and then thought about the picture again, and couldn't control his laughter, "Haha. "I couldn't control it anymore, "Hahahaha."
Old Frank couldn't help laughing, "Haha."
But little Frank smiled brightly. He lifted his waist, his handsome cheeks were stained with two blushes, and his eyes and mouth were full of smiles.
At this moment, Frank Sr. noticed his son’s appearance——
Shirts and sweaters, this is the school uniform, the uniform of private schools in the past.
He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and pullover to avoid getting in the way, but even so, he still couldn't hide his elegance and handsomeness.
Old Frank frowned slightly, Little Frank should not be here, "What are you doing?"
Little Frank did not notice the subtle change in Old Frank's tone, but still smiled brightly , picked up the spoon again and continued to be busy, "Do you want some pancakes?"
Old Frank was stunned, "As dinner? On my son's sixteenth birthday? We don't Eat pancakes!”
Little Frank's movement of flipping the pancakes slowed down slightly, and his side face showed some hesitation, but he still could not control his expectations. He looked up at his father, his eyes widened, and he was trying to suppress the joy and excitement in the deep blue. Trying his best to stay calm——
Expectation is still expectation, after all, he is just a sixteen-year-old child; but reason tightens the reins, because he is mature enough and experienced, and he knows that they are experiencing a strong wind. It's a difficult period of sudden rain. In such a predicament, maybe birthdays are not so important.
Mother didn’t remember it, did she?
He is neither sad nor disappointed.
But when I heard my father’s words, I still couldn’t help but look forward to it, cautiously.
Just one look and for a moment, Christopher Walken was slightly stunned.
Logically speaking, it was just a look, fleeting, and it was impossible to interpret much; but now, he could see the complexity.
Words cannot describe the complexity.
For a moment, time stood still.
Then, Anson lowered his eyes
Because he realized that his eyes revealed his true thoughts, but the point was that he couldn't and shouldn't create pressure on his father, right?
What would they do if their father left like this due to too much pressure?
Him, he couldn’t imagine it.
With his eyes lowered and the corners of his mouth raised, Ansen was a little flustered and embarrassed to hide himself. He was about to make a few excuses, but found that he had already been seen through.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think I forgot?"
One sentence revealed the truth, but it stung Anson's soft heart. He tried to speak, but found that his voice was slightly stuck in his throat.
It was just a pause, and then I found my voice.
"No, I didn't think you forgot."
(End of Chapter)