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âRachel, Zachary, these are the last shots of the movie. Are you ready?â Wang Yang looked at Rachel and Zachary with a gentle smile and said, âAfter these shots, weâll be done.â
Because the curtains were drawn tight, not a sliver of light crept in. The bedroom was shrouded in darkness with Rachel and Zachary both dressed in pajamas, nodding at Wang Yangâs words.
This was the seventh day since the start of the film shoot, and the fourth day Wang Yang had been using Joshuaâs new DV camera. Over these four days, they had been working on âParanormal Activityâ daily, steadily making progress. Despite encountering numerous challenges during filming, they always found solutions, which didnât impede Wang Yangâs advancing footsteps.
The filming was now at the final segment of the script. After completing these scenes, the shooting would be a wrap!
In the script, the young couple moved into this new apartment and experienced various supernatural events, like the scene where the female lead, Mel, stood blankly in the bathroom at night while Kevinâs DV camera captured a horrifying expression on her face in the bathroom mirror. Then, there was the scene where they heard strange footsteps in the hallway at midnight and followed them to the apartmentâs utility room, only to find a shadow appearing on the screen of an old TV that wasnât even plugged in.
These paranormal incidents started to terrify the young couple. They bought some items to ward off the evil spirits, such as spreading salt all around the house. However, it was ineffective, and at night, the supernatural events continued. The scared Kevin wanted to move out, but Mel flatly refused, leaving Kevin no choice but to stay with her for another night.
What followed was the climax. At midnight, Mel suddenly got out of bed while Kevin was sound asleep and stared blankly at him for over an hour. She then left the bedroom while the DV camera set up in the room recorded everything. Shortly after, a scream from Mel was heard from outside. The sleeping Kevin woke up in terror, hurried out of the room only to be followed by his own screams, each one weaker than the last until everything fell silent.
Then there was a sound of footsteps, approaching from a distance, step by step, as if entering the bedroom, but then suddenly stopping.
Now the filmâs climactic part was about to unfold. Until this point, the entire movie had been playing on psychological horror, with not a single bloody scene shown, but with the construction of precise details, the audience âscared themselvesâ, their nerves taut, feeling a pressure in their hearts ready to burst at any moment. Now, how could the viewers be pushed to a mental breakdown?
The method was simple and cliché, just scare them with a sudden jump.
The DV camâs strong first-person perspective made the viewer feel like they had been watching the static dimly-lit scenes from the same angle all along, creating a highly oppressive atmosphere and intense focus. At this point, a sudden appearance of a ghostly face, or a sharp, piercing scream would be enough to scare them out of their wits!
Itâs a primitive technique but unquestionably effective. Itâs like when someone is deeply focused on something, you quietly approach them from behind and then suddenly yell, causing them to leap in fright.
The entire day, Wang Yang had been filming this direct scare shot. After a pause in the footsteps, the male lead, Kevin, was suddenly flung into the bedroom, his body rapidly smacking into the camera, tilting the DV machine.
Shooting this scene posed a problem: how to make Zachary, who played Kevin, âflyâ into the bedroom? Zachary had tried to perform it himself several times, but whether he dived forward or sprung backward, the results were dismal and Zachary even sustained some minor injuries.
Wang Yang pondered long and hard. If he used post-production special effects, he knew he did not have the skills to integrate them seamlessly into the film; and using wire rigs was out of the question due to lack of experience and inevitably high costs.
Finally, it was Rachel who reminded Wang Yang to use practical effects. They bought a piece of cloth and tailored a human-shaped stuffed toy, bent in the middle, to match Zacharyâs body shape. They filled the doll with sponge, put Zacharyâs clothes on it, and created a stand-in for Zachary. Even though the doll was crudely made, the bedroom was dimly-lit and murky, so it wouldnât be visible on camera, and it was sufficient for the filming needs.
The stuffed toy was flung into the bedroom by Wang Yang and Zachary together, then violently smashed into the DV machine. This simple shot became complex due to the dollâs changing shape in the air and the resulting camera angle after hitting the DV machine. Wang Yang shot it dozens of times, nearly destroying the doll, before finally getting the scene right.
Now, only the final shot remained. After Kevin was thrown into the bedroom, Mel calmly walked in, her clothing and face smeared with blood. She squatted down in front of Kevinâs body, seemingly noticed the DV camera, smiled at the camera lens, then reached out and turned off the machine, and the movie ended.
