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Text Chapter 577 Cold wind, dry forest, black soil

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    If we use a temperature to describe a movie, the big screen of the Brown Bear Cinema is only cold, and the cold wind blows in our face.

    If you use one light color, it is the dimness of the early morning. What the dim light brings is not light, but confirms all the desolation hidden by the darkness.

    A biting gloom enveloped the screen world from the opening. The first shot the audience saw was a wide-angle shot from an elevation. The bleak dead trees were deeply rooted in the mountain forest, splitting the morning and dusk sky into small pieces.  The gray-brown fallen leaves on the ground revealed the poor black slopes between the gaps.

    A small dead branch lies across the bottom of the frame. A black ant is clearly visible on the dead branch. It swings its tentacles and crawls from the left end to the right end, and then from the right end to the left end.  It crawled around but couldn't get away from the dead branch and was trapped there.

    There was no chirping of birds, no chirping of insects, no sound of wind, no sound, no life, a dead silence.

    A sense of perception is rapidly gathering, and the atmosphere is sinking.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ?? The black combat boots did not stop, and a figure walked towards the mountain forest in the depth of field. When it walked away, a girl holding firewood was seen from the back.

    The camera zoomed out slightly, and the dead branch was not trampled, and the ant was not trampled to death. It was still crawling around on the dead branch trying to escape.

    The next second, the camera cuts to the next scene, as plain as a stone, as sharp as a blade, like a bystander with no emotion, no evaluation, only documentation.

    The side panoramic shot of the hillside, with dry forest connecting the sky and the land, the audience could clearly see the figure just now, she was walking from left to right holding a short piece of firewood.

    Her clothes are a bit weird. The gray-blue sleeveless dress she wears can't cover up the short-sleeved variegated old sweater she wears underneath. The hems of faded cropped jeans can also be seen at the edge of the skirt. A pair of black boots speaks of her strength.  The messy and dirty light brown ponytail speaks of her busyness.

    She is tall, and although she has a young body and is wearing a skirt, she does not have a trace of girlishness.  Her steps were rough and powerful, and every step she took seemed to inject a sense of savagery into the earth.  Her face was expressionless, neither serious nor relaxed, as if she was ready to fight at any time, but she had long been used to it.

    There is not even a single sentence or a plot, but just because of the images, atmosphere, characters and demeanor of the two shots, a rough girl from a remote mountainous area appears on the screen.

    Rui.

    The camera cut again, the sky became brighter, and the picture became a little wider. In the distance, there were only a few dilapidated one-story wooden houses scattered among the bare mountains, and the dim lights of the houses pierced the surrounding darkness.  The camera shot back, showing Rui walking from the distant forest with firewood in her arms. A scruffy mixed-haired small and medium-sized dog followed on the right. The cold morning wind blew from the right, blowing her hair and skirt.

    There was a banging sound, and the camera panned to a side view, and Rui was seen throwing an armful of firewood onto the big wooden pile at his feet. The sawdust on the ground was flying, and there were only a few scattered short logs left.  The camera cut back to the front. She walked straight to the house without even taking a picture, shouting: "Boys, aren't you up yet?"

    Her calm and ordinary voice had the calmness of a sister.

    The audience followed the hard-cut lens into the living room of this dilapidated wooden house. The ceiling was very high, and there was not a piece of furniture that could be called "new". There was firewood burning in the fireplace, and two old sofas formed an L-shaped surround.  Under the fireplace, except for an old antenna TV placed opposite, there are no modern appliances.

    The two little boys slept on two sofas each. The cloth cushions covering them were so old and worn, with a layer of dust that could not be washed away.

    The voice-over came from outside the house and Rui's cry: "Get up quickly!" Their bodies moved slowly.

    This is the second line the audience hears, and also the first swear word: get-the-fuck-up!

    "It's not that rude, but because of this, this kind of tone that has neither cold nor warmth, just daily life, a girl sister who wakes up her two brothers is like a jailer asking the prisoners in the cell to get up.  This sound undoubtedly tells everyone in the audience who she is, what kind of place this is, and what kind of family this is.

    ¡°Make him his horse¡¯s breakfast!¡± Rui¡¯s off-screen shout continued.

    Make-the-fuck-breakfast! Another sentence.  This made many viewers wonder, are the three siblings not very close?  What about their parents?

    The two boys were still lying in bed, and the camera did not pause. The sound of chopping wood brought the image to the head of a wooden pile outside the house. Rui was chopping firewood. The sky was already getting brighter. There was already a pile of chopped small wood beside the pile.  Firewood.  She holds an ax in her right hand and lifts it in her left handQi wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a deep breath.

    In this close-up shot of a character, the audience can clearly see Rui's face, with no trace of makeup, slender eyebrows, steady eyes, chubby cheeks that are red due to the cold weather, and a mountainous look.  If it weren't for the ponytail and skirt, he would look more like a civilian tomboy.

