Chapter 1818: Screenwriter inspiration
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Hugo made a big circle, and it was almost eleven o'clock when he arrived at Sunset Plaza. He estimated that he was at least half an hour later than Ernst, but he went up the stairs along the familiar and unfamiliar trail, far away. , Hugo saw Ernst's staggering back. This made Hugo stunned, and subconsciously wanted to step forward to catch up, but after only walking two steps, his pace slowed down, and then he stood still.
Ernst's rickety figure was dragged down by the creamy yellow street lamp, the cold moonlight vented down, and a silver edge was outlined on his neat black suit, which looked solemn and solemn. Ernst's footsteps were very slow, so slow that he was almost moving, leaning on crutches slowly, as if avoiding busy ants on the ground. However, such Ernst does not seem to be pitiful at all. On the contrary, his back is straight, his feet are slow but steady, and his right hand supporting the cane does not tremble at all. He looks like an old man who is walking. That's it.
However, looking at Ernst’s back, Hugo couldn’t help his nose sore, because on the long and narrow stairs, he was the only figure walking slowly, and the noise of Sunset Square not far behind seemed to have completely disappeared. , Here is another world isolated, quiet, peaceful, slow... but lonely. Only Ernst was alone.
Hugo has always been a person who is afraid of loneliness. He yearns for the company of friends. This is the case for the band, the crew, and the life. This is Hugo's weakness. He always values his friends too much, and always values the word "love" too much. Even if he walks independently, his deep concern is still the source of his motivation.
However, Ernst has only one person, and there is no object in his heart. The only thing that accompanies him is the script. Hugo didn't know how Ernst persisted, but he knew that this was his bottom line and his dignity.
Tempest, angry, unfamiliar, withdrawn... these are Ernst's umbrellas, he carefully concealed his inner loneliness and concern. Go on in a boring life alone.
Looking at Ernst in front of him, Hugo had mixed feelings in his heart, not knowing what to say, or even what mentality to face him. Suddenly, Ernst's footsteps stopped, and he stood stiffly on the spot. It turned out that he had already reached the platform at the top of the stairs, and walking a few steps forward was where the door of the apartment was located. Ernst stood on the spot adjusting his breathing, and he stopped just like that, as if time and space had stopped.
A gleam of light flashed in Hugo's mind. He knew that what Ernst needed was not sympathy or mercy, because Ernst never felt that he was weak, he didn't need these negative feelings; what Ernst needed It is recognition, passion, and rekindled enthusiasm deep in my heart. Hugo thought of the script.
After Hugo met Ernst last year, he felt inspired and thought of a script inspiration, but then he entered a long tour of "hurricanes and rains", and he did not continue to develop in the framework of the script. But now, the thoughts in Hugo's mind are surging again, why can't he create a script? A script based on Ernst? Not necessarily realistic, but a script inspired by Ernst?
He can write a screenwriter—or a story about an author who has experienced tremendous brilliance. He climbed to the pinnacle of his career, but then fell to the bottom...
No, this is too cliché and too gloomy. Hugo looked at Ernst’s back, and a bold opposite appeared in his mind. Maybe he could create a comedy script, not only because of Ernst, but also because of himself, he could write a relaxed and comfortable story to interpret. The old man in front of him.
So, this author should still be at the peak of his career. He can create all kinds of...love stories—romantic romance novels, but in fact, he himself is a very annoying guy. He utters bad words, and is always used to attacking others with vicious words, even at the risk of tearing away their scars, but not because of his nature, but because...because he doesn't know how to get along with others, he is used to Yu tells the truth, tells the truth, and speaks the vernacular. He does not know how to humor, do not know how to polite, do not know how to socialize, so it is easy to hurt each other between words, so that he begins to reject social interaction and refuse to integrate into society.
But what was the beginning of all this?
This writer is a very difficult person to serve. He has...obsessive-compulsive disorder and serious cleanliness, which he cannot control.
