章節 308: Acting
Inside the meeting room, the creative team of "The Artist" gathered around a large table covered with concept art, costume designs, and script pages.
Michel led the discussion, outlining his vision for the film's aesthetic and tone.
Lucas was an active participant, frequently exchanging ideas with Michel about character motivations and scene compositions. Jennifer, on the other hand, remained quiet, her eyes darting between the speakers, absorbing every detail.
As the meeting concluded, Lucas and Jennifer made their way out of the room together. Once in the hallway, Jennifer turned to Lucas, her brow furrowed in thought.
"Lucas," she began, her voice low, "I'm a bit nervous about this silent film format. How do you think we should approach our acting? It's so different from anything I've done before."
Lucas smiled reassuringly, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, Jen. We'll practice together. I've got a few ideas in mind that will help us."
Jennifer nodded, visibly relieved. "Oh? Like what?"
"Well," Lucas continued as they walked, "I was thinking we could start by watching some classic silent films together. Really study the way those actors used their facial expressions and body language to convey emotion."
He paused, then added with a grin, "And then maybe we could try some exercises. Like trying to have entire conversations without speaking, just using our faces and gestures. It'll be fun, I promise."
Jennifer laughed, some of her tension dissipating. "Okay, that does sound interesting. And a bit ridiculous, in a good way."
***
In their rented room, Lucas and Jennifer sat comfortably on the couch, their eyes fixed on the television screen. The black and white images of a classic silent film flickered before them, the dramatic piano score filling the room.
As they watched, Jennifer's face lit up with inspiration. She turned to Lucas and began to mimic the exaggerated expressions of the young actress on screen, her eyes widening dramatically and her mouth forming a perfect 'O' of surprise.
"So, what do you think?" Jennifer asked, breaking character for a moment.
Lucas looked at her thoughtfully, his brow furrowed in contemplation. Instead of responding verbally, he decided to answer in the spirit of their silent film project. He raised an eyebrow skeptically, then softened his expression into an encouraging smile. His hand moved in a so-so gesture, followed by a thumbs up.
Jennifer's face broke into a grin as she understood his silent critique. "Not bad, but room for improvement?" she interpreted.
Lucas nodded, pleased she had understood.
Taking up the challenge, Jennifer responded in kind. She placed her hand on her heart, her face a picture of determination. Then she mimed turning pages in a book before pointing to her head and giving an exaggerated wink.
Lucas chuckled, deciphering her message: "I'll study and practice more."
They continued this way for hours, alternating between watching the film and practicing their nonverbal communication. They mimed entire conversations, acted out scenes from the movie they were watching, and challenged each other to convey complex emotions using only their faces and bodies.
***
A few more days passed, filled with intense preparation and practice. Lucas and Jennifer continued to refine their silent communication skills, not just in private but also on set during rehearsals.
As they interacted with the other cast members, the crew and fellow actors began to notice something intriguing.
Lucas and Jennifer had taken to communicating almost exclusively through gestures, expressions, and body language, even when they weren't actively rehearsing.
One afternoon, during a break, Lucas approached Jennifer with a bottle of water. Instead of speaking, he mimed drinking and then offered the bottle with an exaggerated flourish. Jennifer responded with an elegant curtsy before accepting the water, her eyes twinkling with amusement.
The costume designer, watching this exchange, nudged her assistant. "Look at those two," she whispered. "They're really taking this acting thing seriously, aren't they?"
The assistant nodded, impressed. "It's actually kind of amazing how much they can say without words."
This behavior wasn't limited to Lucas and Jennifer, though. Inspired by the lead actors' dedication, other cast members began to incorporate more nonverbal communication into their interactions as well.
The set became a playground of exaggerated gestures and emotive faces, with bursts of laughter often breaking the silence when someone's mime was particularly clever or amusing.
As the days ticked by, the energy on set continued to build. Costumes were fitted, sets were finalized, and the cast ran through their scenes with increasing confidence. The unique challenges of silent acting were slowly but surely being conquered.
Finally, the eve of filming arrived. The cast and crew gathered for one last meeting before the cameras would roll the next day.
Michel led the brief discussion, outlining the schedule for the first day of shooting and reiterating his vision for the project.
***
The next day, the set was buzzing with activity as the crew prepared to film a scene for the movie-within-a-movie that Lucas's character was starring in. Amidst the controlled chaos, Lucas found a moment of calm with his four-legged co-star.
Lucas sat on the ground, gently petting the Jack Russell terrier that would play a crucial role in "The Artist."
The dog, whose real name was Uggie, responded enthusiastically to Lucas's affection, tail wagging furiously.
