Finishing filming only meant the shooting was complete. At that point, the film was still just a rough product. The actors could wrap up, but the director still had plenty of work to do.
In the editing room, Jiang Hao watched the cut the editor had put together. It was one-fifth shorter than his director's cut. Directors sometimes wanted to explain something clearly, but editors considered those shots unnecessary and felt they could be cut entirely.
"Terry, I think the setup at the beginning isn't detailed enough," Jiang Hao said.
"Director Hall, if the beginning is too detailed, the opening will feel a little dull. The audience will lose interest. This is a comedy, not an art film," the editor said.
"But we still need to make things clear."
"A few shots are enough for the audience to fill in the blanks themselves. The rest can be cut. A movie isn't a novel; it doesn't need lengthy descriptions and buildup."
In the end, Jiang Hao compromised. After all, the editor was a professional. He had to admit that the cut was indeed much cleaner and brisker than his own version. Still, it was obvious that Terry preferred the three little raccoons, giving them more screen time while cutting more of Marilyn Monroe's scenes.
Once the final cut was completed, there were still dubbing, music, sound effects, and a whole series of other steps. Another seven or eight days passed before everything was finally done.
In the screening room, Jiang Hao and Marilyn Monroe sat in the front seats. Conner, Robert, several company executives, Deborah, and several contracted actors had all arrived. The lights went out, plunging the room into darkness. The projector came on, a beam of light struck the screen, and the movie officially began.
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