On April 20, the 53rd Cannes Film Festival released the nomination list...

A total of 23 works were selected, including "Brothers, Where Are You" by the Coen brothers, "The Imperial Laws" by Nagisa Oshima, "The Dancer in the Dark" by Las Von Tyre, etc. Perhaps because of the film festival last year, the favor of low-cost and art films was too obvious, which caused some controversy. This year, the organizing committee selected all famous director blockbusters and well-known fonts.

Among them, one of the Chinese-language movies, mainland China, Taiwan and Hong Kong each was selected, Wang Jiawei's "In the Mood for Love", Yang Dechang's "Yiyi", and Jiang Wen's "The Devils Are Coming".

The organizing committee is quite funny. On the list, Wang Jiawei's film of running for election is actually called "untitledfilm", which means there is no name. Before I could figure out what it was called, I made it shortlisted.

Of course, people think it should be "In the Mood for Love", but Director Wang hasn't taken the time to give him a nicer English name.

In addition, Li An's "Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger" withdrew from the competition and became a special screening. The copyright of the film has been sold at a high price in France. It probably doesn't want to lose the prize, which will affect the momentum.

These films are all hyped before or during shooting, and are naturally international and can be regarded as the highest level of film art in various continents.

In China, even though it has been divided into many attentions by "Suzhou River", "The Devils Are Coming" is still the most watched movie of the year.

Some time ago, the various negative gossips of this film made the film industry and the audience extremely anxious. At last, listening to positive news, it was like a chicken blood.

The film has not been screened yet, and the media used to hype have rendered it a hit in the Palme d'Or. They feel that they are assisting God, which is called creating momentum.

Jiang Wen was so annoyed!

Even if the Film Bureau did not show it, he would wait for him to come to the door and then kill it with one pest. He had no hope of passing the review. He went directly to the underground route and planned to send it to Cannes quietly to participate in the exhibition. If he really wanted to win a big prize, go back to China to promote it, and flatter him, he might be alive.

Lao Jiang had a very good idea, and no one told me about the registration. Even the producer didn't know about it, so he did it himself. As a result, the whole world knew about it by these grandchildren.

Just a pig teammate!

Fortunately, the Film Bureau has maintained its usual slowness and no response. Or maybe they are also waiting and watching what the result will be.

Because, no one knows what kind of story "The Devils Are Coming" is, except Jiang Wen.

...

In the past, well, it was probably not the case a dozen years ago. We summarized the life state of not having a stable job, earning less money, and being hungry and full into a very vivid word: Mix.

But later, the meaning of this word became pretentious.

Salesmen who sell products all over the streets are lying around, and office dogs who are typing around all day are also lying around, while white-collar workers who drive a car worth 200,000 to Europe for vacation occasionally are even more lying around.

It seems to be very common to get along. Even when greeting friends, they are saying: How about you doing it? Oh, you're doing it well.

It seems to be very proud.

Compared with these bitches who deserve to be beaten, Cui Mingliang is really messing around, and he is messing around.

He left home and wandered around with the holes for ten years. As the TV gradually became popular, the people gradually lost interest in vulgar singing and dancing troupes.

Ten years later, he finally returned to his hometown and stopped wandering.

Jia Zhangke did not give a clear timeline in the movie, and he jumped very much. The previous shot was still talking about Cui Mingliang walking, and the next shot became Yin Ruijuan riding a motorcycle to work.

The progress of time and space is hidden in seemingly random pictures.

Lao Jia has not explained many things that have happened in the past ten years. For example, Cui Mingliang is still with Yin Ruijuan.

When filming this scene, in order to bring out the contrasting light, the entire crew thought of many ways, and finally broke down half of the wall to achieve a satisfactory effect.

Yin Ruijuan stood on the balcony with her child in her arms, and the sun was shining outside. The room was gray and dull. Cui Mingliang shrank on a sofa, holding a cigarette in her hand, and fell asleep tiredly.

He would never sing, wander, imagine himself as a literary worker, and run on the train... After all, he was already a teenager.

Lao Jia wants to put this scene at the end.

He was probably a man who was bitter and then sweet, and he got the depressed part early, but left the most intense and exciting scene of the whole film on the day of the filming.

Luliang Mountain District, after sunset.

The color of the sky is strange, like deep blue dye, slowly soaked into clear water, then faded away the thickness layer by layer, light and dark, and thin fine lines were applied to the water surface.

This is a wilderness dozens of kilometers away from Fenyang. There is a railway bridge here, and every twenty minutes you pass a special train that pulls coal.

Several low hills stood far and near, and were bare in the lush season. It was just raining in the morning, and there were curved streams flowing in the grass, spreading in the empty fields. Looking around, there was only an old tree with a crooked neck, standing alone.

The plain at the foot was weathered by the mixed and weathered by small stones and coarse sand, and a white surface was revealed, like scattered snow.

“action!”