He must keep everything neatly arranged in a certain sequence, and he must disinfect his hands at all times—one type of soap for the first time, another type of soap for the second time, and only one use. He must use it once when he closes the door. Locked five times in a row and unlocked five times. He must avoid any lines and patterns when he walks-so the brick path is fatal. He must use the utensils he brings when eating. He follows strict menu requirements every time he orders. , He refused to have any physical contact with strangers-including shaking hands, he must sit in a fixed position, he has severe allergic symptoms, so he is extremely sensitive to any hair...
It is precisely because of his uncontrollable obsessive-compulsive disorder that he is not only difficult to serve, but also more difficult to get along with. He seems to have the ability to easily irritate anyone around him, but at the same time, he has a lot of troubles because of these obsessive-compulsive disorders. A joke that makes people helpless-involuntary situation.
In the eyes of others, he is a super hard to serve weird, and annoying, almost can easily make anyone hate him within three minutes of seeing him. But in fact, this is beyond his control, and occasionally he hates himself, but there is still no way to change these habits.
It was precisely because the people around him couldn’t understand and didn’t want to understand him, so he gradually began to alienate from the crowd and became more and more withdrawn. After being withdrawn, he became less and less aware of how to deal with people... With no way to break the vicious circle of deductions, he becomes more and more lonely and troublesome, even if he is always convincing himself, "Let me be alone, it is more convenient and happier for me to live alone. "He always faces life with a smile, but no one can see the true thoughts in his heart.
Although in the distant future, there are many works with such annoying personality as the protagonist. The TV series "The Big Bang Theory" is one of them, and it has won a large number of fans; but in fact, this type of work is still not too many. Don't say it is now in 1997.
On the one hand, it is difficult for the audience to have a sense of substitution by using an annoying guy as the protagonist; on the other hand, it is also because people's understanding of mental illnesses such as obsessive-compulsive disorder and delusional disorder is still not comprehensive and in-depth under current social conditions.
People always use their own position to reject, reject, hate and even blame such people. Therefore, this puts more stringent requirements on the profound background of the script. It is absolutely impossible to challenge such an unpleasant personality to be acceptable and even pleasing. The screenwriter is not only required to clarify the protagonist’s personality, but not too deliberate or too sensational; at the same time, the screenwriter is also required to integrate the plot of the story and subtly combine the fragility of the protagonist’s heart with the story, so as to truly sublimate the theme of the story. , Not just "vulgar comedy."
This is a difficult task for Hugo, because his screenwriter so far is only "Before Sunrise"-he never takes the nomination of "Shawshank's Redemption" seriously, Hugo's framework for the story of the script There are too many shortcomings in construction, detail polishing, rhythm control, etc., so for Hugo, it is actually very difficult to master such a script.
It was a difficult challenge to use an annoying man as the protagonist, and Hugo also wanted to write a comedy that was almost a black hole of the screenwriter-a funny laugh is always more difficult than tears, and more importantly, Hugo still hopes to write a comedy. Ernst is the prototype, telling a true and not exaggerated story, and he hopes to tell something, something with practical significance through this story. This is almost tantamount to finding myself a big trouble that cannot be solved.
So, what exactly does Hugo want to tell in this script? What about the lonely heart of the distasteful male protagonist? This really sounds like the story setting of a Colombian dog blood soap opera.
Maybe everyone has their own paranoia deep in their hearts, and they have been trying to pursue perfection, but on this road, they will always encounter various obstacles-from Life also comes from destiny. Everyone is not qualified to criticize others, because in fact, everyone's heart is the same. The pursuit of perfection has led to that irreparable defect. Therefore, everyone is lonely, because no one can understand the loneliness that can be talked about. Even the weirdest annoyance, he is looking forward to the day someone can tolerate his quirks and his paranoia. Accompany him by his side to watch the magnificence of the sunset.
Perhaps, we are not unwilling to change, but we have not yet met a person who can tolerate and change ourselves. Therefore, we are still tirelessly pursuing perfection, not our own perfection, but the other half who makes ourselves perfect.
"You make me want to be a better man."
Ernst at the end of the stairs stepped forward again, alone, his lonely back disappeared little by little at the end of the dark sight. Hugo still just stood quietly in place, raising his head to look at the one on the second floor. Familiar location, waiting quietly, waiting for the lamp to slowly turn on, the hazy halo dispelled the darkness, like a firefly in the dark night, trying to light up the world with a faint light, But the power is too small.
