The director of the film, Jonathan Demme, was focusing on producing the documentary "The Man from the Prairie," when the director Sidney Lumet suddenly found him and suggested that Jonathan Demme read a book about family and affection created by his daughter Jenny Lumet. the script screenplay) . In view of the fact that Jonathan Demme was really incapable of being a clone at that time, he could only find time to read the whole story intermittently. Unexpectedly, after reading it, it triggered a deeper thinking about the family relationship. And the director herself likes the style that Jenny injected into the script very much. She almost openly ignored some of the conventions and conventions of this type of film, and did not allow her characters to have the cute temperament that is liked by the public. Instead, Expose it boldly in a humorous way.
Rachel Getting Married Early stage of creation
2021-12-25 08:01
Extended Reading
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Rehearsal Dinner Guest: We are gathered here to celebrate love pure and simple. Rachel is pure. Sidney is simple. May the two of you live and love for as long as you want, but never want for as long as you live. And most importantly, may all of your ups and downs come only in the bedroom.
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Kym: I lied to your face, I weighed six pounds, my hair was falling out. I spent every dinner in the bathroom.
Abby: Honey, you were sick.
Kym: That was an illness.
Abby: You know what it was.
Kym: I stayed in my room for days. I passed out all the time.
Abby: No, no.
Kym: What were you thinking?
Abby: No.
Kym: Why did you leave me?
Abby: I was there, I didn't leave you.
Kym: Why would you leave me in change of him?
Abby: Because you were good with him.
Kym: Mom, mom, why would you leave...
Abby: No you were...
Kym: Why would you leave... a drug addict to watch your son?
Abby: No, you were good with him! You were the best you were with him!
Kym: Mom! Listen to me, listen!
Abby: I didn't expect you to kill him, sweetheart!
Kym: Mom!
Abby: You were not supposed to kill him!
Kym: [Abby pushes Kym onto the couch] Mom, what are you doing? Get off!
Abby: Oh, God! God!
Kym: Mom!
[Abby slaps Kym and Kym looks at her hand]
Kym: Fuck.
[Kym hits her back]