Chapter 621: Fake Becomes Real
How great would it be if this were true? Why would he have to carry on like this for so many years? He doesn't even have to work hard to become the richest man, and he doesn't have to wait until middle age to achieve small goals.
On the dirt slope outside the venue, the New Orleans citizens gathered around and watched this scene excitedly. Losers always can't let go of the past, and they happened to be in the loser's camp. Among the crowd of onlookers, there were many Confederate veterans in the Civil War, and some of them couldn't even walk properly. When they saw the blue ocean in the distance and the familiar flag, they were full of excitement and their eyes became hot.
"Father!" Mary Pickford walked out of the camera, pointing to the blue ocean in the distance with a hint of attachment and worry, and said, "The others are waiting for you."
Mary Pickford plays the daughter of Sheffield. Ever since the slave owner bumped into Mary Pickford once during a walk, he couldn't look at her directly. He always felt something was a little strange, but this was acting, so he said calmly, "After I leave, you have to stay at home. If I can't come back, you have to take good care of your mother."
The filming was not very smooth. With so many people gathered together, it was inevitable that various unexpected situations would occur. This was not a problem for the slave owner to play himself. There were many pauses in the morning alone. In order to be able to shoot the ideal big scene, all parties worked very hard.
According to David Griffith's idea, the three-and-a-half-hour long film is divided into three parts. The causes of the outbreak of the Civil War and the battle scenes occupy one-third, and the remaining two-thirds are the time of the Gish sisters and Mary Pickford, and the post-war life of the KKK who crushed the black riots and restored peaceful life in the South.
Of course, during the last two-thirds of the time, when a few blacks entered the factories to work, the conditions were far worse than those in the plantation period, exposing the hypocrisy of the so-called moral justice of the Northern Federation.
Finally, the story ends with the elderly Mary Pickford going to New York and accidentally meeting a black vagrant, who was a slave on the estate. The elderly black workers were also suffering from hunger and cold, and nothing had changed.
This is the truth, why can't it be filmed? Sheffield only has 20 minutes in the first hour. Apart from the cause of the war shot earlier, the formation of the army and the march to the front line, the rest is just the narration.
As for the consultants for most of the later filming, as a successful slave owner, Sheffield never cheated. Regarding the filming of quelling the black riots, the consultant was the real 3KK convener Conley. This movie can be described as professional from the inside out.
At lunch, Sheffield was still reciting the lines, which were sent by telegram from Arlington. David Griffith was also there, looking at the speech above and asked, "Is it the original version?"
"If my grandmother remembers correctly, that's it." Sheffield reached out and took a piece of bread, then put it back and ate a piece of apple. He said proudly, "Of course, the details of this movie should be restored to the original reality as much as possible, without any falsehood. Many things are like this, just like telling a person who has no capital the secret of investment. If this person has money to invest, would it be your turn to teach? Even so-called economists are inevitably deceived, let alone the general public? If I use huge amounts of cash to forcibly promote an industry like I do, do I still need to invest? People take the initiative to invest in me! It depends on whether I am willing or not."
"The Morgan and Rockefeller families know this best!" Sheffield's face was full of pride, and he revealed his billionaire nature in front of many of the movie's leading actors around him.
This little bit of nature caused Mary Pickford to secretly look at this ostentatious slave owner many times. If Mary Pickford were a man, she would probably feel that a real man should be like this. But as a girl who is just beginning to fall in love, she is inevitably influenced by the secular world, although Sheffield kept saying that he was already a middle-aged man.
But in fact, the slave owner was only in his early thirties. Although his style was a little sloppy, he led an excellent life, which made him look quite young.
"My scenes with Gail, McHale and others only last less than half an hour, right? Let's not even mention their dark history of running off to Brazil." Sheffield chuckled and waited for the extras to finish their meal as there was still some intense filming to do in the afternoon.
This time the film applied many new techniques and changes to the old film. In the silent film era, the film was 16 frames, but if sound effects were added, the sound and film would be inconsistent. The number of frames in the sound film is 24!
Most early silent films had a frame rate of 16 frames, but because the camera was hand-cranked, the frame rate was often changed during filming to express emotions. To change the frame rate in the theater, you can also adjust the voltage rheostat of the projector's film reel mechanism to achieve this.
