Movie Master

Frank Miller is a middle-aged man with a rough cowboy style. His slightly messy beard doesn't seem to have been taken care of, as if he woke up and went straight to the bar. The combination of deep red cheeks and wine-red beard makes the freckles on his face more obvious, and his plump cheeks make him look energetic. At this time, his face is filled with a relaxed and unrestrained smile. He is in his prime, High spirits.

Lance adjusted his pace and walked straight towards Frank without any hesitation. The bartender standing at the bar first saw Lance and laughed heartily, wiping the beer glass in his hand There's also no pause, "Hey man, you're in the wrong place." It's an affirmation, not a question.

Frank also turned his head because of the bartender's voice, and then saw Lance who was dressed a little more formally. He couldn't help raising his eyebrows, obviously not very satisfied with Lance's dressing up. However, before Frank could speak, Lance put the briefcase in his hand heavily on the bar, and said in a deep voice, "If I were a professional killer, then you would be dead right now."

Lance's reaction was so intriguing that both Frank and the bartender were taken aback. Lance's attire at this time is indeed different from the surrounding style, but if he is a "professional killer", it can barely be justified, and a modern professional killer breaks into a western cowboy bar, this style is different .

There were already other guests whistling, "Hey, Joe, not all killers hang pistols on their waists." This was teasing the cowboys of the west, and everyone around them burst into laughter.

The bartender Joe in front of him—obviously the Joe in "Joe's Bar"—smiled lightly, put down the beer glass in his hand, and raised his chin at Lance, "So, Mr. Killer, I can What can I give you?"

"Scotch whiskey." Lance gave a completely different answer again. If he wanted a glass of draft beer at this time, it would suit the atmosphere. After all, it was still morning and it was not yet noon, but it made the previous efforts fall short. So, Lance broke the common sense again.

Joe raised his eyebrows, not hiding his surprise, "Ice cubes?" Although the words said so, the movements in his hands were not slow. He took out the glass and poured a glass of Scotch whiskey for Lance.

Lance picked up the glass, shook it twice, "Give me a glass of soda." Then, he turned to look at Frank, "I don't want to mess up today's work."

Knowing that the latter sentence was aimed at himself, Frank picked up the beer glass in his hand, took a big sip, and said in a flat tone as if discussing the weather, "You have some guts (Balls)."

"Two are enough." Lance raised his eyebrows, raised his glass, took a sip gracefully, then showed a satisfied expression, looked at Joe, and raised his glass to show his respect—— This glass of pure malt whiskey should be aged for ten years. Although Lance has not studied whiskey in detail, he can still taste the mellow and strong taste.

This simple action made Joe smile with satisfaction, but Frank sat aside with a smile that was not a smile, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed quite playful. Lance not only fought back his ridicule forcefully, but also ignored his existence. It seems that today's meeting was much more interesting than expected.

"Lancelot-Strello." Lance turned his head to look at Frank again, stretched out his right hand, and introduced himself as if he was just a stranger who met unexpectedly at the bar for the first time.

Frank looked seriously at Lance's right hand that was lying flat in the air, but he didn't reach out for a long time. But Lance didn't mind, he kept smiling all the time, and cast his eyes intently. The strong confidence and calmness jumped between the sparse brows, which easily made people feel good. "Frank Miller." He finally raised his right hand and held Lance's right hand, but he didn't let it go immediately, but tightened it hard, and then tightened it again, as if he wanted to compete with Lance.

Lance didn't show any weakness, and immediately exerted his strength. As a result, the two of them held their right hands tightly, struggling secretly, and were reluctant to let go. But judging from his expression, Lance is still calm, as if this is an ordinary handshake; Frank's teeth are secretly clenched, his jaw is trembling slightly, and some sweat can still be seen on his forehead... Already divided.

In the end, Joe sneered from the side, "If it's a man, wrestle your wrists, don't shake hands. That's a trick only Wall Street girls/guns like to play." This sentence made everyone around laugh. And Lance and Frank also let go of their right hands, and laughed along with everyone.

"So... the mystery has finally been revealed. I thought it would never be possible to see your true face, just like Bruce Wayne." Frank took the lead in launching the attack and took the initiative in his hands. It is ironic that Lance is always represented by an agent and hidden behind his back, just like a bat hiding in a bat cave-he can't see the light.

