The Greatest Showman

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.mianhuatang. When I entered the house with my feet, the hour hand on the wall had moved past twelve o’clock in the middle of the night, and the moonlight shone through the glass windows in the corner, casting a layer of coldness in the whole space like silver frost. ; but the table lamp in the corner was lit up, and the lemon yellow halo supported a small corner, and a little warmth was bred in the deserted and empty space, weak but tenacious, stubbornly dispelling the surrounding silver brilliance.

It's Rooney who is studying.

Rooney returned to New York after backpacking in Europe, but she still lived in her apartment and only came to Renly occasionally.

Renly didn't make a sound to break the silence of the room, but walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, sat cross-legged in front of the window, let his body muscles slowly relax, and quietly watched the lights of thousands of homes in front of him, and the lights on the street, The stars above the sky complement each other, and there is tranquility in the noise.

"Need a glass of hot milk?" Rooney noticed Renly's exhaustion, put the book in her hand aside, got up and walked towards the kitchen.

"Yeah." Renly replied in a low voice.

In the distance, Rooney's voice came from the kitchen, "The recording work is not going well?"

"...The recording work is going well, there are some bumps and some arguments, but overall, it's still on track. To be honest, I actually enjoy it a bit." Renly's mouth relaxed, "No need to think, just immerse yourself in it. , as if drifting, let the melody pull the brain."

"So, that's why you've always been less enthusiastic about the studio and the stage." Rooney answered loudly, the kitchen was a bit far away and the interior space was a bit empty, which made Rooney and Renly seem to be separated from each other. The hilltop shouted like normal, and even faint echoes could be heard, but those distances were not unfamiliar. On the contrary, the dialogue between the two people could fill the entire space and calm down the irritability.

Occasionally, the sound of opening the refrigerator, closing the refrigerator, opening the microwave, and closing the microwave can be heard.

"How is it, have you gotten used to it a little bit now? Show more of yourself?" Rooney then asked—

Renly doesn't like to open himself up too much on stage, which is contrary to hereditary aristocratic education, and also contrary to Renly's protection of personal privacy.

"Well. Kind of." Renly hesitated, "but I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing. You know, in mother's words, I'm being assimilated by Hollywood; in Matthew's words, it's I'm getting real. I'm not sure, it feels so foreign."

"I think it's a good thing." Rooney replied, even if she didn't have to look back, she could feel the upward arc of the corners of her mouth, "It's not because of showing yourself, but because this incident has caused you to think, which means that you are growing up. It's changing, and that means life still moves you. That's real, not that we're living as corpses, with no expectations and no fears, and that's scary."

Renly's eyebrows raised slightly, but this was another interpretation - deep down, he could understand, but in the long period of burnout, his thoughts began to become slack and lazy, and at the same time he became lazy. Narrow, and then the things that were once able to be understood are hidden.

Hearing Rooney's explanation at this time, the mood couldn't help but lift a little.

"David Fincher came to the studio today," Renly said proactively.

"I know, after you finished talking, David called me." Rooney came over with two glasses of milk on a tray, then sat cross-legged beside Renly, her eyes flashing brightly, she herself He picked up a glass of milk, warmed his palms, and then looked straight ahead, admiring the most beautiful night scene in the world, his words were still a little relaxed and cheerful, "Aren't you curious about what he said?"

"No, I'm not curious, I can guess, not all of them are good words." Renly turned to look at Rooney's profile, and then also held up a glass of milk, "When we talk face to face, the atmosphere is not good. Great, I accidentally alerted passers-by, and the scene was a little out of control for a while."

Listening to Renly's serious description, Rooney giggled, "Fortunately, you are a gentleman, otherwise David would be in danger."

Later, Rooney continued, "He said you were going to read the script? You could hear it, he was very happy."

"But I'm not sure if I'm doing it right." Renly held the milk in his hands, feeling the warmth of his muscles stretch out.

"How?" Rooney asked.

Renly thought about it seriously, "Treat the script with an uncertain attitude towards the characters. You know, every character is a real existence in the story. Whether the actor interprets it seriously or not, it can finally be presented on the screen. , the actor needs to give the character enough respect."

