From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

An exact copy of Ross?

Deborah was stunned; what kind of… brilliant, imaginative idea was this!

Absurd, yet brilliant.

Anson opened the door to a completely new world, inspiration flowing endlessly.

“Firstly, my sister dating Ross would be like dating her own brother.”

“Secondly, Rachel dating me would be like dating Ross.”

“As a result, both Ross and I would feel strange, like something's not quite right, but the two girls wouldn't notice, thinking everything is normal.”

"Friends" is a comedy, and the humor is created by a touch of absurdity and a bit of dark humor, which is the soul of the show. Deviating from the conventional path with some exaggeration and unconventionality can often produce unexpected effects.

Bang!

Deborah’s eyes lit up, feeling as if a row of light bulbs, not just one, but a whole row, had been switched on in her mind.

“Wow.”

“This, this is a great idea!”

Looking at Anson again, Deborah was completely excited.

“Filming it this way should be very interesting. You just need to imitate Ross’s performance, and you can even deliberately create identical mirror image effects.”

“And then we can add some scenes to the script…”

Suddenly, she stopped abruptly—

Deborah reined in her wild imagination. Marta was already racking her brains over the script, and if they continued to let their imaginations run wild, there might be bloodshed on the set tomorrow.

The idea is good, but they can't take matters into their own hands.

Deborah hit the brakes, controlling herself. They couldn't create on their own; creating should be left to the writers, especially with the season finale approaching, when everyone on the crew is particularly sensitive. No more accidents can happen.

Take a deep breath, and another deep breath.

Deborah will tell Marta about this idea, but without instructions from above, she can't develop it further. She needs to stop now.

“The subsequent details should be left to the professionals. We're not professional when it comes to writing scripts.”

“There's also a fourth option: a tough guy.”

Deborah changed the subject very abruptly.

How could Anson not see it? Recalling Marta's words just now, he couldn't help but understand what Deborah was doing.

But for Anson, the truly interesting part was this very moment.

It was about discussion, imagination, and interpretation, imbuing the character with a soul from his own perspective.

So, this is acting.

So-called acting isn't just standing in front of a camera or on a stage to get into character; in fact, the moment an actor comes into contact with a character and tries to analyze and understand them, the acting has already begun, using their imagination to portray a character and create a world.

No wonder everyone says that classic plays in London's West End are constantly rehearsed. There are probably as many versions of Shakespeare's plays as there are stars in the sky, but different versions continue to be performed in different periods.

See, this is the difference—

The actor's understanding and expression.

The same character can be presented in completely different ways.

Of course, Anson doesn't know how to express it yet, but a little discussion has opened that door, which is really interesting.

So, even though Deborah changed the subject, Anson didn't mind—

Haste makes waste.

Rome wasn't built in a day.

In fact, this is also a breakthrough—

Unreasonably, using such a disruptive character to break the mold.

Regardless of the chemistry, at least the audience's impression will be very deep.

Anson carefully examined it. There was nothing special about this outfit, but the character setting brought some thoughts. He was a little curious.

“Like Clint Eastwood in Western movies? Silent, glowering.”

If so, then it would completely meet Marta's expectations, a qualified vase, not requiring too much acting, just a poker face throughout would be enough.

Moreover, such a tough guy can show the tension of male hormones, which is also a different style from the three men in "Friends."

Anson remembered that Brad Pitt had this style in "A River Runs Through It" and "Legends of the Fall," maximizing the aura of appearance and temperament.

Deborah could taste a little hesitation in Anson's words. “What, you don't have confidence?”

Anson was completely frank. “The function of a vase should be to show its own style, not to try to change its style according to the style of the decoration, right?”

Deborah was speechless, actually… unable to refute.

But Deborah always felt that Anson's words weren't finished. There was no reason, just a feeling.

Sure enough—

Under Deborah's gaze, the corners of Anson's mouth turned up slightly. “I have an idea, inspired by you.”

“A tough guy, strong, neat, and dashing, using his eyes to show his charm, as if a look could kill a fly.”

“But in fact, everything is just an appearance. Deep down, he also yearns for romance and love. After shedding the role of the brother, he is also an ordinary man.”

“Even, it can be exaggerated even more. In private, he is actually a sentimental guy who sheds tears when watching 'Toy Story.'”

Comedy needs some exaggeration and some contrast from time to time.

The inspiration that hadn't completely subsided in Deborah's mind began to stir again. A brand new look gradually took shape in her mind, but this time, she wasn't in a hurry.

Deborah stood in place, carefully examining Anson. “Why do I feel like this setting is a bit familiar?”

Anson spread his hands. “'Notting Hill,' 1999, Hugh Grant and Julia Roberts, 'I'm just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love me.'”

In the movie "Notting Hill," Julia Roberts played a superstar who fell in love with Hugh Grant, who played an ordinary bookstore owner in Notting Hill, London.

Thus, there was the touching confession above.

For Anson, this was a classic old film from twenty years ago, but for Deborah, it was last year's highest-grossing and most successful romantic film.

“Ah!” Deborah clapped her hands hard, the clouds dissipated, her thoughts opened up, and inspiration flowed like a spring.

Deborah gave Anson a gesture, “Wait a moment.”

With a turn, Deborah rushed into the gantry, quickly moving between the clothes, muttering to herself.

“Yes, yes, this is it.”

“This is perfect, ah ha, how could I have forgotten this?”

“It should be like this, hahaha, it should be like this!”

When Deborah reappeared, she looked at the clothes in her hand and then at Anson in front of her, finally revealing a satisfied smile.

“Believe me, this is the one.”

“Change into it right away, and I'll see the size and the effect on you.”

Anson was quick, went into the dressing room, and reappeared after a while.

Although Deborah firmly believed in her judgment, she couldn't help but smile and reveal a satisfied expression when she really saw Anson.

“I finally understand why Richard Gere had that expression when he saw Julia Roberts change and appear in 'Pretty Woman.'”

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