The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 925 Fans Gathering
His gaze fell on Anson's shoulder with a burning and turbulent intensity, and the air froze instantly.

"I do not like."

Anson spoke his mind straightforwardly and magnanimously.

"First of all, I don't like this kind of stage play-like performance."

"Of course, I understand that Lars von Trier is not really filming a stage play. The composition and scheduling of the film completely break the limitations of the stage space. This is a movie; but Lars von Trier still chose this stage form to present it, which also shows the director's intention."

"A testing ground."

"He presents such an absurd, cruel, yet realistic story in a small village. Is he guiding mankind to evil? Is he exploring the evil nature of human nature? Is he presenting a pure evil?"

"No, none of them."

"With this kind of presentation, he is playing the role of God. He thinks that human beings are insignificant, he thinks that the essence of human nature is like this, he thinks that good and evil are one and the same. He is provoking the audience's sensitive nerves, he is smugly watching the audience's anger and pain, he is condescendingly putting such a work in front of the audience, and then saying-"

"Look, this is what you look like."

"The movie talks about hubris."

"I can't remember the exact lines, but the general idea is, 'I forgive others, so I am arrogant?' 'When people make mistakes, you must punish and blame them. If you don't punish them, you don't give them a chance to learn their mistakes. You forgive them because you think your morality is higher than theirs, and that is arrogance.'"

"Does that make sense?"

"Of course. Not only in movies, but also in many situations in real life."

"But Lars von Trier used this kind of testing ground to set up an extreme scene and present it on the big screen, with a provocative meaning, forcibly exporting his own views, not only overwhelmingly invading the audience, but also preaching and completely immersed in his own views."

"Everything is like a oracle from God, which is also a kind of arrogance in itself."

“But, you know what?”

"The most interesting thing is that the film's text has a thesis-like structure, starting with questions, arguments, evidence, conclusions, etc. It can be seen that Lars von Trier must have spent a lot of time thinking about the script."

"However, the film camera does not have such calmness and patience. It is always shaking. It is not the scheduling and composition, but the shaking during the movement. It seems that one can feel the uncertainty of the creator."

“Perhaps, deep down in his soul, Lars von Trier has not been able to convince himself 100%, or perhaps, he does not have the confidence to convince the audience.”

“This is also the essential difference between the director’s arrogance and God’s oracle.”

He spoke eloquently and incessantly.

Calm and confident, seemingly gentle but actually firm, his edge is revealed silently in his unhurried words, and one can clearly feel the power of brainstorming.

Scarlett couldn't help but look at Anson for a second longer, but unexpectedly found that she couldn't look away, so she just stared at that face quietly -

She was different from others. She always knew that Anson was a smart man. If she judged Anson by his appearance, she would often run into trouble.

Last time in Vancouver, Anson left a deep impression on her and became an important nourishment for her on the road to becoming an actress.

However, I was surprised again today.

Just now, she was still worried that if others knew that she dozed off while watching a movie, she might be looked down upon and her lack of artistic background would be exposed. But before her eyes, Anson showed a different artistic personality, sharing his opinions generously and showing his broad mind.

This is the real foundation.

Scarlett has not seen "Dogville" yet. The movie was just released today and the premiere was so popular that it was impossible to squeeze in without some connections.

But Anson's words aroused her curiosity. Scarlett thought that maybe she should go into the movie to watch the film and verify her thoughts, even though Anson frankly admitted that he didn't like it; who knows, maybe she would like it, or maybe she wouldn't like it either, she would know only after watching it.

The thought briefly lingered in my mind for a moment—"No, I don't agree."

A voice came from the crowd, interrupting Scarlett's thoughts and dragging them into the argument.

"Of course, this is an interesting point of view, but my point of view is slightly different. I think this is a formalist adventure. Even Lars von Trier himself cannot control what effect the things presented in the film will have. It is an offense and an attempt. This is the essence of experimentation."

“Therefore, the uncertainty revealed in Lars von Trier’s lens is not his uncertainty about his own views and ideas, but the uncertainty about human nature itself.”

"Here, we can present it with a calm and restrained lens like Haneke, or we can expose ourselves like von Trier and involve ourselves and the audience in the experience."

“I always believe that a true masterpiece can transform a topic with uncomfortable values ​​into an artistic violation without being afraid to cause controversy and discussion.”

“This is the model.”

"Like you just said, you don't like it, but it makes you think, right? It also makes you realize that movies are not just movies, but also exist in reality."

A voice, slightly younger, seemingly under thirty years old, speaking English with a slight accent, most likely of the Germanic language family.

She also looked at Anson with ease and expressed her views without giving in.

Then--

Fryer.

One after another, they expressed their views. On the one hand, they tried to wait patiently for the other party to fully express their views, but on the other hand, they could not contain their excitement and could not wait to join the discussion. A balance had to be struck between the coming and going, but no one wanted to be excluded.

The atmosphere was boiling and hot.

This was the scene that Karl Rivette saw when he passed by the Riviera Palace after a long day's work. He was a little confused.

To be honest, Carl was tired.

His only thought now was to return to the hotel, lie on the sofa and clear his mind, thinking of nothing and doing nothing. Not to mention the manuscript, he didn't even have the energy to think about dinner. He just wanted to lie there quietly.

The film festival is really tiring. It feels like my soul has been drained out.

Passing by the Riviera Palace, he caught a glimpse of the surging crowd there from the corner of his eye, but Carl didn't want to stop or go forward to investigate. He just wanted to leave.

After all, this is Cannes, and the scenes of movie fans gathering in groups of three or four to engage in heated discussions are happening in every corner all the time and cannot be stopped.

There is no need to make a fuss.

In the first three days, when Carl saw such a scene, he would go forward to join in the fun, listen to the opinions of his peers, and observe the popular topics in Cannes. The news circulating on the streets spread by word of mouth.

But now, I really don’t have the energy.

However, at this moment, Karl noticed the slender figure.

Stand out from the crowd.

Even though Carl was exhausted and his brain had completely stopped functioning, the figure still easily entered his field of vision and grabbed his attention.

Anson?

Wait, is that Anson?

Watch "Dogville" in the morning and watch...

Carl looked up at the Riviera Palace, "Father and Son" in the main competition unit?
(End of this chapter)