Chapter 12： All beginnings are hard

On the trees on both sides of the old streets, there are always pieces of withered leaves falling inadvertently. When you enter Philadelphia in autumn, you can feel the coolness.

David Fincher was standing in front of an old apartment building, directing the crew of the crew and setting up the cameras. This was the first time he was in charge of the film guide. He was naturally cautious in some aspects, although he was not. He speaks everything personally, but also requires very strict requirements for every detail.

"Amy!" David Fincher called the assistant director, "Where are the actors? Why haven't they arrived yet? Doesn't the actor let me take pictures of the empty streets?"

"David, don't worry." The deputy director quickly explained, "I just talked to Mr. Al Pacino on the phone, and he will be there soon, but we are sent to pick up Miss Nicole Kidman and Mr. Ryan Jenkins. His car broke down halfway, and now they have called a taxi and are rushing here."

"Damn it!" David Fincher cursed in a low voice. It was really unlucky to have encountered this kind of thing before turning on the phone, and he has never seen an actor who starred in a little boy until now. I don’t know Harvey. What is Weinstein doing, I hope that kid will be as good as he said, no! As long as there is half of what he said, I am satisfied.

"Come, here, it's them." The assistant director pointed to a taxi parked on the side of the road.

David Fincher hurriedly looked over. The first goal was a tall and glamorous girl. The woman was very tall and very beautiful, but in the next moment, he was attracted by the boy she was leading away. Attention.

The thin and thin body seems to fall when the wind blows, and the light brown hair is disheveled covering the pale face. Under the quiet appearance, there is strength and an indescribable temperament, especially the sky blue. In the eyes, the brilliance of insight shines from time to time.

That's right! He is Cole! After just one glance, the boy's appearance completely overlapped with the Cole outlined in his mind. Although I don't know how his acting skills are, from the appearance point of view, there is nothing more suitable than him.

Ok! Although Harvey Weinstein is a bit arrogant, he finally did not disappoint him in the selection of actors.

"Nicole, is this the old city of Philadelphia? It looks really old." Ryan's eyes were patrolling around curiously. Such an old house would have been demolished long ago if it were placed in the place where he was in his previous life. Land is sold.

"Yes, it is said that this is one of the oldest urban areas in the United States."

But it was Pie? Jinsli. Compared with Nicole, an American of her standard had a better understanding of the history of Philadelphia.

took Nicole Kidman's hand and walked from the small road in the middle of the low green belt to the front of the apartment. The deputy director who had met them quickly gave an introduction to both parties.

"Director Fincher, hello. Very happy to meet you, you can call me Ryan." The boy is impeccable in etiquette, just like Nicole said, as long as he wants to, he is the perfect little gentleman , And his actions immediately won the favor of Mr. Director, "Well, Ryan, it’s also nice to meet you."

As the director in charge of the tube, he naturally knows who wrote the script. Although the script was almost ripped by him, it was still a surprise to see the master at this time. Such an excellent story turned out to be from a person under ten years old. The hand of the child is unbelievable. Could it be that the children born in the 1980s are so perverted?

After greeting the crew, Ryan was taken into the dressing room. Since it was the first time to shoot a movie, he was a little curious about everything. Fortunately, he still knew what he was here for. It is not the school and home that can let him recklessly suppress his temperament and allow the female makeup artist to apply smears on his face.

Damn it, I'm a boy, what's the matter with grease and powder? Ryan looked at the paler face in the mirror, and he muttered in his heart.

"Hello Mr. Pacino!"

At the door of the temporary dressing room, an assistant's voice suddenly came.

"Al Pacino?" The boy knew who he was going to play with some time ago. It's only 1989. Unless Harvey Weinstein gets water in his head, he will never choose Bruce Willis. .

This is not ten years later, but Mr. Willis is worthy of the name of facial paralysis.

But he never expected that the big fat man would choose Al Pacino to be the leading actor. Well, now Al is actually in a downturn in his career, and this movie needs an actor-level actor to come. Increase box office appeal, it is estimated that this is how the two sides hit it off.

The moment the makeup artist finished the work, the boy jumped up from the chair, took out the signature book and fountain pen from his backpack, and handed it to Al Pacino who had just sat down. .

"Mr. Al Pacino, can you sign a name for me?" The boy widened his eyes and looked at this middle-aged man who was acting like an idol.

"No problem, you are..."

