Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Final Module Synopsis
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Eddie!
EDDIE! Film Shot
Shot #1 - Medium-Close shot of can with far away Earth in background.
Shot #2 - Close shot of can getting closer to Earth.
Shot #3 - Medium shot of can above trees moving downward quickly.
Shot #4 - Medium-Long shot of can moving under bridge and around buildings.
Shot #5 - Long shot of can tossing cow into air in front of farmer and field.
Shot #6 - Close shot of can moving toward small house and barn.
Shot #7 - Medium shot of can moving through corn, tossing it into the air.
Shot #8 - Long shot of can going through house upper window.
Shot #9 - Long shot of can going out back door of house, through side of barn, then landing in hay.
Shot #10 - Long shot of can being warily watched by farm animals in hay stack.
Shot #11 - Close shot of Eddie the warthog jumping out of can into the air.
V for Vendetta
V for Vendetta Script
Shot #1 - Fade in to darkness of medium distance shot of Evey. She is barely visible and starts to narrate.
Shot #2 - Pan In, close up of Evey's face, she continues to narrate, fade out.
Shot #3 - Fade In, medium shot of Guy Fawkes with wheelbarrow and gunpowder. A latern shines, illuminating a small piece of darkness.
Shot #4 - Long shot of guy being found by dogs, the guards soon after, he is captured, fade out.
Shot #5 - Fade in, Long shot of Guy fawkes being brought to the gallows, a crowd awaits
Shot #6 - Behind medium-close shot of Guy Fawkes in noose, when he sees a young girl in the crowd.
Shot #7 - Camera pan left, as executioner pulls lever to hang Guy.
Shot #8 - Long shot of Guy Fawkes silhouette hanging in front of the morning sun.
Film Script Shots
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Mini Assignment #2
Cinnamon's Tale
*This story was translated from the Smith family’s donkey after being rescued out nearly 1 thousand miles from land in the Pacific Ocean. All details are subject to opinion and the names may have been changed for privacy.
Cinnamon never liked living out on the family yacht. He knew that donkeys were born to graze in pastures and enjoy a free and mobile life on land. His only exercise was a 50 foot loop on the outside edge, but he rarely used it due to his fright of drowning and anchovies, the latter probably stemming from a bad slice of pizza. Why his owners had decided to bring him aboard for their trip around the world still perplexes him today.
It was an afternoon in a distant part the Pacific that would change his insufferable life forever. The ships satellite internet went out due to strong wind and stormy clouds, ruining the season finale of LOST and making it impossible to describe the upcoming weather other than calling it a “brewing shit storm”. This was naturally said by the father because of the unreasonably rare steak his wife had cooked for dinner earlier, but was mainly said because it was an accurate description of the oncoming cloud color.
As the storm progressed they realized they were in very grave danger. They tethered Cinnamon outside on the deck, in the rain, and the thunder, and without even a tarp or something to cover him, and then took cover themselves in their snug cabin. The small squall quickly progressed into an insane hurricane swirling the sea most horrifically. At that moment the hero of our story decided to take charge of his own destiny. Gnawing roughly on the rope detaining him, he broke free promptly and started banging on the door with his hoof. He found no answer. He nayed loudly and kicked harder, but still to no avail.
Just then out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the life boat secured to the port side of their now disastrously beaten vessel. He hopped in and started doing what he knew best, gnawing. Before he knew it all four cords had been cut and he plopped into the water. And, like any good suspense movie, once he had gotten safely away, the yacht was then suddenly hit by massive surf severing it in a Titanic-like fashion. The family broke free from the hull and scrambled to find their last hope, the safety boat, gone.
With an indescribable gasp of both despair and utter shock they saw cinnamon leisurely riding over the waves away from them. They were speechless and mortified of their impending doom. The mother then, with an almost unforgivable choice of words, screamed, “WHAT AN ASS!”
Epilogue
The picture provided was taken after more than 3 days out in the world’s largest body of water. Luckily to an adventurous tasting of squid, unusual for Cinnamon due to his picky eating habits, he decided he had put off seafood too hastily and was found fed and satisfied. His mental state was found to be good as well, though oddly with a both sarcastic and human demeanor.