Director’s Legend

Luo Shan woke up from a coma and found the phone number that was lost in the coffin. He called in turn, calling the FBI, the police station, the wife, the mother, and the wife’s girlfriend. How eager to hear A person’s voice, but what I heard was not a message, or the calm and unspeakable tone of the relevant department.

Especially when I just woke up, I didn't know what happened, and the tone of the call was not good enough, so I was hung up. Then he slowly sorted out the complete information over the phone. During a transport, his convoy was attacked by kidnappers, and he and several truck drivers were kidnapped.

I don’t know how many phone calls I made, but the other side finally realized that Luo Shan was kidnapped. The American operator in Taichung, who was in charge of the Iraqi police station, had a calm tone: “Luo Shan, you have to keep calm, you don’t need to yell at me sir.”

"Fuck! Fuck! I'm going to die and keep me calm!"

In constant hope and constant despair, Luo Shan shouted at the alarm station: "Please, tell me you are saving me!"

There was a pause and a standard Mandarin spoken: "Yes, we are saving you... Also... please don't tell the media."

In order to encourage Luo Shan to stay calm, the other side also told Luo Shan that they had successfully rescued another truck driver, American Mark White. Luo Shan wrote Mark White's name on the coffin board, and whenever he was desperate, he glanced at these four words. Then she gave birth to hope and waited for rescue.

The plot of the movie was undoubtedly very successful. Shao Shuaijun couldn't stand it when he saw the clock in the cinema. There were not a few. Many people stared at the big screen intently. Several flirting couples also calmed down and concentrated on the movie. Of course, Shao Shuaijun can also hear a lot of whispers, discussing the irrationality in the movie.

For example, the gas of a lighter burned for an hour before it burned out, and it was hypoxic at the beginning, and it hasn't been suffocating until now, and the power of the large-screen copycat is a little too high, and so on. These are unreasonable, Shao Shuaijun knows very well, without these unreasonable, Luo Shan would have died in the coffin a long time ago, and even a fart movie.

Grasping the focus of the shooting, the minor details can be ignored.

With a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, Shao Shuaijun knew that this movie was a success. This is not 2010, this is 2004. The film market is hungry, and the quality of domestic films has not improved much. "Buried alive" may not be a big deal in later generations, but at this time, it is really a fascinating film.

Ninety minutes passed, the coffin cracked, sand was constantly pouring in, while on the phone, the Chinese ~ army was rescuing, and the contact continued to encourage Luo Shan to hold on for a while, three minutes, no, two minutes later, The coffin is about to be dug. Luo Shan covered the gap, smiling at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the top of the coffin, the light is getting brighter and brighter, and there seems to be noisy human voices, the roar of helicopters, the sound of shovel digging, and anxious conversations, all of which herald the arrival of rescue, and he will See you again!

"Go away, everyone goes away."

"The hostages are found, the hostages are found."

"How are you, talk to me. Luo Shan, how are you?"

White light occupies the entire screen, Luo Shan's face is blurred into several lines, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is so brilliant. All these sounds are like shots that often appear in blockbuster movies. The protagonist is successful, the police arrive, and the crowd is crowded...

Just when everyone thought Luo Shan was saved, Luo Shan was still lying quietly in the coffin as soon as everyone thought Luo Shan was saved. The phone on his head flashed and flashed, and his eyes were fixed on the coffin board, and the gap could not be blocked. The sand kept falling. Everything just now was just an illusion under Luo Shan's weakness.

In the cinema, there were sighs.

In the picture, Luo Shan fantasized for a while before connecting to the phone. The good news came. The government army caught a kidnapper, asked where the coffin was buried, and rushed to rescue him. And his wife also knew all this and kept encouraging Luo Shan on the other side of the phone.

The sand was buried more and more, and most of Luo Shan's body was buried.

The contact person on the phone said loudly: "We are here, we are on top of you... Oh, we saw the coffin, Luo Shan..."

"I can't hear you, where are you...hurry up and dig, I'm about to be filled..."

The picture kept shaking, and the sand in the coffin made Luo Shan only half of his face exposed.

"Hold on, we saw you..."

"hurry up."

"When you get there, get out of the way..."

"Faster."

"Quick..."

Luo Shan had only half of his face left, and he was short of breath. On the other side of the phone, the rescue team seemed to have dug the coffin, and then sighed: "Oh, my God..."

"What's the matter?" Luo Shan screamed.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry, Luo Shan."

"what's happenin!"

"It's Mark White... This is where Mark White was buried alive... My God, my God, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

A piece of sad music sounded, the flashlight in the picture turned on and off, Luo Shan's face was attached to the top of the coffin, the sand buried the entire space, and the last ray of light went out. Darkness occupied the screen, and the voice-over "Sorry, Luo Shan, I'm sorry" came softly.

Afterwards, the five characters of "Shao Shuaijun's Works" were printed on the screen, and the movie ended.

Happiness!

Not fierce, but vigorous applause rang out, most of the audience applauded, "Buried Alive" was a success.

Shao Shuaijun and his party hurriedly left the cinema and stood under the streetlight. Xu Di smiled and patted Shao Shuaijun on the shoulder: "Director Shao, congratulations, this is a rare good movie."

"Thank you."

"This movie is definitely a miracle. It's nothing to make such a good movie at a small cost! Top!" Guo Tao raised his thumb.

"Director, congratulations on getting rich." Sun Ning and Gu Xuan said with a smile.

A wave of compliments made Shao Shuaijun a little ecstatic. His previous movies were selling big. Congratulations were all the directors. He was envious on the side. As a director, this kind of feeling should not be too wonderful. However, Shao Shuaijun, who has experienced the story, restrained his emotions well, and said modestly: "The current reaction is so-so. It depends on the box office statistics. This movie has a small number of films and can win 5 million box office. In addition to the follow-up DVD income, I am satisfied that Huayi Brothers will not lose money."

"Don't worry. According to the reaction tonight, most of the audience recognized it. Judging from my experience, "Buried Alive" has great potential. If you dig a bit, 10 million box office is not a big problem. The key is this This kind of movie has a deep connotation and will not cause aesthetic fatigue. It is very suitable for buying DVDs and enjoying them slowly. Mr. Wang now thinks it's time to have fun, haha."

Everyone had a supper in the restaurant. After getting to know each other, they left in the middle of the night.

The next day, Zhao Cheng called early in the morning, and the box office statistics on the first day of "Buried Alive" came out.