Next, there were a few sporadic shots of Ryan, but no lines, and they were basically used as live props. After the shooting, he quickly went back to the trailer and changed back to his clothes. After arming the thick winter clothes, he felt the long-lost warmth.

Perhaps the whiskey that Ralph Fiennes drank was effective, and his condition was surprisingly good in the morning, which fully demonstrated the evil qualities of the Nazi murderer, especially several one-man shows, which almost vividly expressed Amon Gauss's psychology with expressions and actions.

"Did you see it? Nat, movies are different from stage plays. Stage plays need to be kept in a stable state, but movies require explosive performances. It requires you to convey all the emotions in the characters through language and actions in a short period of time."

Ryan and Natalie have been watching and learning from each other. No matter their talent, hard work is an essential quality for a successful actor.

"Come on, Ryan, don't show off your pitiful knowledge. I know no less than you." Natalie's expression was very disdainful.

"Well, dear Nat, I don't want to argue with you on the set, it's time to have lunch." Based on the principle that a good man doesn't fight with a woman, Ryan pulled her up from the chair.

When passing by Ralph Fiennes, Ryan greeted him, and this British actor was indeed very good.

"Do you know, Ralph, your performance today is amazing. I met a sexy devil, especially just now, your performance was very wonderful. I discovered kindness in Amon Gauss' eyes, but it instantly turned into coldness and cruelty!"

"Oh, Ryan, this is really not a compliment that can be enjoyed." Ralph Fiennes shook his head. This role is indeed worth exploring, but after acting, he will definitely be scolded by countless people.

Ryan patted his arm and said nothing. You know, when the crew came to him, the casting director was very reckless. Without explaining the role, he actually took out a Nazi military uniform for him to try it on, and was directly bombarded by Ralph Fiennes.

The conditions are limited, and lunch is very simple. Ryan, Jinsley and Natalie are together, eating and talking about some of the filming situations. To be precise, this is not a pleasant experience. Although the atmosphere in the crew is more peaceful than most crews, the dark clouds of history always cover the sky on the set.

The first problem was Spielberg. It didn't take long to turn on the computer, but his bloodline and family history made him bear a heavy burden and gradually showed signs of depression.

Fortunately, an assistant who had followed him for many years passed the situation back to Los Angeles. Perhaps in these few days, Spielberg's wife, children and a few old friends would fly to visit the set.

Several people stopped talking about the topic. Jinsley's satellite phone rang. After she answered, she said a few words and looked at Ryan.

"Nicole's phone." He said, handing over the satellite phone.

Nicole Ryan was a little surprised that this was not the routine conversation time between him and Nicole.

"Nicole, what happened?" he asked.

"Dear, a few French people came here."

"French?" Ryan rolled his eyes and looked at Natalie.

"Yes, to be precise, it's an actor and a director named Jean Renault and...Luc Besson." Nicole's voice paused, "Have you mailed the script that Natt's close to France?"

"Yes, I asked Pat to mail it to Jean Renault."

"Well, they want to talk to you about the script, they're in Los Angeles."

"It's going to be a while. The scene between Nat and I is not over yet." Ryan gestured to Natalie, but changed it back to a pair of white eyes.

"I told them that you were filming in Poland, but the director was anxious and wanted to find you in Poland."

"That's it..." Ryan thought for a moment, "Nicole, I haven't seen you for a long time. If you have time, bring them to Poland, right?"

After hanging up the phone, Ryan shook his head. If he had changed to another subject, even if Luc Besson fell in love with him, he would not be so anxious. However, this kind of deviant love between a little girl and a middle-aged uncle was too fond of the French. With their personality, they would definitely be like a wolf who had seen a sheep.

Ryan briefly explained the matter. Natalie and Jinslie were fine. After all, they both knew the script he wrote specifically, but Mrs. Shelley was surprised.

"Ryan, you mean, you wrote a script specifically for Nat?" she asked.

"Yes." Ryan glared at Natalie, obviously she had never mentioned it to her mother.

"O God."

Mrs. Shelley exclaimed, looked at her daughter, and then at Ryan. The two of them were making eye contact that no one understood, and they couldn't help but frown.

Is the relationship between them a bit too good?

After lunch, the crew moved outdoors, and Ryan returned to the Jewish teenager's outfit. If the filming went well, he would soon die in the camera.

This shot is equally important. After listening to Schindler's persuasion, Amon Gauss seemed to make some kind changes, but in the end he returned to the murderous demon, completely cutting off Schindler's extravagant hopes.