    She glanced at him.  Side view of a double person, a little boy in a blue-green coat and jeans with the same hair color as hers, who looks to be eight or nine years old, is walking from the left.  The front view is of a single person. He is walking and turning his head to look at something to the left.  In the distance, I can see a skinned animal carcass, like a deer carcass, hanging on a small tree next to the neighbor's house in the distance opposite. A middle-aged and elderly man with blond hair and a strong body and a strong, barrel-shaped woman are cutting up the deer.  Corpses, the cold and vulgar smell of corpses can float out of the screen.

    "Rui, do you think the blond Milton will bring a piece of meat for us to eat tonight?" Following the little boy's voice, the camera cuts to a panoramic view of him and Rui. His height can only reach Rui's waist.  In my chest, I looked at the venison longingly.

    "Maybe." Rui was also looking at it, his tone flat.

    "Isn't that what a family should be like?" the little boy asked.

    "We are just cousins, Dolly, Milton, Lockran, Longan, Beaumont everyone here is a cousin." Rui said as he turned around, bent down to pick up a short piece of wood from the ground and put it on the head of the stake.  Just lift the axe.

    At the same time, the little boy said hesitantly: "Maybe we should ask."

    Rui's body paused, and the camera showed her looking at her brother in the upper right corner of the frame, looking condescendingly at her younger brother in the lower left corner of the frame. Her gentle words had a tough attitude: "Harold, never. That's right.  Never ask for things that are sent to you unsolicited.¡±

    ? Panoramic view of the two people from the side, Rui picked up the ax with both hands, and struck the short log on the stake with the ax heavily. With a bang, the short log was split into two halves!

    Harold's face was filled with bitterness. As he bent down to clean up the mess on the ground, he mumbled, "But I'm very hungry. Do we only have cornmeal left?"

    ¡°Put more butter on it, there will be more butter.¡± Rui said.

    Another looked at a ten-year-old blond boy walking from the house. He was wearing a dark red jacket and jeans. His hair color was the same light blond as Milton's, and he also looked like Rui and Harold.  It doesn't look like a family, which is a bit weird.  Rui Hua called out inquiringly: "Sonny?" Sonny's expression was also bitter, but colder: "No, not anymore."

    A close-up shot of a single person, Rui frowning slightly.  A panoramic view of three people, with Rui's back in the painting at the lower right. The two brothers in the middle depth of field, one tall and one short, are looking at the left side of the frame, seemingly a little fanatical. The camera slowly pans over. Rui is the first to paint, followed by  The two brothers, the side view is focused on the blond Milton and the two who are cutting venison.

    "Then let's stay hungry." Rui's voiceover sounded, with a strong tone that was not hidden, as if he was giving an order.  The two brothers yelled, and the camera turned back at the same time. Their eyes were already looking at Rui, and she waved the ax in her hand.

    A stable vision of the three of them, they are all helping to get the wood.  Rui took another deep breath, and there was a white mist in the air that was about to dissipate.

    Silence returned to the screen, and there was also silence outside the screen. It was just such a short opening scene. It was not a big scene, or even a dramatic conflict, but the fans actually watched a good show.  Judging from the information, Rui's family is in trouble and can't even lift the pot. Rui is the backbone of the family, and the two younger brothers follow her teachings.

    The more movie fans see it, the crew members who have heard Ye Wei direct the show know best. Rui is confirming that she can still lead them, but she doesn't know how long she can continue.  She knew that one day suddenly, her strength would no longer be comparable to that of her two brothers. She said "no", but they would no longer listen.

    She said she would rather be hungry but have some backbone, but they wouldn't listen to her. They only wanted food.

    The members also left the screen with a feeling of emotion. Not many people know the story of this video on the set, about a talented actor versus a talented director.  Gia gave Jennifer a thumbs up, and Lena Dunham, Britt Marling and Mike Cahill were also surprised.

    Shooting is not as good as imaging. Now everyone is beginning to truly understand why viy treats jl as a treasure. She is just a country girl who has only studied acting for a few years!  No matter how it doesn't make sense, Jennifer Lawrence made a stunning appearance. The aura and characteristics she showed at the beginning have already made people see her superior talent and strength.

    Some people act just to act, some people live on the screen

    Emma opened her mouth slightly. At this moment, she thought of Liz and Ronan, but they didn't seem so stupid at the beginning.

    Let movie fans??It's not just the performances that are stunning. Although there are obvious camera movements and hidden forms, everything operates in a realist style. After SS and TLB, Ye Wei used another style to shoot movies, and  At present, it seems that the film has been shot to a high level, and a cold world is already on the screen.

    Ye Wei once said in a media interview, "I hope that the three girls' movies can be called independent movies." This is of course an independent movie.

    This kind of movie has nothing to do with running business. All the temperature, light, color, taste, all perceptions, and every frame are moving forward calmly, resolutely, and in its own way.  It is saying some words, but the audience needs to be patient and calm to feel the emotions inside, ponder the creator's intentions, and then feed their own feelings back to the screen to enjoy the story together.

    Because of the movie, you will have a mood that will never be forgotten for a long time, and you will be reminded of it inadvertently in the days to come. This is what watching classic independent films is like.

    What mood will "Winter's Bone" bring?
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