Hollywood Road

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Los Angeles in the early morning is rare to make people feel cool, Daisy walked into the theater with a straight face, came to the counter, looked up at the schedule, and took out a ten-dollar sheet.

"Saw!" she said directly, "A ticket, thank you!"

After getting the movie ticket, Daisy walked towards the screening hall. In order to find the theater where "Chain Saw" was shown, she spent a lot of effort. This is mainly because of the information she saw on the Internet a few days ago Interest was aroused, and after looking up the film information, I saw the name Murphy Stanton, and I remembered the very interesting castration film at the Saint Denis Film Festival, and I couldn't wait to see such an interesting director. What kind of movie do you make.

On Long Island, New York, Luis Gonzalez is already sitting in the theater, surrounded by members of his small group, many people are talking about how is this film going? Is it a surprise like the pictures on the Internet, or is it a horror movie that only shows blood?

After the movie started, they found that the movie was different from the pictures seen on the Internet. This difference did not mean that the movie was bad, on the contrary, it was more terrifying and interesting than just watching the movie.

"I want to play a game with you..."

Behind these words is the ultimate torture, and these tortures are not unreasonable, but a plausible test. What the man behind the scenes said is obviously unreasonable, but combined with gratitude for life and cherishing freedom Waiting for the topic, it just sounds reasonable.

An obese man is crawling in the labyrinth of the barbed cage. The sharp wires continue to pass through the thick fat and penetrate into the body. The fat man howls like a fat pig that has been slaughtered, dripping blood and blooming wounds. , Even the people sitting in the theater felt chills, but the fat man could only continue to drill forward in order to survive, until he could no longer move, hanging on the sharp barbed wire like a steak waiting to be grilled.

The camera flashed and returned to the perspective of several police officers. Flies flew around the iron cage. The fat man hanging on the barbed wire seemed to be drained of blood, and his skin and wounds showed a weird and terrifying look. White……

Daisy covered her mouth despite not being in close-up, and several people nearby made similar gestures.

There were not many audiences in the movie theater where she was, only a dozen or so people. They were obviously frightened by the unscrupulous blood and horrific killing methods.

Two people were caught and asked to cut their flesh and weigh it. The lighter one would be drilled to death with an electric drill...

Although these are novel, they are the techniques of traditional plasma horror films, which can stimulate Luis Gonzalez's eyeballs.

But what surprised him even more was that these were not killings for the sake of killing like in traditional horror films.

"Most people live without knowing gratitude..."

These reasons sound so lofty, as if he set up these ingenious murder traps for the sake of the victim.

Although the suspense of the film and the setup and identity of the black hand behind the scenes interested Daisy, she still couldn't help turning her head around some bloody scenes. When a victim chopped off his left hand and put it on a scale for weighing , she clearly saw that the two boys on the left were frightened and cried.

"It's...too scary..." A boy was trembling.

Another boy wiped his tears, "This director must be a pervert, he is really perverted!"

When they said that, their bodies were frightened and they reacted instinctively, but their eyes were fixed on the screen, and they just didn't want to leave.

The two girls on the left of Daisy who are about the same age seem to be much more courageous. They put popcorn in their mouths and watched the broken stomach and bloody hand on the screen, eating with relish.

"Um...um...not bad..." One of them was still muttering, "I haven't seen such a cool movie for a long time."

The horror and blood in the eyes of others is like a delicious condiment for a meal in her eyes.

Both girls watched with great interest, but the sound of eating popcorn and unconsciously making comments had already affected other people.

A man in his forties on the other side probably endured it for a while, and finally couldn't help but said, "Can I be quiet?"

If it was another movie, talking would be fine, this movie is so exciting, the atmosphere of suspense and tension is so strong, suddenly popcorn eating and talking are inserted, it is simply too unpleasant, too ruining the atmosphere of watching the movie!

Such an excellent film must have a good viewing environment!

One girl wanted to refute, but the other girl gave her a hand and pointed to the video on the screen. The girl shut her mouth obediently, for the sake of this video, she endured it!

There is nothing more important than watching this movie right now!

In the theater on Long Island, there were no more than two dozen spectators, half of whom belonged to Luis Gonzalez's small group, and their performances were different.

Luis Gonzalez's face was full of excitement, an excellent plasma horror film made of logic and suspense, which brought him great enjoyment, and most importantly, he also discovered that all those who were punished by the jigsaw All white!

Yes, all white people! It's all those damn white people! The inexplicable happiness in Luis Gonzalez's heart can only be understood by himself.

