There is no big scene in this movie. Strictly speaking, it is a scene between three or four people, a boy and a doctor, a boy and a mother, a doctor and a wife, and David Finch also grasped the theme very well. Thriller is just a cloak, and communication and family affection are what the movie really wants to express.

Although the shooting speed was not fast under David Finch's strict requirements, it was not slow either. Especially as time went by, both Al Pacino and Nicole Kidman were in better condition. As for Ryan, he encountered a lot of trouble, and he took off the show for longer and longer.

“Cut!”

After David Finch called to stop, Ryan was still sitting in a high-back chair in a daze. He couldn't come back to his senses, as if the whole world had abandoned him, and he could only hide in his own world for comfort and protection.

This is not the first time this happened. In the past, Al Pacino and the staff wanted to come forward to help him, but as soon as they approach Ryan, he would become scared, shivered and panicked like Cole who saw the ghost in the script.

Whenever this happens, only Nicole Kidman can approach him normally, and only her arms can provide him with warmth and help.

After several minutes, Ryan woke up and leaned hard on the high-back chair. He let out a long sigh. He said that the actor could be free to retract, but what about him? He could only retract but not retract. What's wrong with this? Especially when immersed in Cole's world, the extremely dark memories of his childhood in his previous life would always occupy his mind.

"Ryan, you need a rest." David Finch solemnly made a suggestion.

"No, David." Ryan shook his head firmly, "I am in my best condition now. Please believe me, okay?"

David Fincher advised him a few more words. Seeing that Ryan was determined, he had to sit back in the director's chair and start the arrangement. The shot below is one of the most important shots in this movie.

The faint light reflected on the corridor. With the sound of the sound, the door was opened in a gap. The boy in shorts poked his head out of the gap. His pale face was full of hesitation. He was a little scared. After looking back and forth, he finally made up his mind and rushed into the toilet twist and twist.

Suddenly, the boy felt something passing by behind him, and turned slowly and terrified, standing in front of the toilet, looking so lonely and helpless.

After hesitating for a while, the boy decided to go and see. He walked slowly, and the hesitation on his face had turned into uneasy. At this time, the sound of kitchen utensils came from the kitchen. He thought his mother was making breakfast and felt a little calmer.

Walking into the brightly lit kitchen, the boy asked tentatively, "Mom?"

The woman in pink pajamas turned around and said in a low and sharp voice, "No! Dinner is not cooked yet, what do you want?"

Her face was covered with purple scars, and her hysterical expression seemed very scary. She roared and stretched out her hands angrily, with deep knife marks on her wrists, "You can't hurt me anymore, Lanny! It was you who forced me to be like this!"

The boy could no longer bear the scene of fear, and suddenly turned around and ran back to his bedroom desperately. However, the hysterical roar of the female ghost continued to come. Without thinking, the boy got into the red tent and faced the statue of Virgin Mary and Jesus collected from the church. Tears of helplessness and despair flowed down the suppressed crying sounds.

“cut!”

Everyone, including David Finch, breathed a sigh of relief. They did not expect that this set of important shots would pass in one go. The boy was so outstanding. Combined with his performance over the past month, except for the word genius, they really didn't know how to describe him.

However, in the red tent they ignored, Ryan still sat on the ground motionless. His lonely, helpless and desperate expression not only did not disappear, but instead became more and more. The bright sky-blue eyes gradually lost their luster, and tears surged out like a flood that broke through the dam.

The little boy with black hair and black eyes was extremely thin. His clothes were not only worn, but also patched. The black schoolbag he was carrying was also worn, which almost bent his backbone.

He pushed open the classroom door hard, and several classmates were playing games near the door, with a very unfriendly light in their eyes, and then they scattered. Just as he walked towards the seat, I don’t know who led the head, many people in the classroom shouted in unison, “Fool! Beggar! Fool! Beggar!”

The little boy bit his lower lip hard, and he didn't even notice the blood beads seeping out. His body couldn't stop trembling. The tears in his eyes rolled around, but he was stubborn and refused to fall.

"Fool! Beggar!"

The sound of cheering became louder and louder, and he could no longer bear it. He took off his black schoolbag and swung it hard on the head of the male classmate who was closest to him, one, two...

