Legendary Hollywood Director

The main venue of the Movie Palace is located in the south of Lido Island, with a very good location and convenient transportation.

Early in the morning, Lyman, Ryan, Thomas, the three went to the rental company and got a set of projection equipment.

Just rush to the show location.

Lyman was sitting in the taxi, looking out the window, he could see the pedestrians walking slowly along the street.

Casual, relaxed and orderly, this is his impression of the town.

The taxi was still running smoothly and soon arrived at the destination.

The three got out of the car, took the equipment in the trunk of the car, and started walking.

They want to pick a suitable location to show.

Looking around, in fact, in the open space on both sides of the Movie Palace, many people have already started.

They pulled up a curtain and were playing their open-air movies.

The three of Lehman continued to walk when they saw a black man in his thirties walking around on the side of the road, talking non-stop.

When I got closer, I realized that he was promoting his movie.

Hey man, want to see my work? It's really good.

There were indeed some passers-by who stopped to watch under his instigation, but they basically walked away after watching it for a while, and the black people did not get angry, and continued to use his fairly standard English to solicit customers everywhere.

Go and see. Ryan looked excited.

I don't know if it was due to the environment or the courage of this black man.

As he said that, his footsteps had already passed.

When the black people saw that Lehman and others were willing to watch his movies, they were overjoyed and danced and said, This is my movie! I made it!'

Ryan listened quietly, and suddenly said, Can your movies sell for money?

When the black man heard this, although he was a little confused, he still smiled and said, Hey! Dude, I made this movie in two years. In order to get from Dire Dawa to here, I had to endure the hardships all the way. But none of that matters, what matters is that I screened my film at the Venice Film Festival and a lot of people watched it! God! This is what I've always wanted, and it came true. As for making money? I didn't think about it.

Lyman listened, silent.

How can you continue the career you love if the movie can't generate benefits?

Power generation by love? Stop teasing.

Anyway, he couldn't understand the thinking of such a movie fanatic.

Oh, brother! Then you have lost a lot of money. Come here from your hometown and spend a lot of money. Ryan obviously did not agree with the views of black people. He continued: You must be quite rich.

It is such an extravagant waste of talent, Lehmann added silently in his heart.

Those are not important... The black man was about to start explaining his creative experience, when Lehman made a look, the three of them walked away.

The film made by this black man does not even have a complete story. There is one shot in the east and one shot in the west. It is like watching a personal landscape film. It's so boring.

Continue to walk forward and come to the back of the gate of the movie palace venue.

There is an intersection here, one leading to the venue and one leading to the exit.

It's crowded and it's perfect for movie screenings.

Just here.

After the decision was made, the three began to debug the projection equipment.

After operating as the merchant said, pull up a curtain to place the image.

Then, take the film copy out of the backpack, put it in the machine, and you're done.

Try it.

Ryan neatly flipped the switch and started playing their movie Buried Alive.

This is the nth time the three of them have watched this long-running film, but it is the first time they have enjoyed it in public.

Just seeing Heath Ledger's panicked expression made Lyman trance for a while,

He looked around subconsciously, and then smiled wryly.

There was not a single audience except him, Ryan, and Thomas.

The movie was still playing, and Ryan apparently spotted the problem too.

After thinking about it, he said, I'll also go to the intersection to pull people over. That trick looks pretty good.

I'll go too. Thomas volunteered.

Well, let's both go, Ryman, and you're here looking at the equipment and the film copy.

Seeing him nodding, Ryan took Thomas to the intersection just now.

It's not far from this screening point, about 15 meters away.

Lyman watched the mouths of the two move, and directed the intentional passers-by with his hands.

After a while, an uncle left the road and walked towards Lehmann along the lawn.

It only took less than three minutes to just pass, and one audience was willing to try it. This method really works.

Uncle passers-by stopped to watch. At this time, there was a picture of Paul starting to beat the coffin for help on the screen.

In the movie, the character played by Heath Ledger is lying in the coffin and struggling, and the camera circles a large circle from left to right, so that the audience can know the environment inside the coffin more directly and clearly.

Small, dark, and then a few quick close-ups focused on Heath Ledger, the wound from his forehead still vivid.

