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"What?" Donald fell into Lance's trap, taking such small steps that he didn't realize it at all, and his thoughts followed Lance's words. Listening to Lance's words, Donald felt that his brain couldn't turn around for a while, so he frowned subconsciously and made a sound in surprise.

Lance's eyebrows suddenly burst out with unparalleled enthusiasm, firmly grasping all of Donald's attention, "I am preparing to put Paul Lince's novel 'City of God' on the big screen, I hope It can fully restore the truth and cruelty in the original novel, fully present the City of God to all audiences, and fully present the changes and reforms in Brazil in the past forty years. It is similar to the combination of documentary and prose way, to tell the story of the city of God in the way of romance.”

Speaking of this, Lance paused slightly to give Donald a moment to calm down, and then continued, "After the audience has watched the movie, everyone will have their own answer to the same question in their hearts: why? What about the City of God?"

Donald's rough eyebrows were knotted, his eyes were full of thoughts, and he was lost in his own thinking. Lance slowed down his speech a little, and continued unhurriedly, "I have always believed that if you want to solve a problem, you must first be aware of the problem. So, if this movie can give people a chance to think, then Even if it succeeds."

After going around in a small circle, he finally got back to the topic, and Donald also understood. He looked at Lance rather confusedly, "So, you want to shoot a movie about the City of God?" "City of God ", this novel caused a sensation after it was published, and Donald had also read it before, and he immediately understood all the foreshadowing of Lance just now.

Lance nodded in confirmation, but Donald shook his head and repeated the same question again, "I mean, you want to make a movie about the City of God?"

Lance couldn't help but chuckled, and nodded again, "Yes, Donald, I intend to tell the story of the City of God, not the story of a specific character in it."

"City of God" is a very lively story. The main characters in the story are full and real. It is no exaggeration to say that a biographical movie can be shot if each character is taken out individually. And absolutely fantastic.

If they follow the line of Hollywood production companies, they will inevitably tell a thrilling story with a certain character as the core, and return to the flash or sublimation of human nature at the end, thus arousing ideological resonance. It's not that this approach is bad, on the contrary, Hollywood has dedicated many wonderful works in a similar way, and almost most of the biographies follow this line.

But this route is not suitable for "City of God". Because this is not a story about a specific person, there is only one protagonist in this movie, and that is this slum called the City of God; the core idea of ​​this movie is not just one person, but the entire region, the entire group , or even a split era. This is a movie about cities, typical and not typical.

Adapting "City of Gods" the Hollywood way might not ruin the story, but it's enough to bring it down two notches, at least! That's why Donald had this question, and Lance had this answer.

After getting an affirmative answer, Donald didn't speak or move. Instead, he supported his chin with his right hand and fell into deep thought again, and Lance didn't interrupt him. For a moment, a harmonious silence fell between the two of them.

The curling coffee aroma dissipated little by little, and the hot coffee in the cup gradually cooled down. Donald finally raised his eyes, and looked at Lance with some confusion. He could sense the young man's ambition from Lance's words. "City of God" is not only a movie about slums, but also a movie about the slums. Movies about the current situation in Brazil, about the problems left over from Brazil's history, etc.

If the movie can be completed well, Donald can already predict the impact on the whole of Brazil, even stronger and more violent than "City of Gods" when it was published.

"Do you know how huge, how difficult, and how dangerous this project is?" Donald finally broke the silence, but he no longer had the previous comfort and laziness, replaced by the solemnity between his brows.

"No, I don't know." Lance's answer was so unexpected that Donald choked. Donald was going to refute Lance at first, but now his mouthful of words got stuck in his throat, which made Donald stare at Lance in astonishment—he couldn't hide his emotions at all.

Lance didn't seem to notice the change in Donald, and said sincerely, "Donald, I've read the original novel, but that doesn't mean I've become a Brazilian. That's why I need you. "Lance didn't make a detour this time, and expressed his true thoughts frankly.

This eased the stuffy feeling in Donald's chest, and he looked at Lance with deep eyes, and gradually fell into thinking.

