Angela, who was completely unaware of the impending disaster, has returned to her home in Los Angeles, and now she is sitting in front of an old man with slightly gray temples.
Like most directors, Michael Mann is also bald on the forehead, with sparse hair and a pair of glasses on his big nose. Does it mean that when a director overuses his brain, his hair falls out? James Cameron is like this, David Fincher is like this, and even Nancy's husband, Mr. Charles, is like this, but Nancy is not, so it seems that male director is the most threatening profession for hair!
"I'm glad you came to my house, Mr. Man. I hope my pages of writing didn't trouble you." Angela said with a smile.
Michael didn't speak, but took out the few pages of letter paper and put them on the coffee table before slowly opening his mouth. His voice was gentle and powerful, with a feeling of being in control of everything, in Angela's limited contact. Among the several directors, Mr. Charles is suave - of course, except when he is shooting, James always has a slight arrogance, and David is serious when he is shooting and active when he is resting, but no one has ever given her all that kind of things like this one. It's no wonder that someone once said that every actor who has acted in a movie in his hands always gives people a different feeling.
"I'll just say it directly, Miss Mason," Michael Manlu smiled slightly, "When I first received your letter, I didn't pay much attention to it, although your writing is very good, and the camera transitions are also unique. But I don't have a good grasp of the characters, and they're very thin, so I didn't care."
And it was written by a little girl. Angela added a sentence in her heart, but she didn't say it, just nodded. She actually knew where her problem was. Was that scene in the cafe classic? Of course, people who have read it will say this, but it was only after an hour-long foreshadowing that it had such an effect. Writing it out alone, no matter how good the writing is, it is not good enough. Moreover, in order to prevent problems, she Even De Niro's classic line: "You can't have any accessories in your life, so when you need it, you can rush out in thirty seconds" is not written. It is conceivable that such a greatly discounted thing can cause others. interested? Why, though, is Michael Mann looking for himself again
Perhaps seeing the girl's doubts, the old man continued: ""The Thread of Fire" is a work about police and bandits that I was thinking about a long time ago, but at a deeper level, it should be a movie about two lonely men. , but there has never been a complete script, and I didn't plan to direct it before, but in recent years, under the persuasion of Warner, I decided to shoot it, so I began to collect data again, everyone in the work has a life prototype , the prototype of the gangster is a habitual gangster named Neil Macaulay who was active in Chicago in the 1960s, and the prototype of the police is Inspector Chuck, who was chasing him. I learned that there was such an interesting plot when I interviewed Inspector Chuck."
Having said this, Michael paused and showed a playful smile: "Chuck told me that when he was chasing Neil, he had met unexpectedly in the parking lot of a small shopping mall in Chicago, and they both recognized each other. , under normal circumstances, their normal reaction may be to draw guns and shoot each other or Neil to run away, but Chuck chose to invite Neil for a cup of coffee in a flash. Chuck said he did not expect to get from Neil. He doesn't expect Neil to change his ways after he gets any valuable information. Of course, it's not just about having a cup of coffee. He is just very interested in Neil and wants to know his inner world. , it may be possible to calculate and predict his actions in the future - when he finished speaking, it was very interesting, I actually thought of the clip you sent for the first time, and when I read it again, I found that this script is very suitable It's really interesting to put it in the story and just make a few small changes."
Having said that, he suddenly stared at Angela for a long time without saying a word. The little girl, who was tumbling in her heart, tried her best to pretend to be calm. When the old man first started to talk about this passage, her palms began to sweat slightly. Of course, she knew that this movie was based on real events. She also remembered what he said when interviewing Man, that real stories are often more exciting and unexpected than fictional ones, but she couldn't remember that the cafe scene was completely fact-based, after all, the time was too long. As time goes by, it is certain to forget something. Fortunately, Michael received her letter before she visited the police officer, otherwise how would she explain it? However, it doesn't seem to be easy to explain now.
"SO?" Angela spread her hands and looked at the old man curiously.
Michael laughed, as if he knew something: "I'm very curious, this is like a gift from God, it fits my work so well, and the author is a girl, a little girl! So, I inquired a little bit. Following your news, Miss Mason, it's surprising that people you've come into contact with, including Al, say you're a genius, but they also say that you don't look like a child, that you mature earlier than your peers. I don't know how much, in some places your way of thinking is closer to an adult. I was still suspicious about this, but in my description just now, your expression and mentality are really not like a child, oh, Not exactly like a girl—don't doubt the director's observation skills, dear lady, so I think it's really amazing that you can write something like that."
Angela bit her lip, she is annoyed now, the impulse is the devil! is the devil! But why do you always have to be tempted by the devil? As soon as his head became hot, he forgot everything, he was a girl, and "The Wire" is an out-and-out man's play, how should she explain it? Do you really want people to see her as a freak
"So what's your conclusion?" Now that you are pretending, you have to bite the bullet and pretend to the end.
"There is no conclusion, after all, we have only known each other for a few minutes." Michael spread his hands and kicked the ball back.
What the hell is this guy trying to say? The little girl thought gloomily, but fortunately, her parents are not there, Jennifer and Mr. Sparrow and Michael's assistant are all outside, no one bothers...
"So, Mr. Man, what do you want to ask? My motives?" Angela said clearly.
"No no no, I'm just curious, very curious, why a cute girl like you can write such masculine words, what kind of mentality is this, I really want to know." Michael said seriously.
"You plan to collect it, maybe you can use it later?" The little girl was dumbfounded.
Michael spread his hands again, like an old urchin, but his eyes flashed from time to time. Angela scratched her face, sighed and said, "Actually, I have been precocious since I was a child, maybe I am really a genius in understanding society, so from a very young age, I felt that I was in a certain way. Much like a boy."
"for example?"
"For example, I don't like dolls, I prefer Transformers, or various models, etc. Even if I read books or movies, I like some boys to watch, like the "Godfather" series of movies, sometimes I even wish I was a boy Well, maybe then I won't have a lot of trouble." Angela sighed, raised her head and said, "Of course, I haven't told my parents about this, after all, I'm a girl, and some things can't be done too much, So I've always been a good girl..."
Having said that, she suddenly closed her mouth alertly, and she seemed to have said too much! Angela looked at Michael, and the other party looked a little full: "Then?"
She shook her head and said, "Okay, Mr. Man, you know, everyone has their own secrets, and I have the right to keep mine, and if you don't have any questions about this script, I think we can end the conversation. Now—of course, if possible, I hope that what I just said will not be revealed to my parents, okay?"
"It's really a pity." Michael said with some regret, of course he wouldn't force anything, and stood up: "Then let's go here, Miss Mason, I think I can talk to your agent about this script. Talked about it, and if you could, I would like you to have a role in this movie."
"Play a role?" Angela's face was slightly odd.
"Yes, in the movie, the police detective played by Al has an adopted daughter, and I hope you can play that role." Michael Mann said with a smile.
Sure enough, Angela secretly complained in her heart that there was only one girl in the play, but that was played by Natalie! But looking at Michael Mann's smiling face, it must be his own meaning. Did he treat himself as an observable experiment
"I think... I think I can think about it. Anyway, your script has not been completed, and there is still some time before the shooting." Angela finally did not refuse outright.
"That's it, then, I hope you don't refuse." The old man nodded.