“Okay, cut! Great!”
Jonathan Miller shouted out the cut signal. He was well-known in Hollywood for being very picky and hard to satisfy, but this time he confidently gave the sign.
“Perfect. This action scene is meticulous.”
The action scene had been difficult to perform. Peter, who had not yet learned martial arts, performed with the ability of a novice, and it was no mean feat to make it seamless. However, Kyu-ha made it in a single attempt without any no good scenes.
“He was exactly like a wolf so hurt that it lost its mind.”
It was difficult for the cameraman to keep up with his fast-paced acting; it almost ruined the scene.
That insane act of biting off the enemy’s ear solely based on one’s anger, without any delicate technique to it, was an important scene to showcase a new Peter, who would emerge as a fighter.
“Song Kyu-ha, huh? Somehow he keeps drawing my attention. I’ll keep an eye on him.”
The director recognized his uniqueness from the first time he had seen him at the gym, but his gut as a renowned director with numerous box office movies in Hollywood felt even more strongly about him now.
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