To shoot this scene, Rachelâs blue plaid pajama top and her face were smeared with red syrup, representing the filmâs only âbloodyâ scene.
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âYang, Iâm ready,â Rachel said to Wang Yang, then she stepped out of the bedroom to wait in the corridor; meanwhile, Zachary curled up in a ball on the floor, covering half of the cameraâs view.
Wang Yang, also crouched on the floor behind the DV camera, looked at the screen and shouted, âOkay, places everyone, the final shot of the movie, action!â His heart skipped a beat as he pressed the start recording button on the DV camera.
In the dimly lit bedroom, with only a faint and eerie blue light, Rachel, playing Mel, stood motionless at the bedroom door. She slowly walked over, step by step, squatted in front of Kevinâs corpse, her face deadpan. Suddenly, she looked at the DV camera and laughed wickedly, her hand reaching out toward the camera, plunging the lens into darkness.
âCut!â Wang Yang frowned, indicating his dissatisfaction with the performance. Having spent a week with him, Rachel had become familiar with his mannerisms. Seeing him biting his lip, she knew it meant he was brewing something to say, so she quietly watched him.
She guessed right, for Wang Yang soon told her, âRachel, your smile was a bit overdone. For this final shot, Melâs smile doesnât need to be so exaggerated. You can smile more naturally, which combined with the rest of the movie, is more frightening, chilling, understand?â He was still lying on the floor, looking up at Rachel, who had stood up, and added, âAlso, when you walk over, make your stride more rigid, and your face calmer.â
Rachel gave an âOKâ sign with her hand and said with a smile, âI get it, smile more naturally, like this, right?â
âYes, thatâs not bad, but I need it a bit sweeter! You know, like youâre looking at your boyfriend,â Wang Yang finished speaking and Zachary on the floor muttered, âOh, smiling sweetly in front of your boyfriendâs corpse, thatâs sick.â Seeing Rachel ready at the doorway, Wang Yang smiled and announced, âThatâs the sick effect I want. 3, 2, 1, action!â
Upon hearing action, Rachel walked over step by step. This time her body was very stiff, like a zombie; she squatted in front of Kevinâs body, slowly smiled at the DV camera, her dimples revealing. Those dimples, which always looked sweet, now smeared with blood, gave a sweet smile that sent shivers down oneâs spine.
Wang Yang clenched his fists, feeling a surge of warmth in his heart, and shouted loudly, âWell done! Thatâs a wrap!â
âItâs a wrap! A wrap!â In excitement, Zachary sprang up from the floor; Rachel breathed a sigh of relief, closed her eyes with a smile, then opened them again, her face all genuine, sweet smiles.
âItâs over! The movie is finished! We did it!â Wang Yang stood up from the floor, uncontrollably swinging his clenched fist, and exclaimed, âYES,â saying, âMy God! Iâm so happy! Unbelievable! Weâre done, weâve perfectly wrapped up! This whole week it was like living in a dream! My God!â He looked at Rachel and Zachary, excitedly adding, âThanks for your hard work, you really did great!â
He opened his arms and hugged Zachary, patting Zacharyâs back in gratitude, âThank you, Zachary! You were amazing!â Zachary laughed and patted him back, saying, âYang, I thank you too. You gave me an opportunity.â
Letting go of Zachary, Wang Yang then turned to Rachel with a smile, and Rachel, also smiling, took the initiative to open her arms and hug him. The two embraced tightly. Wang Yang spoke earnestly, âRachel, thank you, a huge thanks! You were fantastic. You reminded me of so much and helped me tremendously⦠I donât know what else to say, just, thank you.â
Rachel leaned on Wang Yangâs shoulders, her face serene with a gentle smile and slight dimples, her voice soft, âYang, youâve taught me a lot. Iâve gained so much this week, learned a lot of things you canât learn in school.â She added with a laugh, âAnd working with you has been a pleasure.â
âIâve enjoyed it too,â Wang Yang said with a smile, patting her shoulder, and the two separated, sharing another smile.
