Hollywood legendary director

Los Angeles in February is still a bit chilly.

7:30 in the evening.

The investigating company personnel commissioned by Universal came to a theater.

Pedestrians on the roadside come and go, discussing which movie to watch from time to time.

And in the bulletin board in the theater lobby, the one that occupies the most space and is the largest is the new work "The Mist" by Lehmann.

The film premiered today, and the rate of filming and support was significantly higher than other works of the same period. In Hollywood, the director is absolutely above the actors in the eyes of the theater, and it is also an absolute indicator of resource tilt.

For example, a certain line of superstars participates in the work of a new director, and competes with the work of a first-line director pulling the new actor at the same time. Before the performance data is available, no matter how it compares, the theater will be more optimistic about the director.

This is the chain of contempt in the industry, and insiders will not believe that someone can't act without a certain work.

After all, it is the duty of the actor to perform well, and the responsibility to perform poorly.

In other words, the director takes the box office and the actors are just icing on the cake.

At the level of Lehman, the local box office cost recovery is a guaranteed result, and the return of the overseas capital is slightly failed.

This is the status and trust of his work, and his reputation is enough to attract audiences into the theater, no matter what type.

"Give me a movie ticket for "The Mist" at 8 o'clock."

After paying and taking the ticket, Bella looked in the direction and walked into the second cinema.

As a film critic, she always wants to see Lehman's works whether it is for professional needs or her own needs.

I found my seat, and people around came in.

Before the screening, I looked around and found that the attendance rate was pretty good-there were about 1,500 seats in the cinema. At first glance, it seemed that there were people in the seats.

"It's really lively," Bella thought.

In the expectation of the audience, the lights in the auditorium slowly went out...

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Blue butterflies are flying, and the lens pouring down like a cold moonlight.

On the big screen, the sound of footsteps first entered the ears, followed by the noise of turning drawers and moving things.

Finally, the camera moves slowly from bottom to top, just like a person holding a camera peeping at the same angle of view, facing the room where the light is not bright, from left to right, with the soothing background music, sweeping across the scene. The oil painting in the corner...

Just like a pair of faithful eyes, recording everything it can see...

This section is the beginning of Lehman's special order for Thomas to make up the shoot. Coupled with his gradually mature and self-contained light and shadow coordination, the visual experience of peace with a little weird and decadent with a little glamorous is fully revealed.

It can be said that it is very hanging.It was also Lyman who wanted to shock the audience from the beginning and pull into the slightly cruel and savage dark jungle of "The Mist."

A good movie needs a sense of substitution, and there is no doubt that Lehman did it.

If you look out from the direction of the screen, everyone's eyes are firmly fixed here in the cinema...

Inside the house, the man is drawing and it is almost finished.

In the painting, there is a tough cowboy with a revolver in his hand. His eyes are very firm, as if he would not give in to any difficulties.

The painting was finished, and the man turned off the lights to rest.

In the darkness, there was a sudden gust of wind, and the sound of the house being destroyed was faintly heard.

Sure enough, the next day, the painting man, David, was cleaning his courtyard with a sad look.

Last night, there was another strong wind and another heavy rain.

After the wind and rain, there was always a mess, and even the big tree outside the house was blown down.

The camera began to shake outwards, advancing the plot with a third-person main perspective, and a thick white mist slowly drifted into the depths of the river not far away.

David saw it too, but he ignored it. It was normal for the morning to fog after the rain, but the fog was a little bigger.

After the wife came out of the house, she told David to go to the supermarket to buy some necessities to store, so as not to be affected by the storm.

The son heard it on the side and wanted to go to the supermarket. He was only 6 years old, and it was when he loved to play and lively.

Just about to start, the neighbor's black lawyer Brent also went to the supermarket to purchase supplies.

Moreover, his car broke down and the three of them had to travel together.

When we arrived at the supermarket, all the nearby residents came.

The supermarket is very lively, with mutual greetings, gossip, and jokes.

Most of the people knew each other, and in the joy, when Miss Camodi from the town appeared, she was a little cold.

Camodi is very beautiful. It stands to reason that he should be welcomed by men, but the clerk mumbled that lunatics are coming, nasty ghosts and other disgusting words.

She wanders around in this small town, and all she can taste is confusion and indifference. After all, no one likes a woman who has been obsessed with reading the Bible. Even if she is beautiful, she can't stand the kind of fanatical preaching.

The soothing tune sounded again, wrapped in bright sunlight, Camodi is like a panicked little beast, avoiding the crowd while shopping for daily necessities.

The camera followed her all the way, taking pictures of her profile without any scruples, making her beautiful pictures very beautiful, even dazzling.

She would pray next to the shelf, pray to God, and then secretly look at the nearby residents. When she was not found, she would overflow with a shallow smile.

The camera suddenly zoomed out, expanding her whole body, lavender dress and flat boots, blooming like a fairy in the noisy supermarket corner.

Under Lehman's eccentricity, but also for the reversal of the subsequent plot and the first rise and then the fall, Eva's role fell in the hearts of the audience, with a mysterious and strange temperament.

The people in the small town hated her, but to the audience, it was inexplicable.

She is so beautiful, why is she disgusted?

David also noticed Miss Camoudi, but he ignored her, holding his son and taking him to buy toys.

He is a man who is immersed in his own life with a sense of freedom and ease.

He didn't care about the opinions of the people around him. When he met Camodi, he asked his son to greet her and chat with her.

But his freedom and ease did not bring him enough luck.

When David was about to leave, an old man in a panic and with some blood on his body ran into the supermarket.

He yelled that there was a monster in the fog, and his companion was eaten by the thick fog, very scared.

Afterwards, the thick white mist surrounded him for some reason.

This strange scene made everyone a little scared and disturbed, but the black lawyer Brent comforted everyone and warned the old man not to spread rumors.

The fog is very large, obscuring the line of sight, but there must be no monsters.

There are many people who agree with this view. What the old man said, everyone is just a little uneasy, and they didn't take the thick fog to heart, thinking, waiting for the fog to clear and leave.