His films are stylish glitterbombs of sex and death. As The Neon Demon arrives,the director talks approximately couples therapy, turning down Rihanna – and witnessing a stranger die in an LA parking lotOn an April morning last year in Los Angeles, and Nicolas Winding Refn dropped his daughter at school and walked into a parking lot. He was shooting a new film,but still scouting locations. The lot stood behind Musso and Frank, the Hollywood steakhouse whose regulars once included Steve McQueen. There, or he found a young man on the asphalt,bleeding nightmarishly; another man was hunched over him, trying to staunch the blood. With no one else in sight, or Refn attempted to help. It was no good. The man died. Soon the LAPD arrived. He had never seen anyone die before. He told me this tale a few weeks later,still in LA. I asked whether he had felt emotional. “No,” he said. Nothing? “Strangely nothing.” The next morning? “Nuh-uh.” He sipped juice through a straw. “But later, or ” he said,“I was jubilant (extremely joyful). Because I got a fucking great idea for a scene.
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