The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 373 Breaking Barriers
Frank Abagnale Jr. was only sixteen years old when he committed his first crime and was only twenty-one when he was arrested by the FBI.

So, how did he embark on the road of crime step by step?
In the autobiography, Frank did not point it out clearly, but just recounted his own story; while Steven keenly captured the influence from the family under those words, and found connecting points in the Abagnale father and son. ——

Fact, is it really so?
unimportant.

After all, the film director is not a psychiatrist, and the film is not made to analyze criminal psychology; what is really important is that Steven finds an entry point, and this entry point can peek into the director's own heart, and allow the audience to find resonance and feel the film emotional core.

When Frank Jr. was fifteen years old, his father Frank Abagnale Sr.'s business suffered a heavy blow and he was desperate.

Frank Sr. tried to ask the bank for help, and used some "cunning" tactics of businessmen to try to open the way through sweet talk and small favors.

Sadly, all failed.

His career went bankrupt, his marriage broke up, and Old Frank lost everything like a bereaved dog.

Although Frank Sr. failed, all these tricks fell into the eyes of Frank Jr. He admired his father and believed in him wholeheartedly. His father's positive image was a seed buried in Frank Jr.'s heart. When his father's business failed and his parents' marriage broke up, Then it took root and sprouted.

For a long time, his father had been trying to save the marriage, but was unable to change the reality. Therefore, all Frank's actions later came from this:
He is eager to complete his father's feat, eager to reunite his father and mother, eager to regain the warmth of family; and after his father exposed his illusions, he is eager to build a family of his own like never before, even risking his life to hold on to any life-saving measures. straw.

Everything comes from the father and returns to the family.

In a sense, Steven casts his own shadow on Frank Jr., but in real life, no one knows what the real Frank Jr. is like——

However, in reality, after Frank Jr. was arrested and served five years in prison, he won the opportunity for parole because of his good behavior.

Because of his criminal record, Frank Jr. hit a wall in real life for a long time; it was not until later that the FBI agent who arrested Frank Jr. gave him another chance to detect crimes in the way of an FBI consultant; and everything turned around. That's when he met his wife, Kelly Abagnale.

After Frank Jr. and Kelly got married, they have not been separated to this day, and they have three children.

Frank Abagnale Jr. refused any form of interview with the film crew. Part of the reason was that he was completely separated from his past and no longer wanted his life to be disturbed.

Therefore, Steven's "re-creation" cannot be said to be 100% correct, but it cannot be said to be wrong either.

It is precisely because of this that Steven, who has never been good at shooting emotional scenes, has the rare opportunity to outline the most touching relationship in his director's career in this movie——

Even more than the "Dream House".

And when Anson read the script after reading the autobiography, the feeling of déjà vu gripped his heart bit by bit, slowly free-falling.

In his previous life, when he was twenty-five years old, his father's business exploded. His life was swept into a storm overnight like a tsunami and completely overturned. His confusion, his confusion, his anger, his disappointment, his fear, were countless and complicated. The emotions are intertwined and collided, making people breathless.

But in fact, everything has already been foreshadowed.

All along, his father tried his best to maintain the perfect image in his heart, which was proud, kind, stalwart, and authoritative, and outlined a blueprint for success for him; but when he grew up, he realized that perfection does not exist at all, and the more perfect it is, the more perfect it is. It means everything is an illusion.

Many years ago, my father could no longer maintain such a perfect, perfect life, perfect image, and perfect marriage. So in his senior year of high school, his father and mother divorced, and they fled away from his life like a gecko with its tail cut off. , leaving a perfect side and back view.

It's a pity that at that time, he was too young, still a child, immersed in the wantonness and publicity of youth, and could embrace the world as long as he opened his arms, so he didn't notice those strange things, and he didn't have time to take care of life outside himself. The world just revolved around him. Turning alone——

Until the moment of falling apart comes.

Therefore, when his father's victims came to the door, he could not refute or resist, he could only bear it silently. He could not even turn his back to them, lower his head, tie his hands, face the abuses, curses and attacks head-on, and put away all the bitterness and Bloody swallowed it all alone. At this time, Anson saw himself in Frank Abagnale Jr.

He once thought that those memories were too far away, and those wounds had already healed and scabbed. Not only was it a lifetime apart, but even in the previous life, it was more than ten years ago. He had no time to immerse himself in the pain and remembrance. We must work, we must move forward, we must keep fighting.

Even just pausing for a moment to catch your breath is a luxury.

However, I never expected that those memories would be so vivid and real, that they would catch my heart again across time and space, and feel the endless pain again.

At least one thing is that little Frank is luckier than Anson. He can still see his father. He can still see his father in the chaos of the world falling apart; but Anson does not. He never sees his father again, so that his father is in his mind. The image evolved into a vague label.

Only silhouettes, no faces.

Anson can't tell what kind of emotion he feels towards his father, hatred? Complain? disgust? Miss you? worship?

Even the charm of his father when he once directed the country with high spirits has become blurred.

Involuntarily, Anson was stunned.

The memories of the past life were tied to the ankles and slowly sinking in the endless ocean, and the surging but indistinguishable emotions filled the entire brain.

Looking up, he saw a vast ocean surrounding him boundlessly. He was just floating on the calm sea, left and right, but had no direction.

hum.

There was a slight vibration above the eardrum, like the sound of wind, but it grabbed Anson's attention in the darkness and dragged him into reality.

He fumbled for his phone in a daze and put it to his ear, "Hello?"

"Anson?"

"Ok?"

"Anson? Are you okay?"

From far to near, the voice dispelled the darkness, and the golden sunshine of Los Angeles shone warmly on the surface of Anson's skin. The temperature slowly returned to his blood vessels, and his eyes became clear again. Although his brain was still buzzing, his body It seems like I can feel the weight of gravity again.

Gudu, swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Anson realized that his throat was extremely dry.

However, there was no response on the other end of the phone, and he couldn't help but become anxious.

"Jesus Christ, Anson, are you okay? Hey, Anson Wood, answer me."

The deep voice became uncontrollably irritable and anxious, causing the calm ocean to ripple again. A smile slowly crept up the corner of Anson's mouth, finally finding his own voice.

"Luka, I'm fine."

(End of this chapter)