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Hugo made a big circle, and it was almost eleven o'clock when he arrived at Sunset Plaza. He estimated that he was at least half an hour later than Ernst, but he went up the stairs along the familiar and unfamiliar trail, far away. , Hugo saw Ernst's staggering back. This made Hugo stunned, and subconsciously wanted to step forward to catch up, but after only walking two steps, his pace slowed down, and then he stood still.
Ernst's rickety figure was dragged down by the creamy yellow street lamp, the cold moonlight vented down, and a silver edge was outlined on his neat black suit, which looked solemn and solemn. Ernst's footsteps were very slow, so slow that he was almost moving, leaning on crutches slowly, as if avoiding busy ants on the ground. However, such Ernst does not seem to be pitiful at all. On the contrary, his back is straight, his feet are slow but steady, and his right hand supporting the cane does not tremble at all. He looks like an old man who is walking. That's it.
However, looking at Ernst’s back, Hugo couldn’t help his nose sore, because on the long and narrow stairs, he was the only figure walking slowly, and the noise of Sunset Square not far behind seemed to have completely disappeared. , Here is another world isolated, quiet, peaceful, slow... but lonely. Only Ernst was alone.
Hugo has always been a person who is afraid of loneliness. He yearns for the company of friends. This is the case for the band, the crew, and the life. This is Hugo's weakness. He always values his friends too much, and always values the word "love" too much. Even if he walks independently, his deep concern is still the source of his motivation.
However, Ernst has only one person, and there is no object in his heart. The only thing that accompanies him is the script. Hugo didn't know how Ernst persisted, but he knew that this was his bottom line and his dignity.
Tempest, angry, unfamiliar, withdrawn... these are Ernst's umbrellas, he carefully concealed his inner loneliness and concern. Go on in a boring life alone.
Looking at Ernst in front of him, Hugo had mixed feelings in his heart, not knowing what to say, or even what mentality to face him. Suddenly, Ernst's footsteps stopped, and he stood stiffly on the spot. It turned out that he had already reached the platform at the top of the stairs, and walking a few steps forward was where the door of the apartment was located. Ernst stood on the spot adjusting his breathing, and he stopped just like that, as if time and space had stopped.
A gleam of light flashed in Hugo's mind. He knew that what Ernst needed was not sympathy or mercy, because Ernst never felt that he was weak, he didn't need these negative feelings; what Ernst needed It is recognition, passion, and rekindled enthusiasm deep in my heart. Hugo thought of the script.
After Hugo met Ernst last year, he felt inspired and thought of a script inspiration, but then he entered a long tour of "hurricanes and rains", and he did not continue to develop in the framework of the script. But now, the thoughts in Hugo's mind are surging again, why can't he create a script? A script based on Ernst? Not necessarily realistic, but a script inspired by Ernst?
He can write a screenwriter—or a story about an author who has experienced tremendous brilliance. He climbed to the pinnacle of his career, but then fell to the bottom...
No, this is too cliché and too gloomy. Hugo looked at Ernst’s back, and a bold opposite appeared in his mind. Maybe he could create a comedy script, not only because of Ernst, but also because of himself, he could write a relaxed and comfortable story to interpret. The old man in front of him.
So, this author should still be at the peak of his career. He can create all kinds of...love stories—romantic romance novels, but in fact, he himself is a very annoying guy. He utters bad words, and is always used to attacking others with vicious words, even at the risk of tearing away their scars, but not because of his nature, but because...because he doesn't know how to get along with others, he is used to Yu tells the truth, tells the truth, and speaks the vernacular. He does not know how to humor, do not know how to polite, do not know how to socialize, so it is easy to hurt each other between words, so that he begins to reject social interaction and refuse to integrate into society.
But what was the beginning of all this?
This writer is a very difficult person to serve. He has...obsessive-compulsive disorder and serious cleanliness, which he cannot control.