This is also a factor that prompted Schindler to transition from sympathizer to hero.

"Ryan, you walk down the stairs on the set and keep moving forward, walking forward with a desire for life, when gunfire sounds..."

Stephen Spielberg was a rare occasion for himself to play the role of the actors, and Ryan kept nodding, and he remembered this clip very clearly.

When I first watched this movie in my previous life, I saw Amon Gauss letting go of the Jewish boy. He thought this guy would discover his conscience and arouse a little humanity, but in the end he was even more crazy killing.

“cut!”

As soon as Ryan walked down the stairs, Spielberg called to stop. He looked at the camera and pointed to the top of his head, "Don't bring the hat so neatly, be a little tilted."

The stylist immediately came up and made a whole hat for him. After Spielberg nodded, Ryan returned to the stairs, behind him was the huge set of the villa.

It was Amon Gauss' villa, so naturally the crew could not build a villa on the high ground for the sake of shooting, it was just a set.

The scenes about the stairs are all long-range shots. After solving the hat problem, Ryan easily completed the scene.

After five minutes of rest, Ryan played again.

Standing on the empty gravel road, he glanced at the camera, turned around and let out a light breath after Spielberg nodded.

"Bang~"

Before the call to the scene began, a light sound came from behind Ryan, and dust and smoke slowly drifted towards the sky.

"Paul! Hell, what are your prop group doing?" Spielberg was furious. His team would make such a low-level mistake.

"Sorry, Stephen, I'll solve it right away."

The prop group came over more than a dozen people, surrounding Ryan. He also tilted his head and looked at them. These guys were renovating the buried small elastic device.

About three minutes later, everything returned to normal. After calling out the beginning, Ryan quickly got into the state.

The Jewish boy walked forward quickly, and the road ahead was the way to live. At this moment, gunfire came from behind him. He was obviously frightened and almost fell down with a stagger.

In the faint smoke of gunpowder, he hesitated to look around, trying to find the source of the gunfire and to make sure that he was safe. When he found nothing, he could only turn around and glance upwards, understanding his destiny.

He turned his head, no longer shivered, no longer afraid, death is inevitable after all. If that is the case, what's the use of being afraid?

The gunshots rang again, and the boy walked forward without pausing.

"cut! It's past, the next shot." Spielberg's shout came from behind the camera.

The makeup artist and the stylist were already ready to beside him, and rushed up quickly, seized the time to fiddle with Ryan's hair and face, and applied a lot of dark brown liquid to his forehead.

What is this? Ryan sniffed it, unlike the legendary special tomato sauce.

After finishing makeup, Ryan came to the gravel with his messy hair and bent down to try the temperature on the ground. It was so cold!

In such weather, it is absolutely unpleasant to dress up as a dead person.

However, as a professional actor, this is just the most basic quality. If you can't even bear the coldness, then just wash and lie home and lie in Nicole's warm arms and eat and wait for death.

Slowly crept on the ground, Ryan breathed hard, and before putting his face on the stone, he turned to Ben Kingsley and said, "Ben, you must pass it in one go, the ground is too cold."

"Don't worry, Ryan, I'm not that cruel." Jewish big nose gave him a thumbs up.

Ryan lay steadily on the ground, acting as a human-shaped prop. I don’t know if it was a psychological factor or his physical condition in this life. I felt that the air conditioner on the ground kept drilling into his body. In just a moment, it seemed that even his internal organs were almost turning into ice lumps.

Fortunately, there was no difficulty in this shot, and it passed easily. After Spielberg called to stop, Ryan was about to get up from the ground, but suddenly he felt a numbness in his limbs, as if he was even frozen in blood.

After lying on the ground for less than ten minutes, he felt like he had been on an iceberg for an hour, and his limbs were almost gone.

My body has always been very strong, and now it is at most about minus ten degrees Celsius. Could it be that my other flaw is my fear of cold? Ryan suddenly thought of the outstanding advantages and equally outstanding shortcomings in this life, and suddenly he had the urge to raise his middle finger to the sky.

"Ryan, why can't you get up? It's enjoyable to lie on the ground?" Natalie rang in his ears with a faint sarcastic words.

Then, a thin little hand grabbed his hand, and the warmth in it dispelled a lot of coldness.

"Damn, Ryan, your hands are so cold. Get up quickly, otherwise you will get sick." Natalie didn't care whether her thinness could pull him up, picked up his shoulder and pulled him upwards.
Chapter completed!