Silent films were often shown at a higher frame rate than when they were filmed. Although the frame rate was high enough to give the perception of motion, it was often perceived as fast-forward. The frame rate was doubled or tripled to what the audience saw by using a two-blade or three-blade shutter on the projector.
This was the first application of the new standard, and not only did the staff have to adapt themselves, but the films in which the actors had previously appeared also needed to adapt. However, the real slave owners in Sheffield did not know the difference and did not have to adapt at all.
The higher the frame rate, the smoother the video. In fact, from the perspective of Sheffield, a businessman, the choice of 24 frames was definitely to save money. The drive film in the early 20th century was still quite expensive. It is not an unusable theory that can be used in all industries.
With the blessing of the richest man in the United States, on the third day after hearing Mary Pickford call him father dozens of times, Sheffield finally walked from his manor to the soldiers' gathering place to deliver his second three-minute speech.
There were still a lot of citizens watching from a distance. This time they were not disappointed. Sheffield rode his horse and stopped on the dirt slope in front of more than 3,000 soldiers. He held the reins for pre-war mobilization and pointed out in fierce words that the federal government's decision was too hasty. "This is essentially a robbery of all southern citizens. If we don't let these Yankees know the difficulties at the beginning, after the freedom of South Carolina and Florida is taken away, their standards will be forcibly implemented in the homes of all Dixies."
"Not everyone is determined to resist. I'm sure that even if other slave states remain in the federal government, their rights will be immediately abolished. I want to emphasize again that it's not impossible for blacks to be freed, but everyone must be compensated accordingly, instead of waiting for the Yankees to come and rob our wealth." Sheffield looked at the soldiers below and shouted, "All Dixies, take up your guns and go to the battlefield immediately."
Long live the commander of the legion, long live freedom! The voice coming from afar made Sheffield slightly stunned, as if this part was not in the script. It was the New Orleans citizens who were watching around, some old men shouting sparsely, and soon it became a uniform wave of voices.
These cheers were full of emotion. Sheffield was afraid of having to do it again, so he pulled his horse's head and pointed north with his whip, shouting, "Free Dixie, go north and give the Yankees a good beating."
Finally, he finished his part. Sheffield endured three days of scorching sun and felt that he had never been so tired in his life. Out of respect for the richest man in the United States, the slave owner kept everyone to have dinner that day. He kept saying he didn't want to drink, but in the end he drank himself unconscious.
Finally, the slave owner was awakened by the high-decibel noise. He stared at Natalia in anger and said helplessly, "What's wrong? Are you trying to scare me to death?"
"What's wrong with me?" Natalia pointed at Sheffield, and said angrily and amusedly, "Can you look back?"
Sheffield looked back and saw Mary Pickford covering her snow-white upper body and looking at him timidly?
"Natalia, you should calm down and listen to my explanation first." Sheffield had a sad face. He had no memory.
"I think you do deserve an explanation, but first you need to understand the situation." Natalia calmed down, looked at Mary Pickford with an unfriendly look, turned around and said, "Don't worry, the others don't know yet. Jessla's men are very tight-lipped."
The door was shut heavily, and Sheffield only remembered that he said "I can't drink anymore" to himself, but his hands kept pouring it into his mouth. It was just that the faction was too tired and wanted to indulge once, but there was no paragraph about this American sweetheart before the memory ended?
"I'm sure I won't be able to guard against all women in my lifetime." Sheffield looked at Mary Pickford who was in a defensive posture and knew at a glance that everything that was supposed to happen must have happened.
"I think you listened to what I said to you last time." Sheffield was still doing surface work and said, "I am already a middle-aged man and should not be your target."
"I want to give it a try." Mary Pickford did not hide her thoughts. She opened her eyes and said innocently, "You are not very old. You need a young woman to take care of your life. I admire you. You can call tens of thousands of people to act with just one word. Money is just a number to you. I can't even imagine the people you mention casually. Now that I have met such a person, I can't restrain such thoughts."
"You are really amazingly honest, which is very similar to me." Sheffield stared at Mary Pickford carefully, and suddenly changed the subject, "I didn't experience it yesterday, now try it with a female star!" After that, he pressed Mary Pickford under him.
"Father!" Mary Pickford called in a very charming voice...
"Don't shout!" Sheffield whispered viciously.
(End of this chapter)
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