Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Kumi Yamashita


http://kumiyamashita.com/

Shadow Art

http://www.crookedbrains.net/2009/12/art.html

possible type of camera work

Pitch for film dealing with people as props

I want to explore the idea of situations being different than what they first appear to be. I would like to move a camera through a space. My actors will hold a still position as I move through. This project would allow me to experiment with the technical ability to move smoothly through a space.

Sequence:

I want us as an audience to walk in the shoes of a police officer. The camera will be the eye of the officer. We pass by a man in business suit without a tie on, but have a big smile on his face. We are responding to a call. The neighbors heard strange noises coming from the house. We knock on the door only to realize that it is cracked. We enter the home. We pass through the living room and see dirty clothes tossed on the floor as well as a bottle of liquor concealed by a brown bag. We go down the hallway and pier into the kitchen. There is a man half naked on the floor with legs tied to hands. We look into the hall and there is a child pointing at the backdoor. There are dirty footsteps that stop at the kitchen. Pace of camera increases. We turn back towards the front of the house and see a tie on the floor.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Todd Haynes Superstar

Todd Hayne's Superstar Review

Todd Hayne's Superstar was creative in its effort. I was pleased at how serious the film was even though he used dolls. The voice overs were very effective. The quality of the film wasn't the best, but I sort of expected it, considering the time in was completed.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Review of Maya Deren's Meshes in the Afternoon

Maya Deren's Meshes in the Afternoon really catches my attention. One of the main reason's is because, my group project is similar in concept, as far as the contemplation of suicide and one's alter ego taking control of one's actions. When the sound first started in the film, I was a little taken back because I thought that the clinking sound was meant for the keys. I later realized that it was for dramatic effect. Sometimes I don't enjoy the clinking or thumping sound. I believe that the churning sound is more effective. The parts about the film that I enjoy is the movement of the camera and the camera angles. The cut to objects to direct the viewers attention is effective.
This film is important to my group because of the use of a popping effect, in which objects pop into view. My group and I used this same effect in one of our scenes when Jonathan first encounters the charcoal.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Light Layouts


Shoot Date and Time

Shoot Date
Saturday 03/6/10

Dress Set Date
Friday 03/6/10

Rehearsal Notes

The rehearsal went well. Everyone seemed to have good chemistry and we worked well with each other. The rehearsal made it apparent that the actual shoot will require a lot of cuts and a lot of shots. We further developed the script and revisions may still be an order.

Main Cast

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Light Map

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ISOLATED (Full Circle)

ACT I

FADE IN

{Setup} Rundown apartment

A lone figure (Jonathon) sits in the dark slightly bent over, his left palm covering his face.

CUT TO TABLE

A gun sits on a table an arms length away from him.

CUT TO SIDE VIEW OF JONATHON

He rises to his feet…

CUT TO GUN

He removes the gun from the table

CUT TO SIDE VIEW

Standing now, He places the steel of his gun to his head.

FIN: pull the trigger pussy!

CUT TO FRONT VIEW

He stands in place, trembling a little with a slight sweat on his brow. Eventually, with a huff of frustration, he takes the gun off the side of his face and thrust it to the table.

CUT TO MR. FIN

Mr. Fin is sitting on the floor

Fin: Puss ass mothafucker, I knew you couldn’t pull the trigger.

CUT TO JONATHON WHO RUSHES OVER TO THE NOW EMPTY SPOT ON THE FLOOR AND YELLS…

Jonathon: “Shut Up!”

CUT BACK TO MR. FIN WHO SITS UPON THE FLOOR. A KNOCK IS HEARD AT THE DOOR.

FIN: You heard that. They coming for you. All these years of running they finally coming for yo black ass. Ha, Ha, Ha(Cynical Laugh)

Unknown Male voice1: Jonathon, Jonathon!

FADE TO BRIGHT WHITE/HAZY

Unknown Voices: (hard to discern) nee..d Help.. ..Wh.en you get better.

ACT II

FADE IN

{Setup} Cell, basically a blank room now. He wears a straightjacket.

Establishing shot: of Jonathon sitting alone in the room.

PAN OUT

At first he does nothing, but soon begins to fidget.

CUT TO FIN

Fin: You look real comfortable over there. Man you should have just ended your life when you had the chance…. But you…. Naw, Naw not you. You ain’t got the balls to do shit do you. You never could finish the job. That’s why your wife left you. Ha, ha, ha (cynical laugh) And I always thought she was a slut anyway. Just saying, she was kinda fucking the neighbor. (Rubs a grin onto his face). Uhh, sad life ain’t it,... I can’t believe you would kill you own flesh and blood over a broad, your own brother.

Jonathon: (Rocks head in uneven motions) I didn’t mean to, I didn’t me to, I didn’t mean to. I didn’t mean to. I thought it was you. I thought it was you.

Fin: There you go, blaming me for shit again. Always quick to blame somebody.

Jonathon gets up and bangs on the door, but no one answers, he stands there a moment.

Jonathon: (Screaming) Let me out, let me out of here. He goes back and sits down against a wall. He stares straight at the ceiling as a doctor comes in the room.

Doctor: Mr. Jonathon. It says here that you’re having issues with hallucination. You are here because we have decided that you are a danger to yourself as well as to others. However, there is a new treatment we would like you to volunteer to test for. The treatment is based on the idea of isolation from all but the least possible amount of stimuli. If you should agree to this new treatment, we assure your stay here shall be significantly reduced. Do you accept?

CUT

He gets up and begins to look around the walls. He is looking around at these walls when he hears someone call to him from the other side of the room.

CUT

He stops, disoriented, and looks around again. Remembering where he is, he rubs his head in frustration and sits back down. A moment later, he hears what he thinks to be muffled speaking from far off. Realizing it’s coming from somewhere outside the door.

CUT TO DOOR

He jumps up and begins banging on the door, calling out

Jonathon: Hey…HEY!

But no one answers the door. He gives up, but not without a few choice words at the door.

Jonathon: Mother fuckers! Fuck man… Fuck

ACT III

He’s lost in his delusion the walls are dark, barely discernable. The walls are covered in crudely drawn pictures, which depict his past actions and events that preceded his incarceration. Eventually, the world snaps back to reality, but this time he just standing staring out into space, but eventually falls to his knees and begins to cry.

SLOW FADE CUT

FADE IN ON JONATHON’S FACE WHILE PANNING OUT

He’s sitting in his room, calm and collected. He’s still a little older. He blinks, and just blankly staring straight ahead. He hears muffled voices from the other side of the door, but he doesn’t get up.

Mr.Fin: so that’s it, all of it gone… everything gone, your wife gone, money gone, kids gone, everything. Fucked it all up. Hard life ain’t it? Did you hear me? YO! I know this mothafucka hear me. YO! This mothafucka is ignoring me, ain’t that some shit. You know your regretting everything you did right? Listen to me when I’m talking to you. God damn it. You know what? Fuck it. Fuck it, fuck you, fuck everything.

CUT

Jonathon sits alone in the room, not twitching or even moving around. He only emits a small reaction when the a knock at the door proceeds the entrance of the doctor.

CUT TO DOOR

Unknown voice outside the door: Just get him out here!

Door opens

Doctor: Congratulations sir, the treatment was a success. You may be released.

FADE CUT TO ORGINAL SET

Jonathon sits in the same position as he started in the first scene. He points the gun to his head.

CUT TO CLOSE-UP OF JONATHON’S FACE

He sits in place, trembling a little with a slight sweat on his brow. Eventually, with a huff of frustration, he pulls the trigger.

FADE TO BLACK

Tuesday, March 2, 2010