Just then, Zachary sighed, âOh, itâs amazing when I think about it. I actually became the male lead for once! Wow, itâs so surprising!â He spoke earnestly, âHonestly, Iâve had a fulfilling and happy week. Every day thereâs filming, getting to perform in front of the camera, oh, thatâs my favorite job. Not like guiding people in the supermarket.â
Rachel smiled, âYeah, this is more fun than sitting in class.â She shrugged and said, âBut of course, I still have to go to class. This week of acting has shown me I have far to go, a lot to learn.â
âI canât believe I have to go back to my old life tomorrow,â Zachary sighed with a touch of melancholy, the previous excitement disappeared, shaking his head and saying, âEvery day, guiding people in the supermarket, âHey, do you know where the vegetable section is?â, âOh, itâs over there, maâam, come with meâ, âHey kid, you canât crush the chipsâ¦â My God!â He covered his forehead, âItâs always the same. If thereâs an audition, I try my luck in Hollywood, and if Iâm lucky, I get an extra part, usually just as a face in the crowd.â
Seeing the mood turn somber, Wang Yang opened the curtains, letting the light from outside flood in, instantly brightening the bedroom, and jokingly said, âBuddy, donât worry. Once this movie is released, even if you donât become a big star, youâll get plenty of opportunities for supporting roles.â
Zachary and Rachel both laughed, but Zachary left unsaid, how easy is it to get this movie distributed? A home DV production, a ten-thousand US dollars budget, a young director barely eighteen and two months⦠Which distribution company would favor it?
But what Zachary didnât know was that Wang Yang couldnât even be considered a young director, just a âBabyâ director. In Hollywood, a thirty-year-old directing a movie is considered quite young, and the Guinness World Records lists such an entry, the youngest director in Hollywood, Steven Paul, who was just 20 when he directed âTo Fall in Love Againâ in 1980. Wang Yang, right now, is 18 and a little over two months.
All of a sudden, Zachary proposed, âYang, Rachel, I have an idea, letâs go out to a bar to hang out.â He rubbed his head and said, âYou know, after today, who knows when weâll be able to get together again.â
âSure,â Rachel nodded happily, and Wang Yang agreed, âYeah.â He looked at Rachel and said with a laugh, âBut you guys need to change out of your clothes first, itâs not Halloween, vampires canât come out yet.â
Rachel grinned and made a wicked expression, dipped her finger in the âbloodâ on her face, put it in her mouth, and sipped it, huskily saying, âHow sweet.â Then she couldnât help but burst into laughter.
âOh, wait! Rachel, this shot is quite interesting, I think I should add it to the movie! Everyone, our work isnât over yet!â Wang Yang suddenly snapped his fingers, his face serious. He looked at the stunned Rachel and Zachary, then suddenly burst out laughing, âAll right, all right, Iâm just joking. My friends, go change your clothes.â
Rachel rolled her eyes at him and said with a shrug, âActually, I wish you werenât joking.â Zachary also sighed, âYeah, as soon as I heard âPlaces everyone,â I felt a surge of energy throughout my body.â
âWow, Iâm really touched, but itâs already over.â Wang Yang said as he shook his head with a smile, while he packed away the DV camera, feeling somewhat lost, not knowing when he would be able to call out âPlaces everyone,â âAction,â and âCutâ againâ¦
After some laughter, Rachel went to the restroom to change clothes and wash her face; and Zachary, who was wearing a white tank top, only needed to put on a T-shirt and a jacket.
Wang Yang connected the DV camera to the computer, transferring the footage shot today to the computer. While waiting, his phone suddenly rang. He took it out to see it was a call from Jessica Alba, who called every day around this time, close to dusk, to ask about the progress of the movie. Wang Yang smiled as he answered, âHi, Jessica.â
âHi, Yang. How did the filming go today? Is it done?â Jessica asked, knowing from yesterdayâs call that the filming might end today.
Wang Yang leaned back comfortably in his chair, watching the progress of the transfer complete on the computer screen, and said into the phone with a smile, âMm, itâs done. My God! Jessica, do you know? This feeling is so great, so amazing!â He exclaimed with a âWow,â and said, âIâm feeling very fulfilled, very excited. Just think, I actually made a movie, Iâve been a director, my God, itâs crazy, unbelievable!â
âYang, congratulations, Iâm proud of you,â said Jessica, laughing with delight. She originally wanted to come and witness the final moments of the movieâs shooting today, but that morning, she had suddenly received an audition opportunity, a minor role as a retail store cashier who had a few lines with the lead actor. It ended in failure, the filmâs director and producer both rejected her, because she didnât have the ordinary temperament of a cashier, and they eventually chose a round-faced Caucasian girl.
She wanted to mention this to Wang Yang, to express her dissatisfaction, but now Wang Yang was so happy, she felt she shouldnât bring up such a disappointing subject.