The uncle subconsciously wrapped his arms around his chest to ease his anxiety.

He wondered how he would escape if he was trapped in a coffin.

After a while, a few more girls came.

Judging from the way they chattered, it was estimated that they were together. At least they were chatting.

That tall guy was so handsome just now?

Oh, do you think so too? I thought it was just me...

Did you say he made this movie?

Well, this is attracted by Ryan's beauty.

Lehman couldn't help looking at him, and saw Ryan's mouth opening and closing, with a sincere smile on his face, looking like a man who was engaged in that industry - prostitute, duck, he thought faintly .

......

Andres couldn't help but get irritated. From the very beginning of his arrival, the movie entered a fairly fast-paced story scene, but there were always irrelevant noises in his ears, and he could hardly hear the movie. sound. If these people continue to be so noisy, they will definitely miss some important plots. Nervousness, worry, and anticipation were mixed together, and the fist was clenched and loosened. In the end, he couldn't hold back. The uncle roared fiercely:

Don't be noisy! He turned his head and said this to the girls next to him.

As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it a little, and his tone seemed to be a little strong.

The uncle silently turned his head to continue watching the movie, thinking that nothing had happened.

The girls were startled, but their own qualities made them understand that it was their fault. They stopped chatting and making noises, and did not choose to leave. They just stood and enjoyed the movie together.

The uncle is even more uncomfortable. If it is normal, with such a small voice, he will slander in his heart, and he will not be so impulsive and yell.

But the sound of this movie really needs to be listened carefully to be heard clearly - this venue is next to the intersection of the road, there are many pedestrians, and the sound of the projector speakers is seriously scattered, so you need to concentrate to understand what is in this movie. The scene of the camera, the lines of the protagonist's phone call are the main points of promoting the original appearance of the background. Can you do it if you can't hear it clearly?

At this time, the murmur near the ear is a kind of torture, and it is no wonder that the uncle shouted warnings at a group of girls.

On screen, the man trapped in the coffin begins to call 911 and start calling for help.

The call was connected, and the voice of a female operator came.

Hello, I was buried alive. The man took a deep breath and said stumblingly, Please, save me, I may die.

Sir? The operator seemed confused.

I'm trapped in the coffin, come and save me, send someone to save me! The man held the phone tightly in his right hand and a lighter in his left hand, staring at the faint flames erratically.

Sir, calm down. Tell me first, what's your name?

Paul Conroy.

Okay, Mr. Conroy, can you tell me where you are now?

The man closed his eyes in pain, I don't know. His voice was hoarse and terrifying, I'm trapped in a coffin, I don't know where it is. Please, save me, I don't want to die.

Are you in the coffin?

Yes, yes! Paul felt that he was almost out of breath, as if an invisible hand was strangling his throat, and the suffocation made his face start to turn red, an old-fashioned wooden coffin.

Are you at the funeral home?

No! Paul quickly denied, I don't know, I'm trapped underground, come and save me.

Can you recall why you were trapped in the coffin? the operator still asked casually.

When I was driving in Afghanistan, suddenly the road exploded. Then...then, I woke up and I was in a coffin. His eyes were also blank.

Then why were you attacked?

Why do you have so many questions! I'm dying, come and save me...don't ask, please, find someone to save me. The operator wasted his time endlessly, this It made the man more and more furious, I'm somewhere in Afghanistan, find someone to save me!

Are you a soldier? the operator asked calmly again. It didn't seem to be affected by the man's anger.

The man suddenly laughed out loud, an inexplicable sadness lingering in his heart, which became a huge irony, I'm not a soldier, I'm just a businessman. A coherent utterance cannot be fully uttered. He knew that the oxygen was getting less and less.

The operator said helplessly: You said you were buried alive somewhere in Afghanistan, but how did we find you in such a short time?

Is she asking me for a solution? The man thought blankly.

Isn't there an American garrison there? Tell them to come. I'm really dying, please, help me... help me!

The man's endless calls for help were interrupted by the operator's words, Mr. Conroy, this is the Michigan police station. We can't notify the soldiers stationed abroad.

Then... forget it! The man hung up the phone.