The centrifuge humd to life, spinning the central corridor slowly. Martin started moving in the direction of the rotation, while reminding ne, "Be quicker on your feet, coordinate your hands and feet well, during filming you need to be one step faster than your opponent!"
At first, ne moved awkwardly as if upside down, but as the corridor spun faster, he seed weightless and was suspended by the wire harness.
In the entire crew, nobody had more wire-work experience than Martin, who had spent many years as a stunt double.
The floating in the corridor fight scene had to be achieved by suspending with wires.
At such tis, the crew had to use CGI technology to erase the presence of the wire.
Martin, who was in the slowly spinning corridor, constantly adjusted his steps to maintain balance and quickly moved to ne's side. Finding him leaning backward, he advised, "The support point of the harness is at the waist, which causes people to lean back. To execute a graceful flying posture, you must always rember to press your upper body down with force!"
ne did as Martin instructed, and because he had always exercised regularly, he soon mastered the basic techniques.
Martin's feet never stopped moving as he added, "When you turn, follow the rotation of the wire, stepping in mid-air can assist with the turn."
ne nodded and did as Martin had said.
Compared to the various flashy wire movents of Martin's previous life, the wire work in this film was very simple, consisting only of basic airborne floating and turning maneuvers.
It didn't require too much ti to train.
A few minutes later, Martin saw that ne was feeling uncomfortable and used the mike to inform the outside to pause.
The centrifuge gradually ca to a halt.
Martin helped ne out of the wire harness and exited through the back of the rotating corridor.
No sooner had ne gotten down from the ladder than he gestured urgently to a female assistant.
Gisele rushed over with a trash can and placed it in front of ne.
ne faced the trash can and retched repeatedly.
Martin kept his distance.
Professor Mordecai approached and asked, "How does it feel to operate the centrifuge?"
Martin replied, "It's good, next ti we'll adjust the speed and direction a little during practice."
Nolan also ca over and said, "During filming, the rotation speed and direction of the corridor will be irregular."
Mordecai responded, "I've set up twelve kinds of irregular operating thods." He pointed at ne, "He needs so ti to adapt."
Martin had gone through this process too, "No problem, he'll get used to it after throwing up a few tis."
After retching for a while, ne gradually recovered and took so water handed to him by Bruce, taking a few sips.
The three of them went to the rest area, rested for a while, and then continued.
No sooner had Martin sat down than he heard ne say, "Has Professor Mordecai encountered true love?"
Bruce comnted, "It's very common for a beautiful girl to admire a knowledgeable old professor, it can enhance the intelligence of the next generation."
Martin looked at Bruce, "So there's no hope for our next generation?"
Bruce asked, "Are you planning on having a next generation?"
Martin quickly shook his head, "That topic is not within our scope of discussion."
ne remarked, "An old husband with a young wife always seems a bit off to ."
Bruce gave him the correct answer, "Because in your eyes, an old wife with a young husband is normal."
Martin ignored them, glanced at Gisele wiping Professor Mordecai's sweat, and picked up the notebook beside him to write the next training plan.
Ellen Page, Cillian Murphy, Tom Hardy, and Ken Watanabe would also join the training.
Their movents were even simpler, as long as they could lie flat with the help of the wire harness.
After lunch, all of them arrived at the studio and trained with Martin on the wire harness.
Many were not accustod to being suspended in the spinning corridor and vomited profusely.
Nolan beckoned his assistant over and said, "Take note, during filming Martin personally took on so of the work as a motion director, and his strict training caused major actors including ne and Ellen Page to vomit."
The assistant eagerly took note, and after finishing, said, "Director, we've got fewer impressive behind-the-scenes clips to show off this ti."
Nolan had already realized this and sighed, "I didn't expect Martin not to cause any trouble this ti." He shook his head, "Why isn't Martin causing any trouble?"
The assistant didn't reply but being keen, he could see the reason – in the cast, Martin towered over everyone and also held the position of a production manager.
Even Louise l, supporting Martin, let her Pacific Pictures participate in so of the investnt.
A few English actors were not pleased with Martin, but the old movie star Michael Caine had warned them, and with Bale's conflict with Martin being no secret, no one wanted to be the next Bale.
For instance, Tom Hardy had never looked at Martin straight, but he also didn't dare to pick a fight.
Rembering the ups and downs during the filming of "The Dark Knight," Nolan found the current smoothly going production sowhat unsettling.
Without actors clashing, he, the director, was uncomfortable – with no juicy material for marketing!
Nolan pondered whether he should stir up so trouble, inciting a rivalry between the Arican and English factions of the cast?
There was no helping it, he had reaped a great deal of benefit from such tactics during "The Dark Knight;" having tasted it once, naturally, he wanted to sample it again.
The problem was, who in the crew could stand up to Martin?
Nolan ran his fingers through his hair in frustration, feeling that he needed to give so serious thought to this matter, as he could not let the film crew be too tranquil.
