The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 539 A small transformation
"Card."

Shooting, over.

But there was still no movement at the scene. The seal was not released as usual. There was no sound or movement. Time seemed to still stay in the light and shadow.

Alicia stood in the corridor and saw Gus coming away from the monitor at a glance. She had no idea in her mind and subconsciously nodded politely.

In a trance, the boundaries on the set were broken, and fiction invaded reality——

Anson is still Anson, and Gus is like the teacher. Alicia just left, and now the teacher appears. The scene in the movie is still not over. Anyway, there is no script and no plot. Everything happens naturally and reasonably.

His gaze was still firmly fixed on Ansen amid the roar of noisy thoughts.

Gus also noticed this, but he didn't point it out because this was the effect he was pursuing. Now it seems that the entire crew has entered the state.

The footsteps finally stopped beside Anson.

Gus raised his head and glanced at Harris:
Poor Harris, who has a body like a hippopotamus, has to stand on tiptoes like a red-crowned crane.

This brought a smile to Gus's lips, and he nodded slightly to Harris, signaling with his eyes that the filming was over.

Harris let out a long breath, leaned his back against the wall, slid down all the way, and finally fell to the ground, closed his knees, put the camera on the ground, finally began to breathe heavily, took out the handkerchief in his pocket and wiped his forehead. Sweat.

Gus looked at Anson and could see the calmness in Anson's eyes.

In the shot just now, Anson never looked directly at the camera lens, either turning his face or chin, so that the camera did not capture the thrilling blue of Anson's eyes.

But now, Gus finally saw clearly. The depth beneath the calmness was just like in his imagination. The complicated and delicate thoughts were carefully hidden and cleverly covered up with a smile.

"Everything is fine."

Gus spoke.

In fact, far beyond imaginable perfection.

Gus had no way of knowing what happened during the short break when Anson left the set. However, the lonely soul sitting on the swing that he met for the first time reappeared in front of the camera. Everything was perfect, and even imagined in Gus' mind. The picture is taken to a whole new level.

Anson nodded slightly, but did not respond.

Gus was a little worried, "Is everything okay?"

The two sentences are obviously similar, but they have completely different effects. The first sentence is in the movie, and the latter sentence is in reality.

Anson noticed it, slightly twitching the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.

Last time in the "Cat and Mouse Game", after getting too involved in the drama, I felt tired, deep tired, and the mental consumption and overdraft were really hard to describe.

But today, not really.

There was a moment of calmness, a moment of calmness, no catharsis or wanton release, everything was soothing and natural, like a gurgling stream.

He was learning, he thought.

Learn to act, learn to express, learn to accept your past and scars calmly, learn to vent your emotions through performance and art, learn to integrate your own reality into the character, learn to look back on yourself from the character and find reconciliation.

Embracing the character also embraces oneself, and at the same time slowly begins to embrace reality.

Art is originally a means of expression. Painting, music, sculpture, writing, etc. are all like this. You can mix your own experiences and emotions to express them, and finally it becomes a way to look back on yourself, complete reconciliation, and move on.

The method/experiential style of performance often means losing control in the end, making it impossible to live without going crazy, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion, and finally slipping into madness. Anson is unable to determine where he will go in the future, whether he can reach such a state, and Will you ever go through such a process——

But at least, for now, everything is wonderful.

Anson needed this reconciliation. Now, he finally officially stepped into the door of the performance world, using his true self as the key, taking a small step forward, but he ushered in his first important breakthrough.

The boundary between reality and illusion is broken, and when you are immersed in it, you don’t feel the pain or struggle. What you feel more is a kind of relief and relaxation.

It seemed like he was starting to fall in love with acting.

Anson couldn't help but recall the starting point of this new life. Perhaps from the beginning, the God of Destiny had given a hint that this was the path that belonged to him.

Gus's question made Anson raise his head, with a faint twinkle in his eyes. He tried to raise the corners of his mouth to show a smile, but failed with great regret.

"It just takes some time," Anson said.

Slightly fragile.

Gus nodded gently, trying to comfort Anson, but he couldn't kiss Anson's cheek like Alicia did, and he looked a little at a loss.

He raised his right hand and tried to pat Anson's shoulder. Then he thought that such an action seemed inappropriate, so he put it down again. He raised his hands slightly again, hesitating whether to give Anson a hug, but in the end he just said Anson showed a smile and expressed his affirmation with his eyes.

Such an action brought a smile to Anson's eyes, and his dull and lost mood slightly cleared away the clouds, revealing a ray of golden sunshine.

"Director, are you sure everything is fine?" Anson asked.

Gus was confused, "Okay. Of course. Everything is fine. Perfect. What's wrong?"

The words are incoherent, jumping out one after another, like a toy spitting out gold coins, which really makes people laugh.

Anson's state once again moved slightly towards reality, "No, I just feel that this scene is incomplete."

Gus, "Want to hear the details."

Anson, "The emotional context is incomplete."

"I think that after Alicia's kiss, the inner depression and confusion temporarily came to an end, and finally forced myself to cheer up again. Maybe I should show a smile to cheer myself up and bring an end to the entire emotional arc."

To put it simply, it has a beginning and an end. Only in this way can the emotion of this scene be complete, and its function in the entire movie can be highlighted.

Almost all movies are like this. A plot, a performance, and an emotion are arced throughout and finally complete a closed loop.

Gus raised his chin slightly, "But why didn't you do this?"

Anson shrugged, "I don't know, a gut feeling."

Pause.

"I just thought maybe there's just a need for emotional incompleteness here."

This is indeed the case for general movies, plots and performances. They need a closed loop, just like Lego blocks, parts fit together to form a whole.

Therefore, when the audience watches the movie, even though they don’t know what is happening or what is going on, they vaguely feel that they cannot be convinced, or that the sense of immersion is not enough, and the incomplete plot or performance is a high probability event——

Directors and screenwriters may both need to be responsible; similarly, actors are no exception.

But what about the "elephant"?

Faintly, Anson believes that this movie is different. It is also the experience and lessons brought after fourteen times of NG, an intuition that sounds the alarm.

Therefore, this time, Anson did not continue to perform according to his familiar inertia.

(End of this chapter)