Lance shrugged his shoulders, the smile on the corner of his mouth not only did not disappear, but slightly increased, "I wish I could own such a huge property, then all problems would be much easier, wouldn't it?" If Lance is really like Bruce Wayne is so rich, he can achieve everything directly with money, and he can even buy Dark Horse Comics without Frank's consent at all.

Frank obviously didn't expect that he was reversed by Lance, and it also stabbed his wounds-although he was never moved for money, his agent and editor were not, which made Frank a little annoyed. However, before he got angry, Lance went on to say, "So, I can see the famous Frank Miller today, can I think it's because my plan is at least not as bad as it sounds."

Lance quickly brought the focus back, reminding Frank that they met because Lance's conception of "Sin City" was indeed the best. But Frank didn't speak, and he still seemed to be worried about Lance's series of reactions just now.

Lance knew that this was the inevitable result. Everyone flattered Frank. Lowering his posture was not the magic weapon to impress Frank, but absolute strength was. That's why Lance chose head-to-head—Frank is confident in his comics, and Lance is also confident in his movies, and Lance is even more confident than Frank. Let Frank believe that handing the comics into his hands, A true classic will be created.

"I'm not sure where our consensus is now, but I think, maybe we can start with the most direct visual effects first." Lance skipped all the politeness, no pleasantries, no flattery, no admiration , instead started the whole conversation in an objective and calm business negotiation atmosphere, which made Frank very uncomfortable; but on the other hand, Frank felt that this was the best way, and if he didn't like it, he could end this as soon as possible A conversation, if he likes it... we'll see what happens then.

Before today's interview, Lance asked Cole what Frank said about his preparation materials, but Cole was at a loss because Frank didn't say anything, he just nodded and agreed to today's meeting. There is not much speech. Therefore, Lance does not have enough leverage points, he can only control the rhythm of the conversation in his own way.

Lance quickly took out his laptop from his briefcase, turned on the computer, and found the video neatly, then looked left and right with the computer in his hand, looking for a suitable angle of light, and finally put the computer in front of Frank. He raised his head and smiled and said, "No words can compare to a direct visual experience, can't it? I think we can watch this video first, and then decide what to do next."

Frank had a straight face, expressionless, just raised his eyebrows in disdain, took the earplugs that Lance handed over, and just plugged one earplug into the left ear, "Let's end this disaster quickly It can be seen that he is still dissatisfied with the loss of the initiative, trying to show his authority.

Lance didn't say any more nonsense, just clicked on the video and played it.

This video is "Murder with a Borrowed Knife" entering the final stage of shooting. Lance used a daytime, a full seven hours, to complete all the shooting, a full three minutes, but constituted a complete short story. This can not only fully reflect the movie style of "Sin City", but also give a glimpse of his tone and thought setting for the movie.

In order to shoot this video, Lance was overloaded with work while he was busy filming "Knife Killing". He first contacted Josh-Hartnett (Josh-Hartnett) through Cole. The world-renowned young handsome guy has extraordinary temperament. Although he is considered by many people to be a vase actor, but in works like "Sin City", he is able to push the effect of visual feast to the extreme. As for the performance, Lance thinks it is completely not a problem.

Josh, whose career as an actor has fallen into a quagmire, was a little surprised by this invitation, but he just browsed through the sub-cameras of Lance and others' paintings, and without spending any effort, he nodded and agreed to appear in this work - and it was also an advance Join the filming of "Sin City".

Then Lance extended an olive branch to Kate Beckinsale, inviting the British rose to join the filming of "Sin City" during the work gap of "Borrowing a Knife", which really flattered Kate.

In this way, after "Pearl Harbor", Josh and Kate continued to take the lead again, shooting the first sample of "Sin City". However, the two still failed to continue the unrealized love in "Pearl Harbor".

This sample is not just a sample, but also the opening chapter of the "Sin City" movie version, and the first short story. So, Josh and Kate have already entered the "Sin City" crew.

After Lance clicked the play button, a building with a strong retro style appeared on the screen, completely black and white, as if... a frame of a comic was faithfully presented on the screen.