Wheeze, wheeze, wheeze.
In the open and narrow corridor, there was only the sound of heavy and rapid breathing. Even if we just looked on, we could still feel the anxiety and fear of the limit of life and death. The struggle and pain on the verge of suffocation was like beating hard on the eardrum like a drum, and the invisible panic caught hold of the ankle, And then drag the soul into the dark bit by bit like the devil.
"Oh
Before he realized it, his invisible hands firmly grasped his throat, oxygen began to decrease gradually, and he began to struggle involuntarily. At this time, he realized that his muscles were completely stiff, so tight that they almost burst, and he couldn't move at all. He couldn't even move a finger, so the fear of death covered his heart, It seems to be witnessing the destruction of the world.
But there's nothing we can do.
be quiet.
Still quiet.
The whole shooting scene was silent, even as silent as death. Even the sound of breathing and pulse had disappeared. Clearly, there was a bustling crowd standing on the scene, but there was no movement. The air had stagnated, and only the sound of breathing was surging.
Even the climax of the confrontation between Horton and Edmond can not be compared with the shock at this moment. Just through a quick breath under the survival instinct, we can deeply feel the fear and pain that the soul is falling apart, while the onlookers can do nothing——
They can save him physically, but they can't make any remedy psychologically. The heartbreaking pain is hidden in the breath.
What's more, the indoor temperature is also disappearing. The cold touch starts to climb up along the heel, and then firmly adheres to the spine. Little by little, it penetrates into the bone marrow. You can clearly feel that the blood temperature is gradually decreasing, as if the vitality is slowly losing.
icy. dark. Chaos.
In the mind is on the stage of heaven and earth, mountain and tsunami, the death of every soul, so that the body also lost the ability to act.
All the way to——
"Card!"
David finch's voice was clear and bright across the sky, like lightning invading the hospital corridor, which touched the magic seal:
This is filming!
It's just filming!
It's not real! Thank God that fear and confusion are not real! But... Is that true? Does it really not happen that the soul is torn, invaded and destroyed? Did Edmond really not enter Horton's brain? Is Horton really Horton?
There is a faint surge of gasps on the set, but there is still no one to speak, or even no mood to exchange their eyes. They are just in a state of confusion immersed in their own thoughts, trying to distinguish between fantasy and reality, and confirm their real existence.
However, the brainstorming can't stop in a short time. The shock brought by the fear and confusion has not been dissipated and weakened, but it is becoming more and more intense, more and more intense and profound. The whole mind fragments of the "mind Hunter" shooting period are all surging in, and the reflection storm has just opened the tip of the iceberg.
This is already the case for the bystanders, and even more so for those involved.
Cameron sat down on the bed, stupefied, so stupefied, it seems that something suddenly appeared in his mind. He subconsciously looked down at his hands. There was nothing on his clean and white palm, but he seemed to be able to smell the blood, and always felt that his fingertips could touch the sticky and slippery blood, It's like... I just killed a soul myself.
And what about him?
He didn't feel anything, a little flustered, a little nervous, a little cramped, and a little sweat exuded from his palm; But that's all. It's more calm, calm and quiet. There's a little curiosity and expectation behind the calm mood——
How's Horton? What's all that confusion and noise about? What's going on out there?
This feeling, normal?
Then a numb sensation came from his toes all the way up the leg. He could not help grabbing with his hand to stop the itching, but on the contrary, it made the itching spread more and more. The whole back seemed to be covered with ants. He raised his hand to wipe it back, looked down, and the whole palm was covered with blood.
"Ah
Cameron couldn't help but exhale, shivering one by one. His whole body was shaking uncontrollably. The fear from his heart made his stomach tumbling, his hands on his knees, and he began to vomit. His tumbling stomach didn't vomit anything, but the nausea still lingered, So that the knees and hands began to continue to shake up, how can not stop.
He's Cameron, he's not Edmund.
He's Cameron, he's not Edmund!
