Director’s Legend

0013 【First Day Box Office】

() Luo Shan woke up from a coma, found the phone that was thrown in the coffin, and called it in turn, calling the fbi, calling the police station, calling his wife, calling his mother, calling his wife's best friend, how much I long to hear someone's voice, but what I hear is either a message, or the calm and shameless tone of the relevant department.

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

I don't know how many phone calls, the other party finally realized that Luo Shan was kidnapped, and he was in charge of the report in Iraq! I'm dying and keep me calm! "

In constant hope and constant despair, Luo Shan yelled at the police station: "I beg you, tell me you are saving me!"

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

In order to encourage Luo Shan to remain calm, the other party 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 would take a look at these four words. Then gave birth to a shred of hope, waiting for rescue.

The plot of the movie was undoubtedly very successful. Shao Shuaijun couldn't bear to watch the movie theater clock. There were not many people, and many people were staring at the big screen intently. A few young couples who had sex also calmed down and concentrated on the movie. Of course, Shao Shuaijun could also hear a lot of whispers, discussing the unreasonable things in the movie.

For example, the gas in the lighter has not finished burning for an hour, it was short of oxygen at the beginning, and it is still not suffocating, and the battery of the large-screen copycat phone is also a little too high, etc. These unreasonable things, Shao Shuaijun knew very well, without these unreasonable things, Luo Shan would have died in the coffin a long time ago, and even made a shitty movie.

Grasp the key points of the shooting, and the side details can be ignored.

With a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, Shao Shuaijun knew that the 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 movie.

Ninety minutes passed in a flash, the coffin was cracked, and the sand kept pouring in. On the phone, the Chinese~army was rescued, and the contact kept encouraging 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, with a smile on 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 in his ears, 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!

"Back off, everyone back off."

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

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

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

Just when everyone thought that Luo Shan was saved, the screen changed, and Luo Shan was still lying quietly in the coffin, the mobile phone beside his head flickered, and his gaze was pressed against the coffin board, the gap could no longer be blocked Yes, the sand keeps falling. Everything just now was just an illusion of Luo Shan's weakness.

In the movie theater, there were sighs.

In the picture, Luo Shan fantasized for a while, and then he connected the phone. The good news came that the Zhengfu army had 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 end of the phone.

The sand 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... Dig quickly, I'm about to be filled..."

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

"Hold on, we see you..."

"hurry up."

"It's here, get out of the way..."

"hurry up."

"Quick..."

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

"What's wrong?" Luo Shan shouted.

"My God, I'm so sorry, Luo Shan."

"What's wrong!"

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

A piece of sad music played, the flashlight in the picture flickered, Luo Shan's face was pressed against the top of the coffin, the sand buried the entire space, and the last ray of light went out. The darkness occupied the screen, and the voice-over "I'm sorry, Luo Shan, I'm sorry" came softly.

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

Clap clap!

Not intense, but vigorous applause sounded, and most of the audience applauded, "Buried Alive" was a success.

Shao Shuaijun and his party left the cinema in a hurry and stood under the street lamp. Xu Zheng patted Shao Shuaijun's shoulder with a smile: "Director Shao, congratulations, this is a rare good movie."

"Thanks."

"This movie is absolutely a miracle. Such a good movie can be made with such a small budget, nothing to say! Top!" Guo Tao raised his thumb.

"Director, Gong Xi Fa Cai." Sun Ning and Gu Xuan said with a smile.

A burst of compliments made Shao Shuaijun a little bit flattered. The movie in his previous life was a big hit, and the congratulatory ones were all the directors, so he was envious from the sidelines. As a director, this feeling should not be too wonderful. However, Shao Shuaijun, who has experienced the story, restrained his emotions very well, and said modestly: "The current reaction is so-so, and it depends on the box office statistics. Coupled with the follow-up DVD income, Huayi Brothers will not lose money, and I will be satisfied."

"Don't worry, according to tonight's reaction, most of the audience agree. Judging from my experience, "Buried Alive" has great potential. If you dig it out, 10 million box office is not a big problem. The key is this kind of The movie has profound connotations and won’t cause aesthetic fatigue, so it’s very suitable to buy a DVD and go home and enjoy it slowly. Mr. Wang probably should have some fun now, haha.”

We had a supper at the restaurant, got to know each other, and dispersed in the middle of the night.

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

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