The high temperature in Rio de Janeiro was almost melting, as if you could directly see the sun's light turning into flames burning; vehicles rushing around the streets kept honking, and the chaotic sounds made people feel irritated; tall palm trees drooped in the heat wave, and the bikini girls also fled the tyrannical sunshine of the beach and hid under the shade...

The blue sea spread out endlessly in sight, and the refreshing blue color was blurred into a piece of dazzling light. The surging waves brought waves one after another, stirring the almost solidified hot air. You could barely feel a hint of coolness, but in the end it was better than nothing.

Donald looked around and all the vehicles stopped because of the red light in front of him, then waved behind him and took the lead in crossing the road in front. Lance did not hesitate, and directly followed Donald's pace and walked through the car array, but Percy, Albert and Hayden were stunned - there was no zebra crossing here.

Until they found that Lance and Donald had disappeared behind a yellow van, Hayden quickly took a step and followed quickly. Percy and Albert followed closely behind in panic. However, their pace was still a little slower, and the stalled vehicle array began to move. Although they only moved forward less than two steps, the three people were still frightened. Many drivers cursed because of the slow motion of the three people, honking the horn while swearing Portuguese, as if they would directly release the brakes and run over in the next second.

He ran all the way to the opposite side of the street, still feeling scared. Donald rolled his eyes speechlessly and turned his head to look at Lance, "Are you sure they can survive here?" The mocking tone made the three of them suddenly turn black, but Lance chuckles, and all three of them can only swallow the complaints in a frustration.

Today, Lance and his group arrived in Rio de Janeiro. Since "City of God" is a pure Brazilian movie, Hollywood's preparations have been basically completed, and there are still members of the Art and Recording Team that have not come here. In fact, only five people will be added. These five people will bring props and come next month; Lance and his group will come first to start the preliminary preparations for the movie.

After they settled in a hotel with relatively good security in the city center, Donald first took Lance to have lunch with the mayor of Rio de Janeiro, the director of the police, the director of the Culture Bureau, and others, and then they and his group came to the City of God for field visits under the leadership of Donald.

After walking forward for only half a street, the surrounding scenery suddenly began to become dilapidated, like a time tunnel, coming directly from one world to another. It is hard to imagine that if you take a few steps back, you can still see the blue sea and blue sky with tourists; but a few steps forward, the yellow sand filled the sky and the earth rushed towards you, as if they had just left the only oasis in the desert.

All the houses around are low red clay houses, arranged in an orderly manner and neatly arranged appearance. It is obvious that this is a resettlement house built by the government. However, these houses are covered with a thick layer of gray, and the dilapidated land is like an abandoned dangerous house.

The messy garbage was piled up on the passage between the houses, and large tracts of flies and leeches were rushing around, as if the air had become dirty; countless ugly spots were scattered on the exterior walls of the house, and sometimes you could see blood stains that were not completely dry, attracting a wriggling maggots and fly eggs; the sand roads that were not completed were bumpy, with different colors, like ugly patches of plasters; the air was filled with a smell of fishy smell, mixed with The rotten garbage and the fermented sweat odor made the stomach begin to roll. Even if the body is really moldy, it is certain that it cannot be identified. At the end of the road is still a muddy construction site - to be precise, it is not muddy at all. The dirt that was dug into a hill has dried up and started to crack. There are large patches of weeds next to it. However, there are two irregular deep pits in the middle of the road that have been formed by the long-term passing of tires. There is still a piece of mud inside, emitting an unidentified fishy smell...

Percy, Hayden and Albert were silent. At first they covered their mouths and noses, trying to block the disgusting smell in the air, but soon their attention was overwhelmed and they had no time to care about themselves.

A group of ragged black children rushed up and soon surrounded them. The thin body became more and more huge in their heads, like a terrifying big-headed doll; the black and white eyes looked at them in fear and eagerness, and the miscellaneous eyes in their eyes were corroding them bit by bit; what was even more terrifying was that the people passing by did not make any fuss, and walked over with a cold or happy expression on their faces. Not far away, there were thin children curled up and squatted at the door, looking at the noisy here...

