The Greatest Showman

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"I had a daughter once. She was playing hide and seek in kindergarten that year, she slipped and hit her head and left."

An understatement, no ups and downs, no thrilling, no stormy waves, but it completely outlines the inner surging and forbearance, and the loneliness and loneliness hidden in the bones curl like smoke in the abrupt ending.

Alex bit his gums lightly, unable to see the movement, he could only vaguely capture the tightness of his cheek muscles, the pain and despair in his heart. The wound that she once thought was gradually healed, but never really healed, she lowered her eyes and tried to hide her embarrassment, but it was in vain.

Under the lightly trembling eyelashes, a strong bitterness leaked out, and in the end, he could only smack his lips tightly, and exaggeratedly raised a big smile, but it fell apart before it could bloom, and disappeared completely in an instant.

Until now, she finally accepted this reality, the reality that she was completely alone; the reality that she couldn't find the motivation to continue living.

"If she was still alive, she would be seven years old this year." Alex said almost in a breath, the light words were like the reflection of a butterfly flying in the sun, and a breeze shattered into countless shadows.

In an instant, Alex lowered his eyes in embarrassment, because in Ryan's eyes, she saw herself, her truest self, her long-lost self, the deep sadness that surged in an instant, almost almost. Devour her, completely defenseless.

But only for a moment.

Because, now there is no time, she has no time, and Ryan has no time.

So, raising his eyes again, Alex looked at Ryan again, exhaled softly, and whispered, "Ryan, try hard, just... try hard. (try...just-try). "

Then, her left hand touched the buckle, only to see Ryan's eyes stretched out with a mighty despair and fear, and the helpless look made Iceberg's mask melt and disintegrate, even if he didn't say a word , but the meaning couldn't be clearer.

It's a pity that Alex couldn't agree, she twitched the corners of her mouth, "It's not up to you to decide, and it's not up to me either."

Ryan shook his head gently and kept shaking his head. There was even a hint of pleading deep in his eyes. His fingers were shrinking hard, trying to use the remaining power to fight against the oppression of the entire universe. But at this moment, it burst out with grandeur and vastness.

Alex knew that Ryan would not give up easily, he would not give up her easily, nor would he give up easily.

Then, Alex opened the buckle like this, and under Ryan's watch, he released the buckle, and Ryan's slightly trembling voice came from his ear, "Alix."

It was just the call of a name, but it seemed to pour the weight of the soul. It was so heavy that the fingertips began to tremble slightly, which made Alex's eyes begin to tremble slightly, and in the hazy tears, Alex With a big smile, he said firmly, "You'll go back, Ryan. You will."

Then, taking a deep breath, Alex let go of his right hand without waiting for Ryan to speak again.

Slowly, the whole person slowly moved away from Ryan, and the rope that was still floating in the air could be seen in the sight, as if the source of life, and then drifted away. In the sight, the light in Ryan's eyes is getting weaker and weaker, and the pain after despair is tearing the soul bit by bit. This is a grand destruction, almost destroying all the defense lines of Alex.

But, this is the end. she knows.

"..." A bursting voice echoed in his mouth, and Ryan fell into a deep despair, holding the rope tightly with both hands, and before he even had time to exert force, the rope began to bounce back under the reaction force, At the same time, after losing the weight, Ryan slowly began to step back.

It was a "no", but before it had time to form a syllable, it completely disappeared on the tip of the tongue. In the end, it just opened his mouth silently and stared blankly at Ryan getting further and further away.

The rope in his hand was loosened like this and floated in the air, but Ryan's hands turned into a strange shape because of too much force and could not recover; The distance between them is getting bigger and bigger.

After the parachute rope wrapped around the ankle lost its restraint, it fell off completely, but under the reaction force of the moment when Alex's drag force disappeared, Ryan quickly slid to the space station.

"I've got you, I've got you, I've got you." Ryan just kept talking in a low voice, his brain completely lost his ability to think, and fell into a state of distress and stiffness, staring intently. Alex, it seemed that in the blink of an eye, Alex had become the size of a palm, and gradually disappeared into a chaotic shimmer.

That shattered despair, along with Alex's disappearance, dragged everyone in the studio little by little, sliding into the dark abyss.