Wang Yang swiveled in his chair and invited, âOh, we are about to head out to a bar to celebrate. Are you free to join us?â Before he finished speaking, he let out an âOh,â slapped his forehead with a chuckle, and said, âJessica, I almost forgot, youâre not even 18 yet.â
Being under 18 means youâre not an adult, nor do you have the right to enter bars or nightclubs. Forget trying to slip in, in America, before entering a bar, you must show your ID to the bouncer. Without proof of adulthood, they absolutely wonât let you in, because itâs not just a matter of morality, itâs the law.
Itâs prohibited for minors to enter bars and nightclubs or to consume alcohol. Consequently, selling alcohol to minors is also forbidden. The laws in America regarding this are very strict, and enforcement is well-handled. In some areas near bars, police may even patrol all day, ready to check the ages of suspicious individuals. If itâs discovered that a bar allowed a minor to enter and sold them alcohol, the owner could face a light sentence of a fine or a revoked license or a severe one of imprisonment.
âYes, I canât go now.â After speaking with him for a while, Wang Yang was about to head off to the bar, and she said, âYang, have fun, bye!
The bar they were heading to was recommended by Zachary. It was a bar where you could enter at the age of 18. There was a stage in the middle with a small dance floor beneath it, and smoking was prohibited, so it was quite clean. Although it was crowded and noisy, there was no smoky haze. Strictly speaking, even though Zachary was born in 1980, he hadnât yet turned 18 and shouldnât have been allowed in the bar. However, he seemed to be familiar with this place and was let in by the bouncer, who, of course, stamped a red mark on the back of his hand.
The red mark meant that the person was not eligible to buy alcohol, because the legal drinking age in the US is 21. In contrast, those who were over 21 were stamped with a blue mark. Thus, 18 years and 2 months old Wang Yang and 19 years and 5 months old Rachel had their hands stamped with the red mark by the bouncer.
âCheers!â Wang Yang, Rachel, and Zachary sat in a corner of the bar, toasting with their glasses of chilled soft drinks before taking a sip. They had no choice: although they were old enough to enter the bar, they werenât old enough to buy alcohol, so they stuck to soft drinks or water, and they chose soft drinks.
âSo, Yang, why do you want to become a director?â Zachary asked with a smile, as Rachel looked on with interest. It was the most common type of bar game, where everyone asks each other questions, and the person asked has to give an honest answer.
Wang Yang furrowed his brows in confusion and said, âIf I say the reason is âbecause I like it,â will you guys hit me?â Zachary and Rachel both rolled their eyes and said âPlease,â and Wang Yang just shrugged and replied, âOK, OK. Well, Iâve always liked movies since I was young. When I listened to stories or read Grimmâs Fairy Tales, my mind would fill with many images, even from a simple idea, I couldnât help but turn it into scenes. Then I thought, if I could film those, like in the movies, that would be so cool.â
âThatâs why I aspired to be a director.â Wang Yang took a sip of his soft drink before adding with a laugh, âThereâs another reason. Have you seen the movie âCinema Paradisoâ? I watched it back then, but at the end of the movie, when Toto screened Alfredoâs cut film, my mom covered my eyes. Oh, I was so, so curious about what Alfredo cut, and at that time, I thought only directors could see those films. So now you know.â
Rachel and Zachary both laughed good-naturedly, and Zachary curiously asked, âHave you watched it now? I mean, the last films from âCinema Paradisoâ?â
Wang Yang shook his head and said, âI know whatâs in them, but I still havenât gone to see them.â Rachel looked at him with a mock-reminder tone and laughed, âYang, youâre a director now, you can watch them.â Wang Yang smiled and replied, âNo, I told myself when I was young that I would go to see them after my first movie was released. I canât break that promise, itâs also what keeps me moving forward.â
Rachel and Zachary nodded absentmindedly, and Wang Yang asked, âSo, Rachel, Zachary, why did you want to become actors?â He looked at Rachel and said with a smile, âLadies first.â
âThank you.â Rachel smiled, then said seriously, âWell, actually, like you, I âlikeâ it.â Wang Yang and Zachary booed her, and Rachel smiled as she began her story, âOK, when I was very young, I loved to dance. Toronto is a cold city with many ice rinks, so I took up figure skating, which is a kind of ice dance. Then one day, my father took me to a musical, and I was enchanted.â
She exclaimed âWowâ with a sense of wonder, âIt was so stunning, the world on stage was so fascinating, so romantic, I wanted to be a part of it. So, I gave up skating and started practicing dramatic arts.â
âThen why arenât you a stage actress now?â Zachary asked curiously.
