The Last Tycoon / Последний магнат. Книга для чтения на английском языке. Френсис Фицджеральд
the camera on him. You might get a nice feeling – not danger, not suspense, not pointing for anything – a kid on the roof in the morning.”
Broaca brought himself back in the room.
“All right,” he said, “ – just an element of danger.”
“Not exactly,” said Stahr. “He doesn’t start to fall off the roof. Break into the next scene with it.”
“Through the window,” suggested Jane Meloney. “He could climb in his sister’s window.”
“That’s a good transition,” said Stahr. “Right into the diary scene.”
Broaca was wide-awake now.
“I’ll shoot up at him[71],” he said. “Let him go away from the camera. Just a fixed shot from quite a distance – let him go away from the camera. Don’t follow him. Pick him up in a close shot and let him go away again. No attention on him except against the whole roof and the sky.” He liked the shot – it was a director’s shot that didn’t come up on every page any more. He might use a crane – it would be cheaper in the end than building the roof on the ground with a process sky. That was one thing about Stahr – the literal sky was the limit. He had worked with Jews too long to believe legends that they were small with money[72].
“In the third sequence have him hit the priest,” Stahr said.
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