The whole world seemed to be covered with a thin layer of yellow, and even the sky above my head was like this, as if no matter how hard I struggled, I could not get rid of the constraints here. This is a world, a completely independent world.

Seeing this scene, Lance was not panicked at all. He took out three banknotes from his pants pocket, each of which was five dollars, raised high, and a dense piece of arms stretched towards Lance's right hand. However, Lance's height of 6:2 feet (1.88 meters) had an absolute advantage, which could only be reached by the children. Then, Lance gave the three banknotes to three different children. In a blink of an eye, the three children carried the money and ran out desperately, and the other children chased after him. However, for a short while, the dense crowds of people scattered.

Lance has been here many times before, and from his panic at the beginning to his freedom now, he has also gone through a process. People always think that they have enough understanding of slums, as if they have seen the ugliness and cruelty of the world after they have been to Brooklyn, New York. But don’t forget that the United States is a developed country, and there are many developing countries and backward areas in the world.

"Hayden, did you see it?" Lance's voice brought Hayden back to reality from the illusory world. "I want to tell this story from the perspective of a documentary and truly present every detail here, but this is a dramatic film, not a documentary. I hope the lens can show the grain texture of the film, the colors can be brighter, and the vitality of Brazil is integrated into it, and there is a sense of drama."

Someone once described this as a movie like a person, the director is the brain, the screenwriter is the spine, the actor is the flesh and blood, the visual effect is the body, and the photographer is the eyes. Perhaps this description is not completely accurate, but it affirms the importance of the screenwriter, and at the same time, it can also see the division of labor and cooperation of film production. The importance of a photographer to a director, an excellent photographer can clearly present the influence in the director's mind, and even complete the director's intentions based on his own understanding, and present a better effect.

Therefore, during the shooting of "City of God", the communication between Lance and Hayden was crucial.

Hayden's brain was a little stagnant, but under the guidance of Lance, he quickly came back to his senses. When he mentioned his profession, his attention immediately focused. "You mean, I hope to add some music video-style psychedelic colors," this sentence made Lance frown: Music video? But Hayden did not stop, but continued, "It's like 'track guessing' or 'magnolia', psychedelic and sharp, bright in color but with obvious self-style, using the angle and sense of position of the camera to bring out the plot conflict."

Lance thought carefully and said that the photography styles of the two works "Train Guess" and "Magnolia" are actually different, but similarities can be found. The realistic has a hint of poetry and a hint of coldness. This is indeed the effect that Lance hopes to achieve in his mind.

Of course, this is just a theory. You still have to invest in actual shooting before you can have a personal feeling when you look at the shooting scene. "Yes, that's about it, but there is still room for discussion. I think you should read the original novel carefully, and then we will have a meeting to discuss it."

Hayden nodded and expressed his affirmation, "I originally thought it was an action movie, and we would shoot a lot of violent material, then sit down and edit it slowly to create a very dazzling action movie. But..." Hayden curled his lips and smiled bitterly, "I was stunned after reading the first chapter of "City of Gods" on the plane. Obviously, those fancy shots are not applicable here. We need to pursue reality, but we can't make a documentary. Huh... This is really a challenge."

"That's why I'm looking for you." Lance ignored Hayden's exaggerated sweat-wiping action and turned to Donald, "So, is it feasible for us to recruit actors here?"

Lance hopes that "City of God" will be performed by non-professional actors. Even the most important characters will try to use strange faces with little performance experience and low popularity. Only in this way can we truly show the realism needed for the story. The most perfect situation is that all the actors come from City of God, and what happens in the script is their daily life. This bold shooting technique between documentaries and dramas will give the movie a special texture.

Since she decided to take over the guide personally, the inspiration in Lance's mind was like a fountain, bursting out continuously. This feeling was really wonderful.
Chapter completed!