A blue-skinned Jiefang car slowly drove into the camera, and suddenly stopped and broke down. The driver tried to start, but there was no effect, so he had to go down with Lao Song to check.

The door is open, the camera frame is on the side, and there is a long lens. Facing the narrow cab, the steering wheel looks bigger and bigger.

Chu Qing climbed into the car, took the newly bought tape, unpacked it, and stuffed it in. A very rhythmic sound of electric guitar sounded, which was the prelude to "Standup".

He closed his eyes and leaned against the seat, his legs shaking gently with the rhythm. Liang Jingdong and Yang Lina jumped out of the car and stood in front of another door, quiet and excited.

The time set for this play is in front of them, and they heard this song for the first time.

"The long platform, lonely waiting, the long train carries my short love... My heart is waiting, always waiting, my heart is waiting, always waiting..."

Under the blue sky, several people surrounded the blue truck. They were listening to the trains and platforms inside the songs, and the wonderful world outside.

“Woo…”

At this moment, a faint whistle came, and Liang Jingdong seemed to feel a slight vibration. He couldn't help but look in the direction of the railway bridge, and suddenly raised his neck and shouted: "Train!"

Yang Lina also looked at it and immediately shouted: "Hey! There is a train!"

Chu Qing tightly twisted his body, took a look, jumped down instantly, spread his legs and ran away. The two people followed behind, shouting while running, "There is a train! There is a train!"

More than a dozen people in the carriage jumped off, some of whom were wearing coats, hurriedly slapped on the ground, wearing only colorful sweaters, and followed their companions.

The camera suddenly moved away, with gray-yellow hills and pale gravel land, a group of young people who had never seen a train, running in the wilderness like crazy, towards the high railway bridge.

“Woo…”

The whistle sounded closer and closer. The train finally rushed out of the tunnel and dragged the long body of the car. The dark and worn iron cabin was scattered and drove past the bridge.

"Why!"

"Why!"

They cheered, speeding up and climbed up the narrow weed-covered trail.

"Boom boom boom!"

The train had already roared past, leaving behind the distant rear.

Chu Qing was in the front, Liang Jingdong followed. Yang Lina was standing on the railway track, with more than a dozen companions behind her, waved together and shouted happily: "Ah!"

"stop!"

Lao Jia shouted: "Qingzi, you are in a bad mood, let go! Start again!"

“action!”

Then he took another photo, but he didn't stop. He frowned and finished reading, but still expressed dissatisfaction.

As a result, when Chu Qing didn't need to say anything, he knew what was wrong. He shouldn't be enough, well, not excited enough. This happens when actors film, such as basketball players, who are not injured or sick, and have a normal mentality, but they just feel bad.

Only adjust slowly.

But at the moment, the crew didn't have the time to make him look like a state. Several people squatted together to discuss. Yu Liwei had the most experience and quickly came up with a way and said, "Try drinking some wine?"

Gu Zheng clapped his hands and said, "I think there is a bottle of white in my car!"

Chu Qingqi said: "Why are you bringing a bottle of wine?"

"Hehe, won't you finish the shopping today? I bought it during the day and want to drink it with you." Gu Zheng smiled.

Jia Zhangke rubbed his forehead and asked, "Qingzi, what do you think?"

He wasn't sure, he hadn't tried this trick before, and said, "Anyway, let's have some drinks first."

"Okay, I'll go down and get it." After Gu Zheng said that, he slid down the bridge tremblingly.

Chu Qing turned around and apologized to the staff, especially Yang Lina and others. Every time they took a photo, they had to run away, and they were so tired that they were out of breath.

After a while, Gu Zheng came up with a bottle of Erguotou.

As soon as he unscrewed the lid, he felt dizzy when he smelled alcohol. Chu Qing took a big sip and rushed into his stomach with a scorching heat. He just wanted to vomit sour water.

After pressing down, I took a few more sips, my head quickly became heavy, and my warm energy rushed around my body. While I was awake, I quickly waved my hand and said, "Okay, come on!"

“action!”

Chu Qing ran into the camera first, and then the companions. After he got to the position, he paused for a moment. Yang Lina came over and was about to put her arm on his shoulder, but this guy moved again.

At first it was a small step, but then it became faster and faster. The two long legs took a step and ran straight forward along the rails.

The cold air before night came, choking into the throat with big mouthfuls, mixed with the strong wine in the stomach, surging.

His neck was slightly tilted back and his mouth opened, trying to spit out the surging and pain.

“Woo…”

Chu Qing made a long sound of a train whistle, accompanied by a panting breath, which seemed intermittent and tore through the sound.

Many years ago, one night, he sat in the car and learned this sound in his mouth.

Many years later, he ran on the railway tracks, chasing the train that was leaving and his short dream.

It turns out that the real train looks like this. It turns out that the real flute sound is this...

Yu Liwei fought his life and followed him tightly. The machine in his hand could not be kept stable and shook violently.
To be continued...