The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 945 Heartbeat Explosion
"… Palme d'Or, 'Elephant'."

Patrice Chareau's voice, transmitted through the microphone to every corner of the Lumiere Hall and the press conference room, revealed the ultimate suspense.

Clap, clap, clap.

Applause broke out and all eyes were focused on Bertrand Brillet. No matter what they were thinking, they still had to congratulate him at this moment. At least basic etiquette should not be lost.

however.

Bertrand stood up slowly with a calm expression on his face, smiled in another direction, and applauded.

Gus Van Sant.

Wait, who?

My brain froze and I couldn't turn around for a while.

What…what’s going on? Who did Patrice just announce as the winner?

One by one, they looked at each other.

Nicholas was stunned, his brain was sluggish and stopped working briefly, but his hands were still busy on the keyboard, recording all the remaining thoughts. His fingers did not stop until his brain finished outputting.

For a moment, Nicholas vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Carl's voice came from the side, "I just... seemed to hear Patrice Chéreau say 'elephant'... It shouldn't be... Could it be... I heard it wrong..."

Nicholas shuddered.

"elephant".

Yes, it’s “elephant”, you heard it right.

The winner of the Palme d’Or at the 2003 Cannes Film Festival was not “The Cortrights” but “The Elephant”!
history!

They are truly witnessing history!

The jury led by Patrice Chéreau demonstrated its artistic persistence with an unwavering attitude, preferring to have nothing rather than something mediocre, and refusing to fill in the numbers with mediocre works.

It has nothing to do with the official program brochure and fully reflects the jury's own artistic views. If they don't like it, they don't like it, and they won't allow an extra seat.

In such a controversial film festival where the average quality of the works was far below expectations and was disappointing, the jury selected only four works from the 20 works in the main competition unit to award.

Four films are enough to share seven awards.

Stubborn, willful, and barbaric.

But at the same time, firm, rational and sharp.

In awe!

Patrice Chéreau uses this method and attitude to make his voice heard and express his artistic insights.

Moreover, the last and most important step is that the Palme d’Or is awarded to “Elephant”, which ends the event with a perfect gesture and becomes the best footnote of this artistic declaration.

Art originates from reality and transcends reality.

"Elephant" is a seemingly simple pseudo-documentary filming technique, but it is cleverly presented, using an ordinary day on campus as a slice to show social issues. The entire film does not really discuss elephants, but it allows every audience member to truly feel the presence of elephants, and no one can continue to pretend not to see them.

Rough and minimalist, it reduces complexity to simplicity, truly achieving the effect of "hearing thunder in silence".

When the audience thinks that Gus is dispensable as a director, it proves the success of his work. Like Abbas-Kiarostami, he blurs the line between reality and image, switches freely between drama and reality, and demonstrates the power of film.

This is even more important and moving than the film's own theme of school violence.

In the years since Good Will Hunting, Gus has been immersed in the field of art films, and his personal style has been further improved and more harmonious and comfortable.

No wonder Thierry Frémaux personally approached Gus and HBO to bring "Elephant" to Cannes.

Of course, the shock and impact of the film's theme are even more unforgettable. Compared with other controversies in Cannes this year, this is what really makes people think.

Boom, boom, boom—

Did you hear that?

It was a silent thunder, and also the declaration of the 56th Cannes Film Festival.

Wow. My heart is pounding and my blood is boiling.

Nicholas was stunned for a moment, and his brain finally realized what had happened. He stared at Carl blankly, roaring and even rushing out of his body before him.

Ahhh.

The next second, Nicholas heard his own shouting hit his eardrums hard, pulling his body to the ground, and the surge of gravity awakened him to reality.

"'Elephant', the Golden Palm! Aaaaaah, Aaaaah!"

Nicholas went completely crazy.

The entire press conference room was no exception, it was completely crazy——

Compared with the "Cortlett Family" taking the Palme d'Or as an example, now that "Elephant" has won the Palme d'Or, it is simply great news, and it is like going from hell to heaven in a second.

Ahhhh, ahhhh.

The rolling heat waves rushed out of the cinema palace with bared fangs and claws, venting down in a mighty manner.

The reporters who had just left the press conference room stopped and immediately noticed the shaking coming from the building behind them. The whole world was shaking.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Wait, what's going on? If the Cortletts won the Palme d'Or, there would be absolutely no way that they would react in this way. Is there something fishy going on?

The heart suddenly contracted.

Could it be that... the "Cortwright Family" is a smokescreen?
In previous years, there were cases where the crew was recalled but nothing was gained and they had to accompany the entire production, although these were not common, they did exist.

If the jury led by Patrice Chéreau really only recalled four crews, Gilles Jacob and Thierry Frémaux would be in a difficult position; French director Bertrand Brillet happened to stay in Cannes and would not mind helping out a little. After all, the old man had seen ups and downs and didn't care about those false reputations. It would be no problem for him to sit there and act as bait all night.

Just in time to see how panicked the media is.

In this way, everything is explained.

So, if it’s not the “Kottlett Family”, then who is it?

The footsteps paused, and the bustling news was flying all over the sky in the rolling heat wave.

"Elephant", Palme d'Or!
Suddenly, Emmanuel turned his head to look at the Lumiere Hall behind him. Even through the wall, he could clearly feel the madness inside.

Cheers. Applause. Screams. Whistles.

It filled the entire venue with a mighty force, shaking the entire building.

A sea of ​​heat waves.

Gus Van Sant was confused and had no idea what was going on. Didn't "Elephant" win the award for Best Director? That was enough. He hadn't had time to digest the joy and shock of the trophy, so what was going on with this scene?

"Anson?"

Gus turned his head to look at Anson, and saw a brilliant smile blooming unreservedly on that handsome face, shouting with all his strength.

"Palme d'Or, director, Palme d'Or!"

Gus nodded confusedly, "Oh, oh, so?"

Anson pushed Gus, repeatedly indicating the direction of the stage, then stood behind, applauded Gus, and encouraged him with his eyes to go on stage to receive the award.

Gus took two steps forward in a daze, and when he saw the stage right in front of him, he stopped, walked back, and turned around and walked back.

Anson:? ? ?
Subconsciously, Anson noticed the Best Director trophy in Gus' hand, and he quickly reached out to take it, helping Gus clear the obstruction in his hand so that Gus could accept the larger Palme d'Or trophy.

Unexpectedly, Gus asked Anson to go on stage together. When he turned around, he saw Alex and Eric, who also had question marks on their faces and had no idea what was going on.

Both of them were terrified.

Because all the guests in the audience stood up and crowded around. Even though there was no spotlight, those excited and excited gazes were even brighter and hotter than the spotlights and flash lights. They swallowed them up in an instant, and before they could react, their muscles became stiff like wooden stakes.

What's going on?

(End of this chapter)