He must keep everything neatly arranged in a certain sequence, and he must disinfect his hands at all times—one type of soap for the first time, another type of soap for the second time, and only one use. He must use it once when he closes the door. Locked five times in a row and unlocked five times. He must avoid any lines and patterns when he walks-so the brick path is fatal. He must use the utensils he brings when eating. He follows strict menu requirements every time he orders. , He refused to have any physical contact with strangers-including shaking hands, he must sit in a fixed position, he has severe allergic symptoms, so he is extremely sensitive to any hair...
It is precisely because of his uncontrollable obsessive-compulsive disorder that he is not only difficult to serve, but also more difficult to get along with. He seems to have the ability to easily irritate anyone around him, but at the same time, he has a lot of troubles because of these obsessive-compulsive disorders. A joke that makes people helpless-involuntary situation.
In the eyes of others, he is a super hard to serve weird, and annoying, almost can easily make anyone hate him within three minutes of seeing him. But in fact, this is beyond his control, and occasionally he hates himself, but there is still no way to change these habits.
It was precisely because the people around him couldn’t understand and didn’t want to understand him, so he gradually began to alienate from the crowd and became more and more withdrawn. After being withdrawn, he became less and less aware of how to deal with people... With no way to break the vicious circle of deductions, he becomes more and more lonely and troublesome, even if he is always convincing himself, "Let me be alone, it is more convenient and happier for me to live alone. "He always faces life with a smile, but no one can see the true thoughts in his heart.
Although in the distant future, there are many works with such annoying personality as the protagonist. The TV series "The Big Bang Theory" is one of them, and it has won a large number of fans; but in fact, this type of work is still not too many. Don't say it is now in 1997.
On the one hand, it is difficult for the audience to have a sense of substitution by using an annoying guy as the protagonist; on the other hand, it is also because people's understanding of mental illnesses such as obsessive-compulsive disorder and delusional disorder is still not comprehensive and in-depth under current social conditions.
People always use their own position to reject, reject, hate and even blame such people. Therefore, this puts more stringent requirements on the profound background of the script. It is absolutely impossible to challenge such an unpleasant personality to be acceptable and even pleasing. The screenwriter is not only required to clarify the protagonist’s personality, but not too deliberate or too sensational; at the same time, the screenwriter is also required to integrate the plot of the story and subtly combine the fragility of the protagonist’s heart with the story, so as to truly sublimate the theme of the story. , Not just "vulgar comedy."
This is a difficult task for Hugo, because his screenwriter so far is only "Before Sunrise"-he never takes the nomination of "Shawshank's Redemption" seriously, Hugo's framework for the story of the script There are too many shortcomings in construction, detail polishing, rhythm control, etc., so for Hugo, it is actually very difficult to master such a script.
It was a difficult challenge to use an annoying man as the protagonist, and Hugo also wanted to write a comedy that was almost a black hole of the screenwriter-a funny laugh is always more difficult than tears, and more importantly, Hugo still hopes to write a comedy. Ernst is the prototype, telling a true and not exaggerated story, and he hopes to tell something, something with practical significance through this story. This is almost tantamount to finding myself a big trouble that cannot be solved.
So, what exactly does Hugo want to tell in this script? What about the lonely heart of the distasteful male protagonist? This really sounds like the story setting of a Colombian dog blood soap opera.
Maybe everyone has their own paranoia deep in their hearts, and they have been trying to pursue perfection, but on this road, they will always encounter various obstacles-from Life also comes from destiny. Everyone is not qualified to criticize others, because in fact, everyone's heart is the same. The pursuit of perfection has led to that irreparable defect. Therefore, everyone is lonely, because no one can understand the loneliness that can be talked about. Even the weirdest annoyance, he is looking forward to the day someone can tolerate his quirks and his paranoia. Accompany him by his side to watch the magnificence of the sunset.
Perhaps, we are not unwilling to change, but we have not yet met a person who can tolerate and change ourselves. Therefore, we are still tirelessly pursuing perfection, not our own perfection, but the other half who makes ourselves perfect.
"You make me want to be a better man."
Ernst at the end of the stairs stepped forward again, alone, his lonely back disappeared little by little at the end of the dark sight. Hugo still just stood quietly in place, raising his head to look at the one on the second floor. Familiar location, waiting quietly, waiting for the lamp to slowly turn on, the hazy halo dispelled the darkness, like a firefly in the dark night, trying to light up the world with a faint light, But the power is too small.