Omar von Muller, Uggie's trainer and owner, watched the interaction with a mix of approval and confusion.
He approached Lucas, ready to give some instructions about working with Uggie, but was met with silence. Lucas simply nodded and smiled, continuing to stroke the dog's fur.
Perplexed, Omar turned to Michel. "Is everything alright? He hasn't said a word."
Michel chuckled, understanding dawning on his face. "Ah, don't worry. Lucas is already in character. He's fully immersing himself in the silent film experience, even off-camera."
Without relying on his Mind Workshop technique, Lucas had thrown himself fully into understanding and embodying George Valentin. He carried himself with the easy grace of a man accustomed to being in the spotlight, his expressions more pronounced to convey emotion without words.
Lucas's hair, now dyed a darker shade, was styled in the slick, parted look. Even during breaks, he carried himself with the easy grace and charm of a matinee idol from the silent era.
A minute later, Jennifer approached, her eyes lighting up at the sight of Lucas and Uggie. Without a word, she knelt beside them, joining in the canine appreciation. Her hand brushed against Lucas's as they both petted Uggie, and they shared a warm smile.
As Jennifer watched Lucas interact with Uggie, she couldn't help but admire him.
She saw how he had transformed not just his appearance, but his entire demeanor to match the character. His gestures were more pronounced, his expressions more theatrical, perfectly suited to the silent film style.
Omar, now understanding the situation, began to demonstrate some of Uggie's tricks using hand signals. Lucas watched intently, he learned to communicate with his canine co-star without words.
***
As the preparations for filming intensified, Lucas was whisked away by the stylists for final touch-ups. Thirty minutes later, the studio was a hive of activity, with crew members making last-minute adjustments to lights, cameras, and props.
The scene about to be filmed was a crucial one - the opening sequence of the movie-within-a-movie, showcasing George Valentin's silent film career. Jennifer, not involved in this particular scene, watched from the sidelines as Lucas took his place on set. His transformation was complete - from his perfectly tailored suit to his commanding presence, he exuded the aura of a 1920s matinee idol.
Lucas settled into the chair at the center of the set, which had been dressed to resemble a futuristic laboratory from the perspective of the 1920s. Crew members carefully attached the period-appropriate mechanical props to his ears, designed to simulate the "ultra-modern" torture device of the fictional film.
Jennifer observed with interest as Lucas prepared himself mentally for the scene.
His focus was palpable, his eyes steely with concentration.
"Quiet on set!" The assistant director's voice rang out, and a hush fell over the studio.
"Action!" Michel called, and the cameras began to roll.
In an instant, Lucas transformed. His body tensed, his face contorting in apparent agony as he reacted to the imaginary electrical torture. His movements were exaggerated yet controlled, brilliantly calibrated for the silent medium.
Lucas's mouth opened in a silent scream, his lips clearly forming the words, "I'm not talking! I won't talk!" The veins in his neck stood out as he strained against his invisible bonds, his performance conveying both defiance and suffering.
The camera panned to the "scientists" behind the glass, their expressions a mix of frustration and determination as they seemingly increased the intensity of their torture device.
Lucas's body jerked and spasmed, his face a mask of pain. Yet even in this state of apparent agony, there was a theatricality to his movements, a sense of performance that captured the style of silent film acting.
From her vantage point, Jennifer watched in awe. She had seen Lucas act before, but this was different. Without dialogue to lean on, every twitch, every grimace, every movement of his body told the story.
As the scene intensified, the actors portraying the scientists behind the glass stepped up their performance. Their faces contorted with frustration, silently mouthing the word "Talk!" with increasing urgency.
The camera captured their exaggerated expressions, conveying their mounting desperation without a single audible word.
Lucas, still strapped to the chair, continued his powerful silent performance. His body trembled from the imaginary electricity, but his face remained resolute. His eyes, wide with pain yet filled with determination, conveyed his character's unwavering refusal to break under torture.
Suddenly, as scripted, a men in a long overcoat burst onto the set. With quick, decisive movements, they unstrapped Lucas from the chair and roughly pulled him to his feet. Lucas's body sagged convincingly, as if weakened by the ordeal, but he managed to shoot one last defiant look at his torturers as he was dragged away.
He staggered towards the exit of the laboratory set, Lucas's feet dragging slightly as the men in the overcoat half-carried, half-pushed him along. Just as they reached the door, Michel's voice rang out:
"Cut! That's a wrap on this scene!"
The tension on set immediately dissipated. Crew members burst into applause, clearly impressed by the performances they had just witnessed.
每周推薦票狀態
-- 推薦票
榜單 
-- 推薦票