The tall and thin black man on his left was wiping the cold sweat on his forehead with a tissue. His black face seemed to have turned white a lot, at least he could be seen directly in the dark.

The fat man on the right started from the thorn cage maze, and he pressed his stomach with his hands, as if he was the one who was pierced and leaked gastric juice.

The person next to him was drinking water non-stop. He not only drank his own bottle, but also drank two-thirds of the fat man's oversized bottle. This was obviously too nervous. As for the reason for the nervousness, even I don't even know it's a movie being shown on the screen.

"Who is the murderer behind the scenes?"

Halfway through the film, Luis Gonzalez unconsciously asked the question in his heart, and the fat man next to him said, "I think it's the nurse from the hospital."

The thin black man on the other side disagreed, "I think it might be directed by the doctor himself."

The drinker put down the bottle and swallowed hard, probably because he was too nervous, and stammered, "Ah...Ah...Amanda, her...her...test...is too simple, And...not fatal."

Everyone guessed everything, but no one thought about the suicide lying on the floor of the secret room.

This is not just people's inertial thinking, it is also related to the film lens, just like when shooting, when the panorama of the secret room appears, it always highlights James Franco's doctor and Seth Rogen's candid photographer, blurring Suicide in the background.

In fact, this is a shooting technique that uses the lens to guide the audience's thinking.

In a movie theater near Columbia University, Kara Firth pinned her blond hair behind her ears. When she saw the massacre scene on the screen again, she simply turned her eyes around. She is not a fan of horror movies, so she can spare time to come here. Just because it was a movie directed by my friend.

Although she doesn't like it, as a media worker, she has her own judgment on the film. Except for the large amount of plasma and the perverted killing method that made her sick, the suspense and the theoretical logic of the behind-the-scenes are quite good, which is better than that film. Hard Candy, which is purely a gimmick, is so much better.

The latter, in particular, has formed its own set of theories, with some religious overtones.

Will this film be a success? In fact, this is what Kara Firth cares most about.

She knew Murphy well, and knew that the success he wanted at this stage was mainly in the commercial aspect. In other words, it was the box office.

Since sitting here, Kara Firth has been observing the audience around him. Maybe it’s because people who can walk into the theater to watch this kind of movie should like horror movies, or maybe it’s because the movie itself is really exciting and beautiful. It's been 60 minutes, and no one left the stage early.

On the contrary, almost everyone she could see was watching the film attentively.

It's hard to say about other aspects. Isn't it a good sign to attract the audience to watch it with gusto?

"Look, the murderer is indeed the nurse!"

In the screening room on Long Island, the fat man stared at the person who showed his true face for the first time in front of the monitor and said, "I guessed right! This movie is still an old routine."

The rest of the people didn't speak, and Luis Gonzalez also felt that Fatty's path made sense. The suspense in the front of the film was so well set, but in the end it was still unavoidable Hollywood's old routine, and it could only be said to be anticlimactic.

The subsequent development of the plot left them dumbfounded.

When the time came, the nurse did not kill the doctor's wife and daughter, but was stabbed in the leg by his wife. He ran away desperately, and the black policeman who arrived late chased after him.

On the other side, the doctor heard his wife's voice from the mobile phone, and the panicked shooting of the nurse. The tense nerves that had been tortured for a long time, could no longer hold on, like a camel crushed by the last straw. , completely collapsed.

He shouted and struggled frantically, but he couldn't get rid of the shackles on his feet.

Those voices continued, no matter how much the doctor yelled, his voice became lower and lower, and a trace of ruthlessness gradually appeared on his collapsed face, and his crying eyes became firm because of the collapse.

Reaching out for the hacksaw, the doctor took off his clothes and tied them to his legs, biting his own shoes, and looked at the shackled leg.

"Oh, my..." Daisy exclaimed, "Can't? He won't?"

Luis Gonzalez has already covered his mouth, the fat man next to him is holding his forehead, and the black man on the other side has an incredible expression...

Is he really going to saw his leg?

Even people like Kara Firth are attracted, a man who has made a mistake, can he really sacrifice himself for the sake of his family?

Would that unreliable guy really shoot such a reliable plot?

Facts appear on the screen, the doctor pulls the saw, blood gushes out like a fountain...

The doctor howled in pain, if it was just that, it would be fine, but he could still hear the friction sound of the saw pulling, the splashing sound of blood falling, and the sound of sawing the bone...

These sounds are not loud, but they are so ear-piercing that people can't hide even if they want to. Combined with the pictures on the screen, it brings a very depressing effect. (To be continued.)