After wrapping up for the afternoon, Martin returned to the hotel where he was staying and was surprised to find that Angelina Jolie had co.
"What brings you to Morocco?" he asked, embracing Jolie. "What a surprise for !"
Jolie smiled with her lips pursed, but she did not answer.
Martin, dismissive of the looks from the others in the crew, took Jolie by the hand and headed upstairs to his suite.
Jolie jumped on him as soon as they entered and said, "There's no one pushing from behind this ti, so you'd better put so effort in. If I'm not satisfied, I won't leave."
Martin laughed, "That's perfect. I've been lonely here by myself, brimming with energy, steam coming out of my head."
Sliding off him, Jolie said, "Let's see how strong your fire is, whether it can scald soone to death."
From the Cannes Film Festival in mid-May until now in June, it had been nearly a month for Martin, who was not just brimming with energy but was practically a volcano ready to erupt.
When the sky was completely dark, dinner ordered by Martin was delivered to his room by the waiter.
Jolie, fresh from putting on makeup, looked radiant and lively, sitting at the dining table enjoying dinner.
Seeing the all-vegan dinner she ordered, Martin asked, "When did you start eating vegetarian?"
Jolie replied, "It's a new experint." After talking to Martin about Eliza Cuthbert, she added, "Don't worry, what you want to eat is your freedom, I won't interfere with your freedom."
Eating seafood, Martin responded, "Eating this way, you'll lose collagen, you'll age particularly fast."
"I eat eggs and milk." Jolie reached out and snatched a piece of pan-fried fish from Martin's plate. "Without the public eye, I have fewer inhibitions."
Suddenly frowning, she said, "Your seafood has a strong sll, eat less fish and shrimp."
Martin, ever the considerate companion for his ladies, continued, "I heard you went vegan, so I adjusted my diet to eat more seafood to make sure I provide you with enough protein."
Jolie couldn't help but curse, "You're such a good person, damn it!"
Martin, with his thick skin, declared, "I've always thought so."
Jolie, furious, contemplated calling Aniston to fly over so the two of them could set Martin straight.
But rembering how Aniston always betrayed her, she abandoned the idea.
"I'm planning a trip to Jerusalem," she said. "I heard you were making a movie in Morocco, so I ca specially to see you."
Martin pulled out a piece of crab claw at and placed it on Jolie's plate, saying gratefully, "I appreciate that very much."
When Jolie finished eating, he reminded her, "Be careful there; I've heard that small-scale conflicts are ongoing."
Jolie nodded, "I've been following the North Arican dia reports. Are you about to receive the Presidential dal of Freedom?"
"I'll be heading to Washington soon for the ceremony and to accept the award," said Martin.
"I'd like to receive a Presidential dal of Freedom myself," Jolie, who was pursuing a path of leveraging political and societal situations to elevate her profile, ntioned, "Getting that dal would be a huge boost for my career."
Speaking honestly, Martin admitted, "I'd rather not receive this dal of Freedom."
Jolie looked at him, puzzled.
Martin smiled, "With a bit of bad luck, I could have died on Santa Monica Pier."
Having visited war zones, though always ensuring it was safe, and having seen injured refugees, Jolie responded, "I understand how you feel."
Martin raised his glass to toast with Jolie, "Here's to you winning the Nobel Peace Prize soon."
"Wow, you're exaggerating!" Jolie laughed, finishing her drink, "If I can achieve what you described, win the Nobel Peace Prize, you can do whatever you want to in the future."
Thinking of Martin's many lovers and companions, yet how he had actually stayed only with Aniston, her heart flared up, "I could be your mistress forever until the day you grow tired of as I beco old and worn."
Martin poured her another drink, "Here's to your dream coming true soon."
Jolie bead with joy.
If it beca reality, not only would she beco Hollywood's top actress, but she could also enter the political arena.
Then, it wouldn't be her being Martin's mistress, but Martin being her consort.
After dinner, they went downstairs for a walk, and along the way, they encountered Marion Cotillard, who was also out for a stroll.
After a brief chat, they quickly went their separate ways.
Jolie asked, "Didn't you try to hit on her?"
"She's married," Martin replied with the air of a gentleman, "I wouldn't try to disrupt soone else's family."
Jolie, half believing him, couldn't suppress her real nature, "Go on, give it a try!"
"Did you eat too much seafood?" Noticing the late hour and the volcano ready to erupt, Martin said, "Let's go back."
Jolie was thinking along the sa lines, "I'll have to stay in the Middle East for many days, maintaining my vegetarian image in public. To prevent collagen loss, I'll need to consu more protein."
"See, my eating more seafood was right, wasn't it?" Martin could never decline such a request from Jolie.
Given the tough conditions in the conflict zones of the Middle East, Martin made significant efforts for Jolie's well-being.
After Jolie left, Martin prepared to depart the film set at the end of June, heading to Washington.
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