Hollywood Road

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According to Murphy’s idea, when the chat content appears on the screen, it should also be supplemented with keyboard percussion as a voice-over. The rapid typing sound can show the urgent need of both the hero and the protagonist, and also render the urgency atmosphere, the entire chat The character has never been seen, and even the typing hand has not appeared, which can enhance the mystery of the film. In addition, the girl's murder scene at the beginning, seemingly a few lines of simple chat records, can make the viewer feel the murderous in it.

It can be said that the scene here is complementary to the opening scene of the killing scene, and it can also raise questions about whether the newly-appearing girl will be killed or escaped, or something else?

Only when you have questions can you be attracted to look at it.

During most of the busy day, Murphy and Griffith both felt tired. Paul Wilson made coffee at the right time. Several people left the workroom temporarily and sat down around a small table near the door. .

This is the suburb of Burbank. The studio is built on a small two-story building. When you go out, you can see a small terrace. Sitting on it, you can see a green landscape, which can relax your eyes on the screen for a long time.

Even Murphy has to admire that the agent ability from CAA is really excellent.

Although it was a break, several people's topics have never left work, especially Murphy, who knows his lack of ability and constantly asks Griffith for some questions.

"Jody, how can you stay sensitive to editing?"

After drinking half a cup of coffee, Murphy asked seriously, "I have always wondered how an excellent editor should maintain his state and control the rhythm of editing."

"Everyone has a different method," Griffith thought for a while, and saw Murphy's insistence on his face, and said slowly, "I can only say some of my personal experience, which may not be suitable for you."

Murphy nodded vigorously.

"Watching movies non-stop, every day I find time to watch a movie, including some very popular TV series or documentaries, and sometimes I try to shoot and produce something. Of course, these are not necessarily suitable methods, but I will find some freshness in the middle,"

Although it is not even a second-rate editor in the industry, Griffith has been in the industry for many years and has the experience that Murphy lacks. "There is another advantage to this. The film will eventually face the audience, so you must know the audience’s habit."

Hearing this, Murphy thoughtfully.

Griffith continued, "There is also to see how people in the industry do things, both in North America and Europe. Maintaining yourself must open your eyes. But I also go back to watch old movies, I think it must be. There is a balance, as well as to maintain the vigor of the movie and feel the characters in it. Maybe some movies are not how important the editing is. It may be edited invisibly, but the editor needs to pay attention to the performance of those characters."

He picked up the cup and drank the remaining coffee. Paul Wilson quickly refilled him. Like Murphy, the intern was also listening to Griffith's professional experience.

"The other thing is to observe life, usually take the subway or on the street, pay attention to what the people at the table next to say, some details are very important." Griffith held the coffee cup, feeling the temperature of the coffee, and said, "Movies Don’t put these things aside, don’t think that this is just the job of the director or the screenwriter. The editor is also very important. Like in your shot, Hailey said that girls can’t drink the drinks given by other men, and the next editing should take her personally. The scenes of pouring drinks are all common-sense existences. Only when you feel that this thing has something to do with you, will you record it in your mind..."

The sound of high heels falling from the stairs interrupted Griffith's words. Listening to the familiar rhythm, Murphy turned to look over there. A tall blond woman had already turned out of the stairs. She wears wide-brimmed sunglasses, a beige sunhat on top of her head, and her entire face with delicate makeup is covered under the long brim of the hat to avoid the harsh sunlight that is still raging this season.

Fitted professional suits, hate taller heels, even if Murphy only saw these, he knew who came.

"You guys don't work?" Carla Faith walked to the small terrace and greeted him actively, "Hi, Jody. Hi, Murphy."

"Why do you have time to come over?"

Back in Los Angeles, the two also planned to have dinner and get together on the phone, but Carla Faith was too busy after being promoted, and finally could only be invalidated. Murphy looked at her curiously, but kept talking about her. Several people from Paul Wilson gave an introduction.

"Time is almost up." Jody Griffith glanced at his watch. "We're going in."

He took the lead to leave the terrace and walk into the studio, and Paul Wilson and the three followed suit.

"What time are you there?" Carla Faith asked.

"Get off work at six." Murphy also glanced at the time, took a new cup, and poured her a cup of coffee, "If you are not in a hurry, you will have coffee first, and we will have dinner together after get off work."

Carla Faith picked up the coffee cup, sniffed it, and waved to Murphy, "Go ahead, I'll wait for you."

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Murphy announced the end of the first day of work on time. Together with Carla Faith, who was waiting outside, they went to a nearby Italian restaurant for dinner.

Sitting on the side of the dining room by the window, Carla Faith seemed to be mocking, but in fact he asked concerned, "Is the capital chain going to break?"

Swallowing the macaroni in his mouth, Murphy shrugged, "It's a pity that I let you down. Three hundred thousand dollars is enough to last until the post-production is completed."

Carla Faith raised his head and looked at Murphy in surprise, "How did you do it?"

"Make a plan," Murphy said without thinking, "Strictly implement the plan, and every link in the work must be matched like a screw on the assembly line."

"Assembly line?" Carla Faith raised an eyebrow. "I didn't expect you to realize the essence of Hollywood so quickly."

"Eh?" Murphy didn't understand what she meant. "What essence?"

"Hollywood ruined the art of cinema," said Carla Fess. "In the early days, film was still an art. The public focused on filmmakers with the eyes of Picasso and Chopin. Later, the industrial revolution rose, and everything that could be commercialized. After being commercialized again, the Mona Lisa also came out of the printing press one by one, framed and framed, bringing considerable profits to the merchants."

"So, movies have also become a profitable business, everything is just like an assembly line," Murphy took over her words, "Someone does professional market research to see what kind of movies the audience likes to pay for; there are special ones. The department writes scripts, or simply outsources; the drama, the lighting, and the set perform their duties; the sales are a bit harder, and the grandfather and grandma are asked for the release; the actors have to work hard, a crew has two or three big names, and the others Just worry about the meal plus one hundred dollars a day or not."

He changed into a weird tone, "What, do you still want to have a line? No problem, come to my room to study tonight..."