"Ryan, Ryan Jenkins, the lonely boy you want to solve and help in this movie."

"Well, Ryan, you can call me Al." As expected of a famous old drama bone, that kind of affinity naturally spread out.

"Ryan, I wish you health and happiness forever." Al Pacino wrote a message after the signature, and Ryan smiled happily, as if he was really happy to get the idol's signature, "Thank you Al, it’s great to be able to play with you."

Perhaps it was the advantage of his age or his positive and cheerful personality. Ryan won Al Pacino’s favor without expending much effort. When he changed into that American elementary school uniform and walked out of the dressing room, Ryan won the favor of Al Pacino. People talked and laughed, and the boy also took the opportunity to ask a few words about acting.

The first thing to shoot was the shot of the psychologist played by Al Pacino. Ryan also saw what an acting skill at the actor level was. After a few simple test shots, Al quickly found the state.

"Cut! Very good!" David Fincher clapped his hands vigorously, encouraging everyone on the crew, "Ten minutes off."

I just filmed the shot of the psychiatrist Malcolm walking down the street. Although the fall in Philadelphia has some coolness, the shape of Al's windbreaker and scarf still sweated after the filming was completed.

"Are you nervous, Ryan?" Nicole took the boy's hand and rubbed his palm lightly with her thumb, wanting this way to soothe his mood, because the boy will be on the court in the next shot.

"Not nervous." Ryan denied without thinking, but after meeting Nicole's clear gaze, he had to breathe a long sigh, "Well, I admit, it was a little nervous, but this is normal. Is it? Nicole, were you nervous the first time you filmed?"

"Of course. I was so nervous that I even forgot the lines." Nicole said with a smile, "I'll give you a good suggestion. You can think of everyone present as stones. That would be much better."

"Can it be used as potatoes? Or onions and tomatoes?"

Maybe it’s because he has no confidence in Ryan, or maybe he wants to go from easy to difficult. The boy’s first scene is when Cole walks out of the apartment, locks the door and leaves. It’s very simple, isn’t it?

"Cut! It's over."

I only took two test shots, and I took one official shot. This shot was passed. Of course, it wasn’t that the boy had an explosion of acting skills as soon as he came up. It was a blurry distant shot. What he had to do was too simple. Open the room. The door, carefully observe left and right.

But then I ran into big trouble. This is a close-up shot, requiring Ryan to show a cautious, cautious, and somewhat cringing look after putting on a pair of eyes.

"Cut! Ryan, relax, look natural."

"Cut! Ryan, you are too stiff.?"

"Cut! Ryan, don't look at the camera lens."

"..."

This time it was even more exaggerated. The boy looked at the glasses that fell under his feet and gave a wry smile. Fortunately, David Fincher is not James Cameron, otherwise...

David Fincher also frowned. He has many years of experience shooting commercials and MTV. He naturally knows how difficult it is for a child to find the state of acting. Before shooting, he also talked with him. In the human conversation, he could see that this was a clever and precocious child, and the holding heart could not help being put back in half. Unexpectedly, more than half an hour passed, the boy still hadn't made any progress. UU Reading

"Nicole, do you want to comfort Ryan?" Pie? Jinsli was a little worried.

"No, Ryan is stronger than anyone." Nicole Kidman shook his head slowly and firmly, but no one could see the worried and distressed look on his face, "Since he chose this path , You have to face it yourself."

Ryan clenched his fists hard, and even his arms trembled slightly. When he did it, he realized that certain things were far more difficult than he thought, such as the Oolong incident some time ago, such as today's shooting.

"Cut!" After stopping again after the break, David Fincher walked over and whispered, "Ryan, do you know where your problem is?"

"About one-third of it was because of my sudden distraction, another third was because of my body stiffness and shaking, and the remaining third was because I couldn't help but look at the camera lens."

Out of David Fincher's expectation, the boy knew exactly where his problem was. He patted the boy on the arm, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Can you give me ten minutes? I need to be alone for a while." Ryan first gave Nicole in the distance a relieved look, and then looked at the director expectantly, "Believe me, David. I can solve these problems myself."

The boy's words and expressions gave him inexplicable confidence. David Fincher nodded, "Okay! Rest for ten minutes!"

"Obviously, I need an actor's self-cultivation." Ryan opened the door to enter the apartment and said something that made David Fincher feel inexplicable.