Hugo made a big circle, and it was almost eleven o'clock when he arrived at Sunset Plaza. He estimated that he was at least half an hour later than Ernst, but he went up the stairs along the familiar and unfamiliar trail, far away. , Hugo saw Ernst's staggering back. This made Hugo stunned, and subconsciously wanted to step forward to catch up, but after only walking two steps, his pace slowed down, and then he stood still.Ernst's rickety figure was dragged down by the creamy yellow street lamp, the cold moonlight vented down, and a silver edge was outlined on his neat black suit, which looked solemn and solemn. Ernst's footsteps were very slow, so slow that he was almost moving, leaning on crutches slowly, as if avoiding busy ants on the ground. However, such Ernst does not seem to be pitiful at all. On the contrary, his back is straight, his feet are slow but steady, and his right hand supporting the cane does not tremble at all. He looks like an old man who is walking. That's it.However, looking at Ernst's back, Hugo couldn't help his nose sore, because on the long and narrow stairs, he was the only figure walking slowly, and the noise of Sunset Square not far behind seemed to have completely disappeared. , Here is another world isolated, quiet, peaceful, slow... but lonely. Only Ernst was alone.Hugo has always been a person who is afraid of loneliness. He yearns for the company of friends. This is the case for the band, the crew, and the life. This is Hugo's weakness. He always values his friends too much, and always values the word "love" too much. Even if he walks independently, his deep concern is still the source of his motivation.However, Ernst has only one person, and there is no object in his heart. The only thing that accompanies him is the script. Hugo didn't know how Ernst persisted, but he knew that this was his bottom line and his dignity.Tempest, angry, unfamiliar, withdrawn... these are Ernst's umbrellas, he carefully concealed his inner loneliness and concern. Go on in a boring life alone.Looking at Ernst in front of him, Hugo had mixed feelings in his heart, not knowing what to say, or even what mentality to face him. Suddenly, Ernst's footsteps stopped, and he stood stiffly on the spot. It turned out that he had already reached the platform at the top of the stairs, and walking a few steps forward was where the door of the apartment was located. Ernst stood on the spot adjusting his breathing, and he stopped just like that, as if time and space had stopped.A gleam of light flashed in Hugo's mind. He knew that what Ernst needed was not sympathy or mercy, because Ernst never felt that he was weak, he didn't need these negative feelings; what Ernst needed It is recognition, passion, and rekindled enthusiasm deep in my heart. Hugo thought of the script.After Hugo met Ernst last year, he felt inspired and thought of a script inspiration, but then he entered a long tour of "hurricanes and rains", and he did not continue to develop in the framework of the script. But now, the thoughts in Hugo's mind are surging again, why can't he create a script? A script based on Ernst? Not necessarily realistic, but a script inspired by Ernst?He can write a screenwriteror a story about an author who has experienced tremendous brilliance. He climbed to the pinnacle of his career, but then fell to the bottom...No, this is too clich and too gloomy. Hugo looked at Ernst's back, and a bold opposite appeared in his mind. Maybe he could create a comedy script, not only because of Ernst, but also because of himself, he could write a relaxed and comfortable story to interpret. The old man in front of him.So, this author should still be at the peak of his career. He can create all kinds of...love storiesromantic romance novels, but in fact, he himself is a very annoying guy. He utters bad words, and is always used to attacking others with vicious words, even at the risk of tearing away their scars, but not because of his nature, but because...because he doesn't know how to get along with others, he is used to Yu tells the truth, tells the truth, and speaks the vernacular. He does not know how to humor, do not know how to polite, do not know how to socialize, so it is easy to hurt each other between words, so that he begins to reject social interaction and refuse to integrate into society.But what was the beginning of all this?This writer is a very difficult person to serve. He has...obsessive-compulsive disorder and serious cleanliness, which he cannot control.He must keep everything neatly arranged in a certain sequence, and he must disinfect his hands at all timesone type of soap for the first time, another type of soap for the second time, and only one use. He must use it once when he closes the door. Locked five times in a row and unlocked five times. He must avoid any lines and patterns when he walks-so the brick path is fatal. He must use the utensils he brings when eating. He follows strict menu requirements every time he orders. , He refused to have any physical contact with