A soft kiss on the cheek, gently soothing the wound.
Anson turned his head to look at Alicia, his eyes widened, and his eyes met. After a brief surprise, the smile on the corner of his mouth rose slightly. Those confusion and confusion, those loneliness and loss found the same frequency in the exchange of eyes, and they fit together faintly.
Can't help but understand.
The corner of the smiling mouth is dyed with a thin layer of brilliance in the eyes, which is the resonance of like-minded people, only they can receive it, and only they can understand it.
Gentle. Bright.
The haze and loss in the air cleared slightly.
Not love, but better than love.
Alicia-Miles blushed a little.
She couldn't believe that she appeared in a movie, let alone that she was acting opposite Anson, but the most incredible thing was the moment in front of her.
She is kissing Anson.
Even if it was just the cheek, her heart lost its rhythm and beat wildly, as if it was burning.
Her eyes dodged slightly, but when she saw Anson's blue eyes, she couldn't help but stop.
Clear, bright, you can see the bottom at a glance.
Before Alicia realized it, those nervousness and shyness had quietly settled down, and then she saw the projection in the blue, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile, she looked back generously, but did not continue to stay.
Somewhat shy, also somewhat flustered.
After all, it is still young.
"See you later. I, uh, I have to go to a Straight Alliance meeting."
As he spoke, he backed away.
Anson nodded slightly, "Okay."
Alicia, "You'll be fine, right?"
Anson chuckled, "Yeah."
Alicia knew she needed to turn and leave, but her eyes never left Anson.
She thought, she needed to double check.
So, she did just that, naturally, an instinctive reaction.
Alicia raised her chin slightly, put her hands behind her back, and stepped back step by step, her eyes always on Anson, carefully looking up and down.
This look is clearly to further confirm Anson's condition, as if to say: Be good, okay?
This made Anson grin, revealing a shy smile.
The smile in Alicia's eyes bloomed along with it, this time she didn't stay any longer, turned and walked away, leaving Anson alone in the empty room.
Gus:!
Gus wanted to applaud, but he couldn't.
Gus wanted to cheer, but he couldn't either.
This is why Gus likes to make movies, and this is why Gus likes to capture the state of actors——
There is no script, no lines, no framework, but the role is handed over to the actors, and the role grows freely and recklessly with the actor's soul as the soil.
At the beginning, when filming "My Own Private Idaho", the most famous and wonderful campfire dialogue in the whole movie was created by River Phoenix himself. It was a dialogue between him and the character, and it was also a dialogue between him and the character. The soul he endowed the character with, thus truly giving the character vitality.
The same is true in front of us.
Anson and Alicia, Alicia and Anson, two ordinary middle school students, a light kiss of comfort and resonance, let two fragile souls warm each other briefly, not love or even friendship, but leave嫋嫋 aftertaste.
Even Alicia's performance became lively and vivid.
At this moment, the lens has persuasive power, unprecedentedly real, even Gus himself can hardly tell whether this is a movie or reality.
Gus was very happy and excited, but he needed to restrain himself, so he clenched his fists and curled his knees, curled up in front of the monitor like a silkworm chrysalis, staring at the small screen alone with shining eyes, letting his mind The excitement and enthusiasm in it bloomed, and waited quietly.
Anson stood where he was, paused slightly, his eyes fixed on Alicia all the way away, he lowered his head, rubbed his cheeks vigorously with both hands, when he turned around again, he opened his shoulders and straightened his waist, from the chaos And get rid of the messy thoughts.
Then.
Looking up at the photographic work again, standing quietly on the spot.
Just a second later, I couldn't help being fascinated again.
He thought he had cheered up, he thought he had got rid of it, he thought he was sober, but the disturbing thoughts invaded again.
The blue water slowly disintegrated in the calm, and the thoughts seemed to fall again, falling from a high altitude, falling into the deep sea, sinking endlessly.
He quickly raised his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously, drying his eyes before tears welled up, his eyes brightened.
Inhale, exhale long.
Inhale again, exhale long again.
Tears did not reappear after all, but the confusion and confusion in those eyes quietly diffused, like a lost Bambi.
Those thin shoulders bear too much weight that does not belong to this age.
Staring blankly, for a long time, at the vast ocean, the turbulent emotions slowly settled down and disappeared into nothingness.
Time flows again; only he is still walking in place.
Then--
"cut."
Gus said.
Actually, Gus didn't want to stop filming.
Just now in the corridor, there was obviously no camera shooting, Anson was still walking straight ahead, his whole state and aura were completely eye-catching; the same is true now, the filming of the scene has ended, Anson still Keep the state, an extension, a continuity, even more charming.
If possible, Gus would like to watch it all the time. Watching Anson's performance is really a kind of enjoyment. He perfectly presents the state and emotions conceived in his mind. The rich layers, delicate emotions, and real state, little by little, will The audience's thoughts were drawn into the tide.
walk. stand. breathe.
The simplest, most common and most normal movements, but in a few strokes, the life of a seventeen-year-old is vividly depicted, so gorgeous and so real, every pore is telling a story, firmly controlling the lens, the power of light and shadow Slowly depict every wound on the soul.
The power of time and the weight of life have never been clearer.
Gus can sit behind the monitor and watch Anson like this until the end of time.
Unbelievable, this is Anson who NGd fourteen times in a row before.
But, he can't.
After all, movies are not reality, he needs to finish filming, otherwise, he may not be able to keep up with the progress.
Despite helplessness, despite reluctance--
"cut."
Gus didn't yell loudly, and he didn't realize that he controlled the volume, as if he was afraid of disturbing Anson.
Therefore, this time there was no magic cancellation effect, and the entire crew was still immersed in that state, as if they could hear the sound of emotions flowing in the air, and everyone was immersed in their own world, letting their thoughts and emotions spread. extend.
Obviously the filming of the movie has ended, and thoughts should return to reality; however, the soul still stays in the space constructed by light and shadow, separated from the body.
This is a wonderful experience.
call.
Gus couldn't help but let out a long breath, just like Anson, the small movements of inhaling and exhaling could clearly feel the weight of emotions.
Then, Gus stood up, still not breaking the tranquility of the set, and walked straight towards Anson.
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