Alex undid the buckle and walked away like that. In the boundless darkness, Ryan tried to open his eyes wide, trying to see a little more clearly, a little more clearly, to capture the figure of Alex, but the focus was quickly lost in the low light, the dazed and The panic slowly swept away from the depths of my heart, and finally turned into a cloud of mist that quietly dispersed.

Not angry roars, not painful struggles, not outbursts of despair, but dazed calm.

The shock brought by this calm has grown exponentially, and in those eyes, a life has disappeared, and the whole world has collapsed.

In those dark brown eyes, he slowly outlined the sadness at the end of despair, and the breath of life dissipated little by little, as if it had just melted into the void and nothingness of the universe.

Quiet, everything is quiet, as if the sky is cracking, the mountains are rippling, the earth is shaking, the world has fallen apart, but no sound can be heard.

That kind of shock, that kind of shock, that kind of shock, directly penetrated the eyes and brain, and burst out in the depths of the soul, and even captured the process of the light gradually dimmed in the pair of pupils. Trembling, and caught off guard, tears wet the faces of every bystander, but they forgot to raise their hands to hide their embarrassment.

The whole studio was silent, silent.

"I got you."

The whispered whispers kept repeating the same sentence, full of unbelievable denial and despair falling into the abyss, hidden in a daze, slowly falling, helpless and distressed, lost and hopeless The measures, and finally completely disappeared between the lips and teeth, leaving only meaningless murmurs.

There was no turbulence, but all the vicissitudes and complications between life and death were exhausted, and the defense line of everyone present was instantly defeated, bringing profound insights and echoes beyond visual language and line texts. Before realizing it, tears came. blurred vision.

Because the life and death of Ryan and Alex are intertwined, and because in the juncture of life and death, two lonely souls are trying to warm each other, and finally found each other at the end of despair in the ends of the earth, but they have not had time to savor, cruelty The reality has already been decided early on.

If there is no gathering, you must be born and separate; if there is no warmth, you must die. What is even more cruel is that they must use a self-sacrifice method to achieve the other side's lifeline. The cold and cruel reality bursts out in the vast universe with a magnificent and majestic powerful momentum, which reflects the insignificance of human beings in space. and humble.

All of them, through the performances of Renly and Rooney, poured out heartily, like a downpour, without leaving any breathing space, and brought a baptism of souls almost without any defense. .

In the 75-second performance, the eyes are intertwined, the language is back and forth, and the emotions are mixed, but it projects a completely different ideological aftertaste on each person, which is simple and powerful, and has endless aftertastes!

This is the power of the script, the power of the performance, and the power of the universe.

What's even more amazing is that a seemingly simple and ordinary scene, but under the control of the director, integrates actors, photography, lighting and script into one, bursting out ten times the energy. Of course, the most important thing is definitely the performance of the two actors, which really brings the art of performance and the art of film into full play.

At the end of the scene, the camera switched from Ryan's eyes to Ryan's body. The limbs that were floating in nothingness and the figure that gradually lost strength in the state of no gravity in space were outlined from the inside out with just a few strokes. Out of a state of despair and daze, he slammed into every audience on the set fiercely and fiercely.

If the previous performance was to shrink and shrink again, a series of close-ups zoomed in and focused, and put all emotions under the microscope; then the current performance is to expand and expand again, giving up eyes and expressions, giving up lines and The body is just a contrast between the grand background and the small body, and the emotional elaboration and the continuity of the aftertaste are completed through simple body language.

The foundation of the performance has been magnified to the extreme at this moment, and all language has become pale and powerless. Only by witnessing it with your own eyes can you feel the turbulence. There was no sound at all, but there was a thunderous echo in the depths of the soul. Listening to the shock and vastness of the thunder in the silence, everyone couldn't help but want to crawl to the ground to express their sincerity.

Twist, wiggle.

"Clap! Clap!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound of applause and clapping cut in abruptly, destroying the silence of the studio, but also the state of the performance, and even interrupted the shooting process, and the quiet atmosphere of the entire studio began to ripple.

Such an unprofessional attitude would be a disaster for any crew.

Who, who is it? Which idiot is that?

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