Rachel smiled slightly and said, âBecause I later realized that what I loved most wasnât the dance, it wasnât the singing and dancing of musicals, but those romantic, charming, and fun stories, and in this regard, films satisfy me more.â She paused, grinned showing her dimples, and said, âIn fact, I can still play in stage dramas, be assured I havenât fallen behind much in dance.â
âHardworking Rachel! Here, letâs give her a round of applause.â Wang Yang took the lead in clapping, and Zachary also clapped enthusiastically; Rachel maintained her smile, occasionally rolling her eyes and making funny faces. After the commotion, Wang Yang turned to Zachary and asked with a smile, âAnd you, buddy?â
Zachary took a sip of his soda, scratched his head, and said somewhat shyly, âI wanted to be a race car driver, a dancer, I even wanted to be a police officer, doctor, pilot⦠But, as you all know, in reality, you can only choose one of these professions; itâs impossible to become all of them. Then.â He tilted his head as if struck by a marvelous revelation, âWhen I found out about acting, being an actor meant you could experience all these professions, right? You could even be 007! Just like that, I fell in love with the profession of acting.â
Wang Yang raised his cup with a smile, âNow, weâve all made it, havenât we? Cheers!â Rachel and Zachary also raised their cups, and the three of them laughed as they clinked their glasses and each took a sip of their soda.
The trio chatted for a while, when suddenly the bar started playing fast-paced rock music, and the entire place erupted with exuberance, constant whistling, and the young men and women in the small dance floor pulsating with energy.
Hearing the music, Zachary, who loved dancing, couldnât contain himself any longer. He stood up and plunged into the small dance floor, twisting his body to the rhythm of the song, dancing on his own.
âLetâs dance too!â Wang Yang stood up, walked over to Rachelâs chair, and extended his hand invitingly, imitating the accent of a charming gentleman with a smile, âWould this beautiful lady allow me the pleasure of a dance?â
Like a graceful lady, Rachel smiled generously, extended her slender hand, and lightly placed it in Wang Yangâs, âOf course, Iâd be delighted, itâs my honor.â
Wang Yang, smiling, pulled her to her feet, and they walked to the dance floor. Wang Yangâs right hand supported her waist, while Rachelâs left hand lay on his right; their other hands clasped tightly together, and they naturally began to waltz. The bar was currently blasting rock by The Beatles, and everyone else was shaking dance of their own, leaving them to stand out.
They took a few steps in sync, and Rachel couldnât help but laugh, âYang, do you think we look odd? Itâs rock music now.â
Wang Yang, with an unconcerned smile, kept stepping in time and said with a laugh, âRock music? So what? Rachel, do you know what âwaltzâ means?â He made a gliding step and said with a smile, âThe word comes from German, and in German, it means rolling or spinning. Would you say a waltz contradicts rock?â
Rachel, effortlessly keeping up with his steps, looked at him interested, âWow, I didnât know you also studied dance.â Wang Yang laughed, âJust a little bit.â Rachel said with a smile, âNo, not just a little, you dance very well.â
The waltz is a dance that demands coordination, and though it was their first time dancing together, and the current music was not a waltz tune, they danced with the fluidity of passing clouds, without making mistakes like stepping on each otherâs feet. This showed that both were skilled dancers and had great chemistry.
âOh, you too.â Wang Yang laughed as he turned around in the crowd, gliding gracefully through the dense dance floor, attracting many onlookers. While Rachel moved in sync with him, she laughed, âWell, Iâm not the same, I trained for this, but youâre someone who learned how to make movies.â
Wang Yang laughed, âOh, filmmaking is my dream; dancing is my hobby! Who doesnât like to dance?â After a few more steps, he suddenly said, âBeautiful girl, letâs try something more challenging!â With that, he lifted Rachel by her waist and she, understanding his intention, pushed off the floor and, following his lead, executed a spin.
âNow this is tango!â Rachel exclaimed with a âWow.â
âGood, thatâs easy for you, letâs do it again!â Wang Yang laughed as he held her waist, and, upon reaching an open space on the dance floor, they began spinning ceaselessly. Rachel responded calmly and said with a smile, âBring it on, Iâm ready.â
The two locked eyes, their bodies pressed together and twirling, yet not making a single mistake, enjoying the silent understanding between them.