"All I know about the City of God comes from novels. Even though I personally went to the City of God for a few months, it is still one-sided. For Rio de Janeiro, I am just a passer-by. Therefore, I It should be said that I know how huge, how difficult, and how dangerous this project is, but I don’t know enough.” Lance did not blindly be strong, but bravely exposed all his shortcomings, and then Once gave Donald the chance to gain the upper hand, "It's as if the Brazilian people thought they knew enough about the City of God before they read 'City of God', but they sneered at the cruelty of reality."

Donald looked seriously at Lance in front of him, focused and dedicated, sincere and wise, and people couldn't help but look away, "Do you know that it is impossible to film in the City of God? Your photography equipment only needs Put it on the side of the road for three minutes, it only takes three minutes, and you will be robbed; your crew members drive into the area, and immediately a large group of hooligans with guns will rush up and rob you all ; You don’t even have time to shout to start filming, someone will come and destroy the set..."

Speaking of the latter, Donald's emotions were a little out of control. He was more aware of the horror of the City of God than anyone else, just like an ogre. At the end, Donald's words came to an abrupt end, the fist of his right hand was tightened suddenly, and the nails pierced into the tender flesh of the palm bit by bit.

Lance didn't interrupt Donald's words, but just listened carefully. The deep gaze made Donald feel a little uncomfortable, and finally turned his head in embarrassment, scratching his head depressedly, but he couldn't vent his boredom.

Seeing Donald like this, Lance said again, "So I need your help. I need you to tell me what can and cannot be done; I need you to tell me who needs special management, Who needs to take a detour..." At this point, Lang paused, and sincerely called out, "Donald."

But Donald didn't turn his head around, so Lance had to raise his voice a little bit, and shouted again sincerely, "Donald." The voice made Donald turn his head helplessly, facing Lance's face with some annoyance and depression. Sight, "I want to make a great work, I want to make 'City of God' a classic, I want to make this work really achieve something. So, I need your help!"

"I'm an American, an American who doesn't know anything about Brazil. Without your help, this movie, this novel would be just a joke. But I know that you also want 'City of Gods' to be on the stage." Big screen, being able to do something, maybe we don't even know what the outcome is going to be, whether Brazil will get better, whether the City of God will change...but at least I know, I want to do something." Lance's words Obviously began to speed up, and gradually burst into a threatening momentum, pressing on step by step, "So what about you?"

Donald wriggled his mouth, trying to say something, or to refute something, but he couldn't say anything. Because in the back of his mind, Donald knew, Lance was right.

After "City of God" was published, some people mentioned the matter of adapting the novel, but this work was considered too difficult by many people, not only because the city of God in real life is intricate and difficult for those political forces to compromise ; more because of the cruelty and bloodiness of the novel, the magnificence and depth of the novel~www.wuxiahere.com~ It is difficult to express through the lens of a movie.

But looking at Lance in front of him, Donald recalled his first impression when he first entered the coffee shop, and recalled their cooperation to bring "Central Station" to the United States. For the first time, he had such an idea—a ridiculous idea , Maybe, Lance can really succeed.

There are so many ridiculous places that Donald himself is powerless to complain: first, Lance is an American, he is not even a Latin American; second, Lance is only thirty years old, really Too young, "City of God" was a hormonally ruled teenager at the time of "City of God"; again, if he remembers correctly, Lance left Diorama Pictures not long ago, though without causing The attention of the public, but the rumors in the circle are not a secret, that is to say, Lance is now a loner with nothing...

But the most absurd thing is that even so, Donald just believes that Lance can succeed. Looking at those eyes, the fragility that seems to be broken at the slightest touch is hidden behind the vicissitudes of life and dignified azure blue, and the indescribable and unbelievable sense of trust invades.

Donald himself thought it was a little funny, so he couldn't help chuckling lightly. Raising his head again, Donald looked deeply into Lance's eyes. Lance met his gaze unswervingly without any hesitation. Donald let out a long breath and shook his head, as if he couldn't believe it. He actually made such a decision, but... he still said, "Give me the script first."

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