Chapter 223

When a play was filmed, the two protagonists, Heath Ledger and Michelle Williams, were somewhat out of strength. According to Ang Lee's requirements and the kind of scene he needed, they should have exerted too much force.

Heath Ledger was panting. Looking closely, he could see a thin layer of sweat on his face and back. With some blood in his eyes and trembling in his arms, he seemed to have more to say, so he was stopped.

In the end, they didn't really come, but their state was on the line and had to send... Finally, they didn't send out. It can be imagined how depressed Heath Ledger was.

No way, the director stopped. What else can you do.

Michelle's condition is similar to Heath's, with her blond hair in a mess, some of which are pasted on her face. The eyes are somewhat blurred, and the white skin is suffused with red light. This lovely little woman looks charming and enchanting at this time.

How can I bear it? It's obviously unbearable.

Well, it's not something Tracy can worry about. He just watches the excitement. It's a fun play.

He also felt Ang Lee's bad taste. He was really sad. He had been with Stanley Kubrick's crew, the sullen master. Ang Lee was on a par with him.

The two protagonists had a little rest in bed and went to change their clothes. Ang Lee looked at the shot again and again, nodding as he looked, as if he was muttering something.

Tracy didn't listen carefully, but he could probably guess that he was evaluating Heath's performance.

Doesn't he feel at all? He can't get up?

Tracy said on one side that he was speechless. He thought he couldn't do it. Ang Lee may really have a little g tendency.

When Ang Lee finishes sorting out today's director's diary, it's already 8 p.m.

After a day's work, Ang Lee was in good spirits. On the way back to the hotel, he also took Tracy to discuss the plot of the script.

The other staff members are very tired, especially today's two protagonists heath and Michelle, the big boss, producer and screenwriter, greeted them. They were both lack of interest. They quickly confessed and went back to their room to have a rest.

Tracy wanted to invite them to a snack, but he didn't have time to say it.

Ang Lee went back to his room, but let Tracy go to his room later. He took a bath first.

Tracy agreed to Ang Lee's request and prepared to go back to the room with Annie first, but she found that Annie, who had been around just now, suddenly disappeared.

He glanced around and didn't find Anne's figure, so he walked forward, turned a corner and found Anne's sneaky figure.

"Baby, what are you doing?" Tracy asked, patting her on the shoulder.

"Ah! You scared me to death, dear." Annie should be eavesdropping. She didn't find anyone close at all. She trembled and found that Tracy was relieved.

"What are you doing?" Tracy frowned slightly.

"Nothing..." Annie squeaked, looked around carefully, and whispered in Tracy's ear, "I saw... I saw Heath Ledger sneaking into Michelle's room. They wouldn't be..."

"Are you eavesdropping? Gee, what's your business? It's meddling." Tracy rolled her eyes and patted Anne's small head.

Annie tooted her mouth, looked at Tracy unhappily, rubbed her head, "they are too brave, and they are not afraid of the director's discovery..."

"They just solve the problems that haven't been solved just now. The director already knows their problems, so don't worry about it." Tracy smiled badly, and Heath Ledger obviously didn't want to bear it.

It's no wonder that Ang Lee has been tossing around all night. It's strange that he can't hold back his illness.

"The director knows?" Annie stared wide, a little surprised.

"Of course, you think only you observe carefully."

"The director... He doesn't care."

"Every crew has this kind of thing. As long as it doesn't affect the shooting, why bother so much." Tracy shrugged indifferently, didn't discuss the topic with her, and took her back to the room.

In his memory, Heath Ledger's only marriage before his suicide was with this Michelle Williams. The two met and fell in love because of Brokeback Mountain. In this life, Tracy's uncertain factor has not changed anything. On the contrary, they met one year in advance.

Back in the room, Tracy kept warm with Anne for a while and went to Ang Lee's room.

After taking a bath, Ang Lee wore a thick Nightgown, took a bottle of whisky in his hand, poured Tracy a glass, and it was very comfortable to drink a mouthful of spirits in the cold.

The two touched each other. Ang Lee complained, "if you stay on the crew, I'll save a lot of trouble."

Tracy said with a smile, "Lee, you know it's impossible. I won't stay on the crew all the time. I'll go back to Los Angeles in two days. The crew of Mr. and Mrs. Smith is still waiting for me."

He left the crew of Mr. and Mrs. Smith. The crew can run as usual and shoot other scenes first, but he can't leave for too long.

"You're interested in acting. Why don't you take the role of Jack Drizzt? It's more challenging than the killer role." Ang Lee frowned, obviously dissatisfied with Tracy's choice.

"Ha ha." Tracy smiled and drank a mouthful of whisky. She didn't want to pick up his words.

Although he knows that several characters in Brokeback Mountain will sweep major awards, it is absolutely impossible for him to play a gay.

Ang Lee didn't continue to tangle with this topic, but got up and took some photos. "Look, it's a lot different from the brokeback mountain you imagined."

Tracy took the photos and looked at them. They were some scenery photos of mountain grassland. Generally speaking, the scenery was good, but there was a sense of desolation, which was much different from the brokeback mountain he thought.

It should be said that it is very different from the scenery in the movies he has seen. The scenery in the original film is so beautiful that these photos can't compare.

"It's a lot worse."

Tracy put down the photo. Ang Lee then said, "the Mountain Ranch here is not suitable for shooting. I think your idea should be the same as me. I've sent someone to Montana to see if there is a suitable place for me."

Tracy nodded slightly and agreed with Ang Lee. He thought for a moment, recalled the pictures he had seen, and said, "ask some people to go to Canada. The scenery there is also good."

In my memory, I seem to have read a message about the location of Brokeback Mountain. Some fans went to Brokeback Mountain because they saw the film and fell in love with the scenery inside.

After a trip to Wyoming, there was no Brokeback Mountain here. After many inquiries, I learned that the original viewfinder was in the mountains of southern Alberta, Canada.

"Going to Canada? Then the cost may be exceeded."

"Money is not a problem, it's mainly to find the Brokeback Mountain in our mind," Tracy said with a smile. He also said that those who know Ang Lee better are persistent people. If they can't find the scenery he wants, the project will take longer.

"Just wait for you." Ang Lee smiled. An investor who shares his ideas and supports him is exactly what he wants.

The problem of framing is not a big problem. Ang Lee immediately talked about the problems of the two male protagonists.

"Heath and Jack can't get into the state all the time. They always feel so bad. Sometimes the traces of the performance are too heavy and they don't get distracted at all.

I've talked to them many times, but the effect is not good. This has bothered me for a long time. It happens that when you come, it's up to you. After all, you wrote the script, and you should have the most say. "

I have a p's voice. God knows what it feels like to like a man.

Tracy has a black line and wants to refuse Ang Lee's proposal. He doesn't want to take the job.

However, on second thought, I suddenly thought of a way, "you can let them live together. Yes, this method is the easiest to cultivate their tacit understanding."

"Live together? In the same room? And..."

"Yes, I sleep together at night."

"That's a good idea."