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Chapter 1861 1861 New ideas

"How is it, how is the script research?" Charlize looked at Hugo and walked into the game room and asked casually, but before Hugo could reply, she pointed to the TV screen and said, "Leo, you are going to lose again, hey, man, you really don't have the talent to play games at all."

"Please, cheating, it must be Toby cheating!" Leonardo shouted loudly without admitting defeat, which made the others boo. Charlize also turned his thumb down without hesitation, without showing any mercy. Then she turned around and threw a puzzled look at Hugo, and Hugo laughed in silence, "Yes, there is no doubt that this is a very wonderful script, and I like it very much."

Charlize's lips slightly outlined, "Wow, your evaluation is so high? Few scripts can get you so praise now." They are discussing "Trumen's world". "If I remember correctly, you are not so excited even 'Los Angeles Secret'."

Hugo shrugged, "There is no comparison. 'Trumen's World' is a comedy, a subject that I have always been very curious about, and it is far more difficult for comedy to have such a wonderful script than other types of works." Hugo paused and thought about it seriously, "maybe except for horror movies."

"Then you're going to be confused." Charlize said gloatingly, one was a script written by himself, and the other was a once-in-a-lifetime comedy. Although this is a happy trouble, it is probably a situation that no one wants to face. "Is there still no news about Ernst?"

Hugo shook his head, and the disappointed expression between his eyebrows was not hidden. He was not even sure whether Ernst received the script. Compared to Ernst, he had no reaction at all. Perhaps Hugo hoped that Ernst had not received the script. In front of Ernst, Hugo was full of confidence and could not help but feel unsure.

"But, you created this script, right? You are a screenwriter, why don't you think about the problem from the perspective of the screenwriter?" Charlize said casually, seeing Hugo's puzzled look, she explained, "I mean, when you write the script, you did conceive yourself as the prototype, but as you said, many times, the characters have their own vitality, which is far from the original image of the concept. So, why don't you think from the perspective of the screenwriter, who is Melvin's image after you close your eyes?"

Charlize has never experienced Hugo's entanglement. Her understanding of the screenwriter and role is far less profound than that of Hugo, so it is not difficult for her to break out of the rut. She changed her thinking lightly, as if this was just a simple thing.

In many cases, the idea of ​​a layman like Charlize will make professionals roll their eyes; but occasionally, the idea of ​​a layman's imaginary can open up a new world, letting people out of the predicament and generate new sparks and ideas. For example, this is the case now.

Hugo listened to Charlize's nagging thoughts, while she was talking, she was paying attention to the fierce game ongoing, "Hey! Alex, it's my turn next, how can you get stuck!" Alex sat down regardless, "Aren't you talking with Hugo, I'll first, I'll first." Charlize looked back at Hugo helplessly, "I think that many times the way screenwriters and actors think more closely, but at this time, maybe you should put aside your actor identity and think purely from the screenwriter's perspective."

"Jack Nicholson." Hugo said, which made Charlize stunned, and looked at Hugo with a question mark on his face. "What?" Hugo repeated again, "I said, Jack Nicholson. The first image that popped up in my mind just now, Jack Nicholson."

"Jack?" Charlize frowned, as if he couldn't keep up with Hugo's rhythm. "I thought it would be John Travolta or something, but... Jack and you are also very different from each other, right?" Charlize did not forget to look up and down and said jokingly.

Hugo laughed, "I don't know... You said I should change the angle just now, and then the image of Jack naturally popped up in my mind, and I don't know why." Hugo stood quietly and thought, "Maybe it's because I think Jack and Ernst have some sense of getting close."

Under Hugo's guidance, Charlize thought seriously and then nodded, "If you say this, it's true. Although Jack is not as old as Ernst,... they don't look like a good person at first sight. I guess the image of Jack played by Jack in 'Batman' is too deeply rooted in people's hearts. I always feel that his smile is a bit obscene and a little evil."

"You forgot to 'fly over the madhouse'," Hugo added, and the two exchanged glances with each other and said in unison, "There is also the 'Shirting'!"