Over and over again, he kept telling himself that the brain with a splitting headache seemed to be able to feel the pain of the giant breaking off his skull, and then the shivering surged up one by one, and in an instant he was completely engulfed, until he was paralyzed.
Cameron is powerless to lie back on the hospital bed. He can't help but reappear Horton's tottering, precarious, and disintegrating eyes in his mind. It seems that he can clearly capture Edmond's process of swallowing Horton's soul step by step, and then his powerless brain will completely relax.
After losing control, the mind gradually becomes clear——
That's Horton, that's Langley, that's the soul Langley infused into Horton, that's Edmond assimilating Horton, that's Horton falling into the dark.
Although Cameron has always paid homage to Langley's acting skills, today, Cameron can really understand Langley's greatness and excellence
His performance is like a black hole. No matter whether the role is active or passive, lanli can always firmly grasp the focus of the whole play, which is the whole play, not just the role. Then, through the interpretation and deduction of the role, he can drive the progress of the play and unconsciously complete the work of constructing the virtual world. That kind of immersive feeling, Even other characters can be fully integrated into it, and it's hard to tell the true from the false.
reach the peak of perfection!
Now Cameron can finally understand why the professionals in the industry always praise lanli. This performance skill is absolutely the best!
Hall level actors, let Cameron see the peak of strength, also let Cameron see their own shortcomings, let Cameron see the direction of efforts.
No one can feel this more deeply than David finch. He is even more clear and profound than Cameron. As a spectator and a director, he can control the whole situation, and also be aware of the traction of the air. He has completed the integration of drama and people without any sound.
"Perfect."
This is the only idea in David's mind, more exaggeration and less inadequacy, which vividly explains the relationship between Horton and Edmond; The disintegration in his eyes at the last moment truly shows the entanglement between Horton and the dark. All the weight of the whole series falls in this eye, but it still doesn't seem overloaded. It perfectly shows David's original intention of building the whole crew.
Even if he is as picky as David, he can't offer any improvement to the play.
Now David can finally understand the praise of Rooney, and the praise of Steven Spielberg, Alfonso Caron and other directors. Apart from egot and the two Oscar winners, David can really feel the spirituality, texture and thickness of lenley's performance. This ability and language description will only make the language pale and powerless, just need to feel, Just calm down and feel it carefully.
This is art.
David can't help but want to applaud for the blue gift, but it's not in line with his character. He obviously won't make such a grandstanding move to create attention, so all the excitement and joy are hidden in his eyes, slightly moved, and his eyes can't help flashing.
"David?" There was an inquiring voice in my ear. It was Rooney.
David didn't turn his head for fear of revealing his emotions. He just nodded in affirmation.
But Rooney's eyes didn't move away, just looked at David stubbornly and persistently, which made David a little embarrassed. After all, he turned his head, and the flash in his eyes fell on Rooney's eyes.
David could see a little smile in Rooney's eyes. He seemed to be saying: I told you, he is the best actor. Although David was very, very reluctant to admit it, he still answered, "perfect!" after rolling his eyes
There's only one word, but that's all David's weight.
That's enough.
Rooney nodded to David. "I think so, too." After a pause, he said, "he has been preparing for the play for a long time."
David thought it was three or five days or something, because everyone knew that the play was very difficult, and it was no surprise that Langley had prepared in advance; But he always felt that there was more meaning hidden in the words of Rooney, which made David lean back and try to distance himself a little and observe the look of Rooney carefully.
But Rooney didn't give David more opportunities to show a smile, "I'll go and see how he's doing." With that, Rooney bypassed the monitor and walked in the direction of Langley.
David's eyes were fixed on Rooney's back, thoughtful, and then a light smile appeared at the bottom of his eyes.
LUNI takes a light step and comes to lanli. At this time, lanli is still lying on the ground. Even if David announces the end of the shooting, he doesn't stand up. He just lies quietly on the ground and still keeps Holden's posture. It's hard not to think of the situation of "pop drummer" before.
Without much hesitation, Rooney made a light move and lay down beside lanli. She took the ground as her bed and lay down face to face with lanli.