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I'm working on this screenplay for an indie film. Dogma95-esque style.
So far I have the title and the opening scene.
Lynn's something different.
Open to young male (late teens) standing on the corner of an intersection. He is standing still, alone. Cars pass by him in the background on the streets and time progressively speeds up. Cars are seen zooming behind him as the sun starts to travel overhead. Time continues to increase to a pinnacle upon which it begins to digress and end around dusk. The young man turns away from the camera and towards the busy street as the cross traffic receives a green light. He makes to run across the speeding traffic.
Cut to same boy running through an orchard, it appears to be either early morning or twilight. The passing is difficult as the ground is wet and his feet drag in the mud. The camera pans over to the right where a large orb spider web is seen with the spider perched in the center. It returns towards the row the boy was running and we see him catapult over an invisible object.
Scene transverses back to the city, where the boy is laying on concrete road and a person is heard getting out of their vehicle.
"He ran out in front of me!" The voice is muffled as if on the phone and yet urgently paced. "I tried to swerve out of the way but I didn't have enough time." The female voice becomes frantic and starts to break down. "I don't know if he's alright." Angle shift to the camera in the boy's POV. A woman, white, late forties, upper-middle class dress, leans over him with a phone up to her ear. The camera shifts around to see where it is. The imagery of the orchard comes back and forth. "Are you hurt?" The voice of the female plays over the audio of the orchard's silence. . .
I'd forgotten to ask this morning when I responded to your 'experiment', but when you have the chance, PM me a fuller description of your charries on Alice.
I have my visions, but I much rather try to interpret yours.
Just in case you are curious about me posting this here rather than on TPA, I'm at work and they have finally blocked TPA on our network. Bummer, but I'm still able to enter Deviant. The fools thought they've stopped me !! HA!
You write really nice poems by the way. (I'm jealous
I have my visions, but I much rather try to interpret yours.
Just in case you are curious about me posting this here rather than on TPA, I'm at work and they have finally blocked TPA on our network. Bummer, but I'm still able to enter Deviant. The fools thought they've stopped me !! HA!
Ja mata de.
I won't post them anywhere without your permission, dude. They will be yours for your use...and great practice for me! XD
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