"But I'm always in a state of snub now, and if I can't put my heart into the character, then that's disrespecting the character for the script. I don't think it's fair. Maybe, I should give the script to the other actors, they I will value and cherish this role more than I do.”

Although Renly is now in a low state, the respect and dedication he deserves has not changed, and he hopes that he can maintain enough professionalism.

Rooney nodded lightly, thinking carefully, "Maybe, you should look at it from a different angle: your fears, your worries, including your withdrawal and burnout, just show that you care, otherwise, you can Take over a role at will, or simply agree to David, even if the performance quality

If you are not perfect, no one will blame you. After all, you have not encountered a bottleneck so far, and many people are rolling their eyes. "

The playful tone made Renly chuckle.

"Then you can stay in that state, really read the script, look at the characters, see if you can connect and resonate, and then make a decision. You should know that the choice and the decision are always in your hands, no People can force you to do anything."

Rooney is not quite sure whether her interpretation is correct - after all, the problems faced by Renly, the level and depth, are of another level; moreover, the problem of artistic creation is more often a contest between herself and herself, No one else can help.

But Rooney still expressed her opinion and expressed her support.

Renly held the milk glass and was silent for a moment. "Do you think this script is suitable for me too?"

It's a strange question, and even with Andy, Renly rarely asks others for their opinions on the script, but these are special times.

Rooney did not answer directly, "Remember when you returned to the West End of London? Leave the movie temporarily, calm down and polish yourself, and find your own rhythm again. I think the same is true for TV dramas. different requirements."

"The TV series needs to show the changes and growth of the characters in a relatively long period of time, layer by layer, so as to complement the core of the story. Of course, what we are talking about here is limited series, if it is broadcast for five seasons and ten seasons. Longevity dramas, then it's another story."

Rooney's tone was always relaxed, and a touch of warmth softened the atmosphere in the room.

"Remember your performance in 'Pacific War'? Eugene's growth and transformation are absolutely eye-catching, making countless people fall in love with this role; and this project also has the opportunity to let you carefully Gradually try to figure out the character, and gradually make the character fuller and richer.”

The words ended here, and Rooney fell silent, leaving enough room for Renly to think.

In fact, Rooney and David expressed similar opinions:

In the work "Mind Hunter", Renly can return to the basics and start from scratch, like a baby learning to walk, rubbing the characters little by little, standing in front of the camera in the most natural and pure state, and then slowly Get into the role and reawaken the passion and enthusiasm deep inside your heart.

Renly's worry was that he couldn't find his status, but instead lost the purity and sincerity of the character itself.

But Rooney's point of view is in line with Renly's weakness: returning to the original heart.

At the beginning, he returned to the West End of London, devoted himself to breaking the basic skills of acting, and then found the driving force again, and four years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the traces of those time and years on him have also become vicissitudes. A return that needs to be washed away.

Perhaps, TV shows are indeed the right choice.

"Do you know what the first thing I did when I entered the 'Pacific War'?" The memory awakened again, and the corners of Renly's mouth relaxed.

"Know Rami?" Rooney turned her head to look at Renly, but didn't ask why, or what Renly thought, and just followed Renly's conversation—she also knew Rami Malek, although she didn't So familiar.

Renly chuckled, "No, it's not. The first thing we did was get our rank and uniform and call each other after the characters on the show; by then, Rami and I had already met during the audition process. , So, we naturally gathered together. In such a huge crew, it is always good to meet a familiar face, and Lamy had already appeared in many dramas and movies at that time, but his personality was never publicized, So there was no turbulence in the crew."

Then, Renly talked about the stories of the first day of the crew, the conflict with the cast, the zipper after changing the boots, the group corpse after the end...

As he spoke, Renly's expression brightened, and he even began to make constant gestures, using gestures to match his story, exuding joy all over his body.

Those memories that were thought to be gradually indifferent actually never disappeared. Like the vast stars in the sky, they silently bloomed with their brilliance, and then guided Renly to find the starting point of everything again. Excited beginnings.

Rooney listened intently, asking a few questions from time to time, or expressing her own opinions, and naturally laughed.

The two of them sat cross-legged in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows like this, and if they were children, they would talk for a long time all night.

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