From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

The process was long and winding, but the ending was positive. Then, Anson, like Hayden, officially entered the role preparation stage.

However, Anson didn't isolate himself from the public eye like Hayden did to focus, on the contrary, the crew cooperated with Anson to arrange all related training in New York—

Just right, Anson can start to get into the state from now on and slowly familiarize himself with the daily life of New York, because among all the Marvel and DC superheroes, Peter Parker is a character with the most distinct city imprint.

Not only because he needs New York's skyscrapers to exert his abilities, but also because his life and daily routine are rooted in every aspect of this city.

To some extent, it is even closer and more important than Batman's relationship with Gotham City.

At first, Anson didn't think of this, but after being reminded, he realized that this is method acting.

Back then, Robert De Niro really drove a taxi in New York for a few months in order to shoot "Taxi Driver", truly sitting in the position of a taxi driver to examine and observe the city, and later dedicated a classic performance that went down in history, and also established his position as a master of acting.

Later, Daniel Day-Lewis lived in a remote cabin in the wilderness for six months in order to perform "There Will Be Blood", and he did not get rid of that state for a long time after the filming ended.

The key to method acting lies in "personal experience and personal experience", not relying on brain imagination, but truly living as the character, truly standing in the position of the character, and creating a vibrant character with his own understanding.

Now, Anson is also gradually integrating into life and integrating into the role, feeling the existence of the role in a experiential way.

This is also new, different from "Friends" and "The Princess Diaries".

It can even be said that this is cutting into the core through the surface. This is the first time Anson has truly felt the existence of acting, although Peter Parker is not a role that requires explosive acting skills. Of course, "Spider-Man" is not a work of acting frenzy, but—

Acting is becoming more and more interesting. Even if he is not standing in front of the camera, the connection between the actor and the character has already unfolded in countless ways.

According to the schedule, the training plan has been arranged until March next year, and subsequent adjustments will be made according to the project preparation progress and shooting plan.

However, in Anson's opinion, these six months will not be boring. He can learn new things, and he can also study the role and performance—

Perhaps, he should read the original comics.

Who would have thought that reading comics could also become work?

… …

Morning.

Although it is only November, from a time perspective, the footsteps of autumn are still lingering in the streets, but winter in New York is already impatiently approaching, circling over the waters of the Hudson River, blowing a gust of cold wind from time to time, piercingly cold, and people are putting up the collars of their coats.

Anson is walking through the streets of Lower Manhattan, wearing a thin sportswear, jogging all the way, steam is emitting from his shoulders and back, and you can see sweat seeping out of his forehead. Adjusting his breathing according to the rhythm of his jogging, you can clearly see the white mist exhaling long and steadily.

Inadvertently, the hurried steps of going to work are drawn to that running figure, and only reluctantly retract after it disappears from sight.

Anson's pace did not stop or slow down because of this, and he continued forward.

In the past period of time, his life and schedule have become normal and regular. He gets up at six in the morning and goes to bed at nine in the evening. He eats all three meals on time. There is no disturbance or distraction. The world of the Internet is far less complicated than he is familiar with. He occasionally plays games, reads comics, and kills time. His whole mind is simplified, and his mood and aura are also changing quietly.

In his previous life, he never had the opportunity and could not possibly enjoy such a life. The life of a "007" corporate slave had no choice, and he was consuming himself little by little in tedious and boring daily routines; now he finally has the opportunity to focus on himself.

Anson can't remember how many times he has gotten lost here, and even now, he still can't find his way every now and then, and he is confused:

Who am I, where am I, where do I come from and where am I going?

However, getting lost doesn't matter.

Walking through these roads is like time travel, and you can clearly see the traces of Europeans who first set foot on this continent centuries ago.

Unlike the artificial streets in Midtown and Uptown that are neatly planned with measuring scales, this place is slightly rough, slightly chaotic, and slightly primitive. There is no planning or layout, but you can see the traces left by time, culture, and life. Architecture records history and life records the years. Everything is fresh.

Paris is the same.

Before you is the roughest, most vibrant, and most colorful area of New York City. The vitality is almost overflowing.

So, if you get lost, slow down and admire the scenery on the street, explore unknown areas, and quietly open the boundaries of life.

A turn, cutting into a long alley, the towering steel forest blocks the sunlight, and the buildings on both sides tightly block the light outside. The cold and clear air settles down, breaking into a shadow, but the fresh and flamboyant atmosphere of life permeates between the brick walls.

The peddler stalls on both sides of the street are being removed, and there are all kinds of small toys from old Shanghai on them, such as dressing boxes, evening bags, rattles, music boxes, hairpins, etc., which are dazzling. In the current situation where cross-sea mailing business was not developed in 2000, every item is especially precious.

Next to him, a middle-aged man in a three-piece suit is looking at the ballerina music box with great interest, holding a red plastic bag in his hand, which contains a bag of green vegetables. He looks like he just finished shopping at the farmers market, and his eyes are attracted by the peddler stall and he can't move his feet.

The dilapidated buildings look old and dilapidated, but the carved red corridor pillars, the upturned eaves of the cross-ridge roof, and the square glass windows exude an indescribable charm. Looking up at those dark gray skyscrapers, the contrast becomes more distinct.

In a trance, it is as if entering a time and space gap, and buildings from different eras, different cultures, and different spaces are pieced together like fragments.

Pa da.

A person next to him stepped on a puddle of water, and muddy sewage splashed up, wetting his trouser legs. Anson nimbly dodged, and the other party didn't have time to look at him, and shouted to Anson's leaving back, "Sorry."

The next second, someone in front looked back and called out, "Matt, over here."

Fourth update.