It turns out that Burton had almost been shot to death by a crazy fan, but the process was so simple, spicy eyes... Others danced on the tip of a knife, and he performed a funny show on the tip of a knife. After watching the entire process, I became more sure that he was a victim. A natural comedian buried.
When filming "Blood-Stained Snow Mountain Fort" in Switzerland and Austria in the winter of 1967, a young reporter in his twenties went to the crew to cover the whole process. He first saw Burton in the crew bar.
Yes, there is no doubt that more than one crew has set up bars on the set to prevent Burton from taking time off or sneaking out to drink. Of course, all crew members, including group performers and choreographers, can go to drink, so it is very lively.
Burton wore a Nazi military uniform and sat alone on the sofa playing word puzzles in the newspaper. When the little reporter came, he didn't look up, and ignored him.
The little reporter sitting next to him was very awkward, especially his side face full of pits looked so cold that he did not dare to talk to him.
At this time Burton encountered a problem that could not be solved for a long time. The little reporter happened to know that, so he quickly told him. He just laughed, turned his head to look at him, and started talking to him. After the two met, Burton was kind to him and took him to the filming location of "Eagle Castle". It was snowing heavily and it was freezing cold, and when I walked in, I met Taylor in a mink fur.
When Taylor saw that he was only wearing a trench coat, he ran over like a stern mother and asked him why he didn't have a coat. He said he didn't expect it to be so cold here, so Taylor asked someone to find a military coat and put him on the cold.
He saw, okay, field marshal uniform~ So the little reporter in the marshal uniform began to follow Burton in the major uniform in the next few days.
Taylor stayed in a room in Eagle Castle every day, watching Burton's filming through the window condescendingly, and cooking for them by the way. Toast, make sandwiches, cook soup, and take care of them like a mother takes care of children.
He clearly remembered Tyler handing him a hot dog with her chubby finger wearing a big diamond ring.
One day at the end of work, Taylor saw that he had no car, so he took him back to the hotel, and he sat next to Taylor in the back row. He had motion sickness and had to look outside to avoid fainting, so he didn't look at Taylor who was close at hand at all along the way, and kept his eyes fixed on the window.
Taylor was strange, wondering how he would not look at her.
He panicked and quickly explained, "I'm sorry, I can't look at you, otherwise I will vomit."
After speaking, he wished to cut off his tongue. Isn't this humiliating Tyler?
Unexpectedly, Taylor laughed, not angry at all. When we arrived at the hotel, Burton, Clint Eastwood, and three other actors posing as Nazi officers, as well as an assistant director sent by the producer to take care of Burton, plus Taylor, a total of eight people Dined and drank wine in the hotel lobby.
At midnight, Taylor went back to the guest room upstairs to sleep, leaving the seven men still in Nazi uniforms.
Burton greeted them to come to the sofa, called brandy, and several men bragged while drinking. Burton told them jokes and stories, making them very happy.
Before I knew it, it was two o'clock in the morning, when there was no one in the lobby.
One of them was talking about "When I played Hamlet..." Suddenly an unexpected guest came and interrupted him.
This is an American, middle-aged, wearing a top hat and a trench coat on his arms. He walked straight to Burton and said to Burton that he was a fan of his movie and admired him very much.
Burton responded without saying anything, ready to continue chatting with everyone. However, this person was standing next to him, and everyone was embarrassed and fell silent for a while.
There was a stalemate for a while, and he didn't mean to leave. The assistant director couldn't help saying to him, "This is our private gathering, please leave."
He was still standing, still staring at Burton.
Burton exploded, jumped up and pushed him, telling him to go.
He was pushed back a few steps, and suddenly took a revolver from his trench coat and aimed it at Burton's chest.
Everyone was shocked, and then noticed that even the staff in the hotel had disappeared, and there was no one to ask for help.
The assistant director fell to his knees in fright, begging him not to kill Burton. This is the most important asset of the crew, and he can't make any mistakes in his hands.
Not only did the crazy fan stay unmoved, he forced them to raise their hands and sit neatly on a bench without moving, and captured them all.
What is jaw-dropping is that Burton, who was pointed at the chest by a gun, was relieved at this time. Not only was he not afraid at all, he also changed his American language and started yelling at the American in the tone of a Chicago mob.
He actually yelled, "Hey, baby, either you can shoot now and get a better shot. Or you can stick the gun to your butt obediently!"
While roaring, while still going forward to grab the gun, the hostages who surrendered with their hands up were scared to death.
At the close of the hair, Taylor in a pink pajamas suddenly appeared on the stairs. She only glanced at the American and the gun in his hand, and began to curse at Burton: "What went crazy in the middle of the night? The whole hotel reverberated. Yelling at you!"
Burton became more energetic when he heard it, and immediately responded with a swear word.
Obviously he was held at gunpoint, and he didn't forget to quarrel with Taylor. The couple used Welsh to come and go, cursing constantly, completely forgetting the Americans who were kidnapping him with guns.
Finally, Taylor said, "If you don't keep up now, don't even think about going into the room to sleep tonight!" He left.
Only then did the Americans wake up, use guns to force Burton back on the bench, and together with the other six companions who are also wearing German generals uniforms, they raised their hands like prisoners.
There was a stalemate for a while, and when everyone was about to collapse, the Americans ordered them not to move, then turned and went to the bathroom.
Thankfully, they jumped up in an instant, scrambled to squeeze into the elevator, and finally escaped.
When the young reporter woke up the next day, he wondered if the experience last night was an extremely lifelike nightmare because they were all too drunk.
Tyler came over and asked him to eat breakfast, and he happened to ran into Burton passing by here when he went out.
Burton blinked at him and smiled: "That's true, I mean the gun."
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