The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 536 Lifting a weight is easy
Harris is retreating——

The camera has a panoramic view of the entire corridor, and the entire space appears long and empty. The light from the entrance door of the teaching building ensures that the corridor will not be dark, but there are no windows on both sides of the corridor, and the light on the vertical lines makes the straight corridor look like Tunnels generally extend indefinitely along the end.

Then, a figure walked out of the office, breaking the calm of the tunnel.

It's Anson.

Leaving his car keys at the front desk of the classroom office, Anson turned around and left, dragging his schoolbag and jacket along the school corridor.

Quietly, without speaking or expressing.

He straightened his waist slightly, tried to straighten his back, and then took two steps out. Unable to hold back, he opened his shoulders and straightened his waist again, cheering up a little, but his schoolbag and coat were still hanging down weakly.

A small movement could tell that he was upset.

Although I have been trying to cheer up, the boredom is always accumulated in my chest like wool, lingering; I try to vent it out, but it hangs down feebly.

The cleaner was cleaning the corridor nearby, and there were students wandering behind him. However, he never looked away, immersed in his own thoughts and seemed to be in a trance.

But it only took a short moment for his eyes to focus quickly again.

Walking, just walking slowly, as if walking in a tunnel with no exit, walking aimlessly, but not knowing whether I am moving forward or backward, and I have forgotten my position in a trance, walking all the way to To the end, until exhaustion.

Harris stood on tiptoes, stepped lightly, and retreated all the way. With the help of others, he turned a corner and entered the empty room on the right side of the corridor. He continued to retreat, taking a position against the wall of the room one step ahead, and blocking the angle first. Hold your breath and be patient.

Waiting, still waiting.

However, Anson never showed up.

Anson was still in the corridor.

Even without the cameras, Anson is still strolling.

To immerse, to feel, to experience is not a performance, but a state.

When filming "Cat and Mouse Game", Anson had experienced the state of human and drama becoming one. His experience evolved into an emotional impact, and the release of those emotions ignited the energy of the performance in front of the camera.

That was Anson’s first experience with an experiential/method performance.

But in front of me, it was different.

Not a performance, but an immersion.

At this moment, he is no one else, he is Anson, Anson in his previous life.

Back to his seventeen/twenty-five years old again.

Walking aimlessly, there seemed to be countless thoughts and worries in my mind, but I was unable to start any thinking. I felt irritated, confused, confused and lost. I was lost in this corridor in a daze.

This is ridiculous, isn't it?
It's just a straight corridor, but it's like a dense and dark forest. You'll lose your way while walking.

There is no noise in the whole world, only Anson's youth is flowing, sometimes quiet and sometimes noisy, sometimes turbulent and sometimes gentle.

Alex stared at Anson intently——

It’s hard to imagine that such a peaceful scene could have such appeal.

If he hadn't experienced it himself and someone told him that he could feel the power of images by watching a person walking quietly, he might have laughed very loudly; but now, he was indeed feeling the power coming towards him.

Like a whirlpool, all thoughts are drawn into it.

but.

Does it really matter that this scene was not recorded by the camera?

There was only one camera in the entire crew, and it was in Harris' hands. This was the first time Alex was confused. Why didn't the movie use more cameras? Viewers really shouldn't miss this scene.

Subconsciously, Alex glanced at Gus - Gus had a calm face, his eyes fell on the monitor, which was Harris's lens, and he was quietly waiting for Anson to appear in the empty mirror.

then.

Anson realized that he should stop, that he needed to be quiet.

He randomly rolled his coat into a ball and stuffed it into his school bag. He looked around, but did not go to the classroom. Instead, he turned into the student extracurricular activity room.

The probe took a look, but there was no one inside.

HARRIS: Coming.

Harris completely held his breath, pressed against the wall, and tried his best to hide himself. Even though he knew that his heavy body could not be hidden at all, he still diligently sucked in his stomach to eliminate his sense of existence.

The camera was aimed at Anson motionlessly.

In front of Anson, everything was as usual. There seemed to be nothing special on the surface. There was no surge of emotions or explosive acting. The loneliness and struggle of continuing to move forward after the long shot in the corridor were not shown. The scene that Alex was worried about still happened:

Anson's performance did not enter the camera.

Just when Alex was feeling regretful, Gus and Harris were not anxious at all and were watching the picture with all their concentration, their minds and the camera perfectly integrated.

But see.

Anson threw his schoolbag at the door, went straight in, and walked straight towards the camera lens, seeming to be strolling and running away.

Then, Anson raised his head, raised his chin slightly, and glanced aimlessly with his eyes, trying to find the focus, but he seemed a little panicked. The side face in the camera could not see the blue eyes head-on, but he could capture them. His eyes were swaying in confusion, and his mind was in turmoil.

Find a target casually, freeze it, and refocus.

But instead of breathing a sigh of relief, he remained frozen there.

That is, this brief moment——

The dazedness and confusion of those strolling in front, the silent noise and turbulence, are fleetingly frozen in the camera. It is obviously just a moment of contact, but it seems that the power of time can be seen.

Even if the camera is not focused, even if it is completely out of the audience's sight, Dogma 95's shooting method does not use editing to complete the connection, but patiently waits for the passage of time to gather strength bit by bit.

In the end, you will not be let down.

Moreover, it became more concentrated and turbulent, like a straight punch coming towards the face.

It turns out that movies can still be shot this way.

It turns out that there is still such a way to present performances.

In front of the camera.

Anson raised his chin. He originally just needed an excuse to divert his attention and tried to quiet the voice in his head, but he stopped when he saw the photography on the hanging wall:
A vast ocean.

In fact, the photographic work was not outstanding, and like the photo of Hawaii in the teacher's office, it was more like a mass-printed inferior work; but at this time, his eyes could not help but explore the depth behind the vast ocean.

blue. vast. open.

The whole world seemed extraordinarily quiet. It seemed like you could hear the sound of dust slowly settling and falling. It seemed like you could hear the sound of the sea breeze blowing gently by. The sound of thoughts in my mind suddenly became clear and evolved into the sound above my eardrums. A roar.

Without warning, his eyes became warm.

Oh God.

He quickly raised his hands to cover his eyes, covered his eyes with the warmth of his fingers, closed his eyes tightly, and intercepted the moisture before it surged out, and then——

Take a deep breath.

(End of this chapter)