"You are just a trouble that will only cause us trouble. Can't they hold back when they scold you? Look at you, you are all people, all wild children who are thrown away by your parents. What? What I said is wrong. You dare to glare at me, I let you glare..."

The director of the Welfare Institute slapped the boy on the body with a slap. The boy's lips bit tighter, but there were no tears in his eyes.

"Ryan!" David Finch shouted. Seeing that Ryan not only did not respond, a trace of blood oozing out of his lips. The pair of bright sapphire-like eyes were gradually losing their luster. He shouted hurriedly, "Hurry! Go and find Miss Kidman."

Nicole was taking off her makeup and not even wearing shoes. She rushed over barefoot, ignored everything around her, rushed directly into the tent where Ryan was, and hugged him tightly into her arms.

"Ryan! Ryan! Wake up!"

Ryan just opened his eyes blankly, as if he had only this body left. Nicole's heart couldn't help but tremble. She felt that the boy was getting colder, not physically, but soul-sincerely, the Ryan she knew, the Ryan she loved deeply, the Ryan she depended on, the Ryan she was getting farther and farther away from her, and seemed to disappear at any time.

"No~Ryan! Come back soon!"

Nicole Kidman pressed his forehead tightly against Ryan's forehead, trying to use his body temperature to warm the boy's gradually cold soul, and trying to use his affectionate call to recall the person most important to her in his life.

"Damn it! I knew, I knew, I shouldn't let you shoot this hell movie! Ryan, I swear! If you don't wake up, I will definitely send you to the mailing school or the Catholic school! I swear to God and Satan at the same time! I swear, I will definitely demolish the welfare home that has caused you to be in pain and darkness with my own hands, and I will definitely send the female black pig to the Devil's Island!"

Nicole's eyes gradually showed panic. She was hysterical and didn't know what she was talking about. Fortunately, there were no black people in the crew, otherwise she would have gotten into big trouble.

Looking at Ryan's chewy lips and blood beads oozing out of the corners of his mouth, Nicole could no longer control herself. Her blue eyes flashed twice, and two bean-sized tears rolled down.

Tears slashed across her fair cheeks, absorbed her breath, and dripped on the corner of Ryan's cheek and mouth, and fell into his heart, which was gradually occupied by coldness and darkness.

The young man has an extremely stubborn personality, like a short black hair standing on his head. He watched the beautiful girl go further and further away. The person who once gave him ten years of warmth and light finally disappeared into his world forever. From that moment on, dark clouds blocked the sun and darkness replaced the light.

Time came again that night. The drunken, smelly, and numb young man opened a bottle of beer again, lifted it up and poured it into his throat. Suddenly, two drops of liquid fell from the sky and landed on his face.

"Why are you so familiar? This kind of breath, this kind of emotion..." The young man finally remembered something, relaxed his hand, and the wine bottle broke on the ground, "An Xin? No! This is Nicole!"

"Anxin? Nicole!" Hearing Ryan in his arms finally made a voice, Nicole quickly said, "Ryan, I'm here! I'm right by your side, I won't go anywhere!"

Ryan's eyes blinked, and the brightness gradually returned to his dazed eyes, and his sky blue eyes became brighter and brighter. Nicole could feel that the familiar Ryan was back, but... she just felt an indescribable feeling, and Ryan seemed to be a little different again.

"I'm sorry, Nicole, I've made you worried." Ryan hugged her tightly, as if only this embrace in the world could make him feel warm and peaceful.

"Ryan, if...if possible, don't scare me like this again in the future, okay?" Nicole gasped gently, and had not calmed down until now.

"Don't worry, Nicole, I just remembered a lot of dark memories."

"Then... who is An Xin?" After all, after living together for several years, Nicole has more or less learned some Chinese.

"An...An Xin?" Ryan was indeed a genius in acting. His surprised expression was completely natural at this time, "I'm talking about - An Xin, Nicole!"

He deliberately slowed down and said it word by word in Chinese so that Nicole could hear it thoroughly.

"Nicole, I think Ryan needs a rest!" David Finch walked over at this time, "There are not many left in your shots. I will give you a few days off and take Ryan around. He is a little too deeply involved."

He was too deeply involved in the role? Ryan sighed. He could not tell whether he was too deeply involved in the role or was trapped in the dream.

"Okay, then." Nicole agreed and looked at the boy in his arms, "Where do you want to go, Ryan?"
Chapter completed!