muscle actor

Chapter 325

The first scene is in the knife-making workshop. Ding Cheng is shirtless, holding a red knife embryo in his left hand, and raising a hammer in his right hand, smashing it hard!

a bit……

twice...

three times...

sparks fly,

Sweat makes the muscles full of visual impact!

This time I obviously feel that Old Monster Xu is not taking the usual path. It is different from the freehand brushwork of traditional martial arts movies. Your death is the chaos of my death.

The rivers and lakes have unexpectedly become a hodgepodge, there are no real masters, it's just a crazy world where everyone eats their own food, knife fields, hunters, horse thieves, killers...

On the contrary, the low-level atmosphere makes the story very strange.People are struggling to survive, fighting and turmoil, full of brutal blood, hanging upside down, bullying the weak, and even skinning for public display, full of male hormones everywhere.

Compared with Mr. Xu's previous classics, it seems particularly alternative and rude.There is no national righteousness of "Huang Feihong", no free and easy "A Laugh from the Sea", nor the soul-stirring dominance of "Invincible in the East", nor the charming and itching of "Green Snake".

Jianghu is not an emotional story of a young hero in white clothes and a lady in colorful clothes. It is a group of relatively low-level people in the society, who do not have high cultural literacy, and take up their livelihoods for their own lives.

It is a general term for a working group. Unlike swordsmen, swordsmen are more heroic, powerful, more masculine, and more primitive human desires.

Desperate for ambition, power, self-recognition...

"I just want to tell the audience..."

After the first day of filming, Mr. Xu looked at Ding Cheng, who was covered in sweat, and said seriously: "This is how the world is fucked. No one will empathize with your pain except yourself!"

"The bystanders didn't come up to make up a knife, which is regarded as the great virtue of the ancestors. If you eat a few more shit and urine, and then get chopped a few times by others, this is the world."

Ding Cheng gave a thumbs up, you old man is really back to basics this time!
"It can't be helped, the past two years have not been easy for him!" Back at the hotel, chatting with Xiong Xinxin, Gui Jiaoqi is a witness.

"Nowadays, audiences have high requirements. Not only do they like shocking big scenes and all kinds of top special effects, but they also fucking want to see exciting plots?"

"The director is not a god!"

Ding Cheng smiled and said nothing, his words were unpleasant, his shit was unpalatable, who has an easy life these days?

"You know the special effects, it burns a lot of money..."

"In addition to those so-called small fresh meats, each one is more expensive than the other, and it really makes the filming of each one more expensive!"

"Miscellaneous investment of more than [-] million, box office without [-] to [-] million is considered nonsense, what do you think?"

Gui Jiao Qi's cultural level is not high, but his words are rough and rational. A few words verify the sad history of Old Monster Xu in recent years.

I don't know why, but when I get old, I am obsessed with special effects shots?

For other directors, it is normal to like to show off skills when you are young, and there is nothing wrong with pursuing novelty.

People who live to be nearly seventy have never seen any big storms and waves. In my opinion, it is a good time to wash away all the lead and return to the original.

Shoot something with depth,

have social significance,
Are works that dig into human nature bad?

The reason why I took this work is because I want to cooperate with Mr. Xu, and because of the script, if it is really the Di Renjie series...

Just stay where it's cool!

This work is not so much a martial arts Jianghu, but a movie about searching.

It is divided into two lines: one is the protagonist Ding'an's search for his own identity; the other is the heroine Xiao Ling's search for the missing Ding'an, or the search for love.

The two things of looking for others and looking for oneself are intertwined. What they both look for is the most important thing to themselves. This story actually revolves around two questions:

who am I?
Where is he?

Tsui Hark deliberately blurred time and space in this movie. It roughly took place in the northwest desert during the cold weapon era. The government was beyond the reach of the government. Gangsters and knights competed with each other. The knife is a symbol of strength and a guarantee of survival. It is full of desire and Bloody, there is a kind of cruelty that people cannot avoid.

The director wanted to present a delirious nightmare, bringing lingering uneasiness and tremors.Through violently shaking shots, rapid push and pull and editing, the hysterical state of the characters conveys a certain kind of anxiety.

"Are you crazy?"

"They are horse thieves!"

"A beast that kills without batting an eye!"

Facing the master who raised him since childhood, Ding Cheng felt so ridiculous for the first time, why should he practice martial arts?

Why cast a knife?

Why live in this world?

The tranquility that had been deliberately created for more than 20 years was instantly broken. The cruelty outside is cannibalism.

Hold the knife in your hand!

Especially when he finally knew his own life experience, he realized that Jianghu is a place for buying and selling, the buying and selling of things, the buying and selling of money, and the buying and selling of blood debts and grievances.

"too slow!"

"Your knife is too slow!"

"hurry up!"

"Hurry up!"

Xiong Xinxin is covered with tattoos, and her whole person is weird. The two scimitars are extremely sharp, like a meat grinder, harvesting human lives wantonly!

"No!"

Facing such a master, Ding Cheng was covered in blood, watching his companions being slaughtered with a ferocious face...

Witnessing the bloody battle of the master who is like a father...

Watching brothers fall in a pool of blood one by one...

bristle,

Shouting and raising the broken knife in his hand,

Rush towards the mighty Horse Thief Dragon!
"Hahaha……"

"Is this your knife?"

"slow!"

"Why so slow?"

"come!"

"Don't you want revenge?"

"Stand up!"

Xiong Xinxin looked at Ding Cheng, who was lying on the ground, mad like a cat catching a mouse. Watching the prey being driven to a corner by him little by little, this kind of pleasure is unstoppable.

Ding Cheng's eyes were red, and he stared at the enemy in front of him. After several struggles, he couldn't stand up. His body had reached its limit, and what supported him was only his blood.

There is a blur in front of my eyes, all the conflicts and fights, will everything be carried out and ended in the dark?
Do not!
Master can't die in vain!

Brother's blood cannot be shed in vain!

I must stand up,

Even if you die,
And die with them too!
(End of this chapter)