strangers-including shaking hands, he must sit in a fixed position, he has severe allergic symptoms, so he is extremely sensitive to any hair...It is precisely because of his uncontrollable obsessive-compulsive disorder that he is not only difficult to serve, but also more difficult to get along with. He seems to have the ability to easily irritate anyone around him, but at the same time, he has a lot of troubles because of these obsessive-compulsive disorders. A joke that makes people helpless-involuntary situation.In the eyes of others, he is a super hard to serve weird, and annoying, almost can easily make anyone hate him within three minutes of seeing him. But in fact, this is beyond his control, and occasionally he hates himself, but there is still no way to change these habits.It was precisely because the people around him couldn't understand and didn't want to understand him, so he gradually began to alienate from the crowd and became more and more withdrawn. After being withdrawn, he became less and less aware of how to deal with people... With no way to break the vicious circle of deductions, he becomes more and more lonely and troublesome, even if he is always convincing himself, "Let me be alone, it is more convenient and happier for me to live alone. "He always faces life with a smile, but no one can see the true thoughts in his heart.Although in the distant future, there are many works with such annoying personality as the protagonist. The TV series "The Big Bang Theory" is one of them, and it has won a large number of fans; but in fact, this type of work is still not too many. Don't say it is now in 1997.On the one hand, it is difficult for the audience to have a sense of substitution by using an annoying guy as the protagonist; on the other hand, it is also because people's understanding of mental illnesses such as obsessive-compulsive disorder and delusional disorder is still not comprehensive and in-depth under current social conditions.People always use their own position to reject, reject, hate and even blame such people. Therefore, this puts more stringent requirements on the profound background of the script. It is absolutely impossible to challenge such an unpleasant personality to be acceptable and even pleasing. The screenwriter is not only required to clarify the protagonist's personality, but not too deliberate or too sensational; at the same time, the screenwriter is also required to integrate the plot of the story and subtly combine the fragility of the protagonist's heart with the story, so as to truly sublimate the theme of the story. , Not just "vulgar comedy."This is a difficult task for Hugo, because his screenwriter so far is only "Before Sunrise"-he never takes the nomination of "Shawshank's Redemption" seriously, Hugo's framework for the story of the script There are too many shortcomings in construction, detail polishing, rhythm control, etc., so for Hugo, it is actually very difficult to master such a script.It was a difficult challenge to use an annoying man as the protagonist, and Hugo also wanted to write a comedy that was almost a black hole of the screenwriter-a funny laugh is always more difficult than tears, and more importantly, Hugo still hopes to write a comedy. Ernst is the prototype, telling a true and not exaggerated story, and he hopes to tell something, something with practical significance through this story. This is almost tantamount to finding myself a big trouble that cannot be solved.So, what exactly does Hugo want to tell in this script? What about the lonely heart of the distasteful male protagonist? This really sounds like the story setting of a Colombian dog blood soap opera.Maybe everyone has their own paranoia deep in their hearts, and they have been trying to pursue perfection, but on this road, they will always encounter various obstacles-from Life also comes from destiny. Everyone is not qualified to criticize others, because in fact, everyone's heart is the same. The pursuit of perfection has led to that irreparable defect. Therefore, everyone is lonely, because no one can understand the loneliness that can be talked about. Even the weirdest annoyance, he is looking forward to the day someone can tolerate his quirks and his paranoia. Accompany him by his side to watch the magnificence of the sunset.Perhaps, we are not unwilling to change, but we have not yet met a person who can tolerate and change ourselves. Therefore, we are still tirelessly pursuing perfection, not our own perfection, but the other half who makes ourselves perfect."You make me want to be a better man."Ernst at the end of the stairs stepped forward again, alone, his lonely back disappeared little by little at the end of the dark sight. Hugo still just stood quietly in place, raising his head to look at the one on the second floor. Familiar location, waiting quietly, waiting for the lamp to slowly turn on, the hazy halo dispelled the darkness, like a firefly in the dark night, trying to light up the world with a faint light, But the power is too small.