Jack is not a handsome guy. On the contrary, his appearance has a kind of evil spirit, a unique strange temperament that is floating between normal and neurotic. The cunning aura between the eyebrows and eyes always makes people feel an impulse to stay away from it, especially the thick and messy eyebrows, which always condense too much focus. But the most interesting thing is here. Jack's appearance seems to be very "scary", but he never hates it. On the contrary, he also has a cute temperament, especially when he smiles, his fleshy cheeks have a sense of baby fat, which makes people hate it.

Therefore, although Jack played many "psychopaths" and most of his screen images were off the beaten track, he still starred in many romantic comedies such as "Mother-daughter deep love", "Friends in Love (man.t flesh ble), and "Heart Fire". This is the affinity of his personal image and personal acting skills.

"I probably understand what you mean." Charlize lightly lit his chin. "Although his appearance looks bad, when you get along, you can find the likable part of their personality." This is the same between Ernst and Jack's personality, "and it is also your original intention of creating this script: as long as you look at people for a longer time, you will find their humanity."

Charlize looked Hugo up and down again, "Indeed, Jack's appearance advantage is something you don't have. Jack is indeed closer to Ernst than you." Not only because Hugo is young, but also because of Hugo's temperament.

Acting can indeed change many things, but acting is not omnipotent. The limitations of appearance will inevitably have an impact on acting. Most of Jack's screen images are off-the-scenes, Dustin Hoffman's honest and simple image is deeply rooted in people's hearts, and Robert De Nirona's both righteous and evil temperament makes him feel like a fish in gangster movies.

"It depends on what Melvin you are expecting," Charlize made the final conclusion. "I mean, from the screenwriter's perspective." Before he could finish his words, Charlize suddenly screamed, "Hey!" This scared Hugo, and then he saw Charlize step by step, "It's my turn, Toby, it's my turn! Alex snatched my order just now, and now it's my turn."

Looking at the little friends who were fighting in front of him, Hugo laughed in silence, but before he could react, Sandra Bullock's voice rang from behind, "Hey! I went to the bathroom, so where is my turn? Come back!"

"No way!" Everyone else in the room spoke in unison, but Sandra stood there with a depressed look on her face. She turned her head and saw Hugo. Originally, Hugo wanted to comfort Sandra, but she was still brows standing up, "You are not allowed to go to the line!" Hugo was so funny that he raised his hands to surrender.

The box office defeat of "Life and Death Speed ​​2" put Sandra under tremendous pressure. Hugo told Sandra not to accept the script, but Sandra still signed and agreed. Now, Hugo has no intention of ridiculing his friends. Sandra said self-deprecatingly, "You will choose my works for me in the future", which made Hugo look helpless. Recently, Sandra has been in trouble in the face of the paparazzi's pursuit, so she simply hid in Malibu.

Sandra looked at Hugo surrendering with both hands, and immediately laughed proudly, running behind Charlize and Alex, "The next one is me, the next one!"

Hugo stood there and looked at a group of friends who were crazy about the game console, and couldn't help laughing, "Hugo, your letter." Samora's voice came from behind, and Hugo turned around and cast a puzzled look. Ordinary letters didn't have to worry at all. Why did Samora specifically mention it, "I think the address of the letter is Sunset Square, maybe Ernst's?"

Hugo walked over quickly, and then saw the kraft paper bag in Samora's hand and took it over. Samora still explained, "I'm not sure, because I don't know Ernst's handwriting..." Samora hoped that Hugo would not have too high expectations, but before he could finish his words, Hugo had already opened the paper bag and shook, and a script fell out of it, which was "perfect and perfect", and there was a piece of white paper next to it that also fell down.

Hugo quickly picked up the white paper, and the vigorous font on it was Ernst's handwriting. "Simon's description was completely failed, and several psychological changes had to be rewritten. You really should go to a gay bar to experience life. It's terrible." Simon is Melvin's neighbor in the story. When Hugo gave the script to Ernst, he didn't realize this, so he did not further polish the character. "Simon's agent's role positioning is not clear enough. If it were replaced by a black man and his personality was highlighted, the effect would be more obvious..."

The whole piece of white paper was scattered and sorted out several main lines in Hugo's script and gave his own opinions, which made Hugo sweat in a cold sweat. He originally thought that the script "perfect" was very complete, but in Ernst's opinion, it was obviously not the case, but Hugo couldn't help but get excited and stood there and thought carefully.

The end of the blank paper suddenly read, "In the end... you are not Melvin."
Chapter completed!
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