Showing posts with label script. Show all posts
Showing posts with label script. Show all posts

Script - Minor Project

Monday, 10 October 2011
Script 
Fade in on:
Time Countdown
1:20, 1:19
Int. Puzzle
The light is coming from the door frame at the end of the dark corridor. We hear someone’s panting for breath. The person is running into the light.
Cut to
Ext. Puzzle
Person runs out into the open space. He realizes that this place looks familiar. After noticing the cross which was drawn seconds ago by him the quick flashback of this event runs through his mind.
There are three doors, this time he chooses the third one. He is in a hurry, because he knows that he has not much time left.
Cut to
Time countdown
Cut to
Ext. Puzzle
The same place again. He desperately runs into the remaining door.
Cut to
Deadlock
This time he appears in the deadlock. He sees the almost decayed dead bodies and the few gas masks, which are left from the previous players.
Cut to
Countdown
00:01, 00:00
Cut to
Deadlock
We hear a heart attack sound. The nameless one falls on the ground. We hear his dying agony. Then camera slowly starts zooming out.    
Seamless transition to:
Ext. Street
Camera zooms out from labyrinth through the glass of the screen to the dystopia streets. We see people back of the head. They are watching this show. The camera slowly zooms out and shows us what behind them. The burning barrels, full of rubbish streets poisoned with smog, dying human beings lay on the street, the alcohol bottles are everywhere, postcards on the walls.
A showman’s voice from the screen says “Another failure, well we will come back after short advertisement, stay with us, maybe the next player will get lucky”.
The end

ScirptDraft - One of Many

Wednesday, 21 September 2011
“ONE OF MANY”

BLUR IN ON:

Road in the middle of nowhere
There are few damaged telegraph poles near destroyed road. A small scorpion is trying to cross it over. He is moving towards inactive windmill turbines and mountains which covered the background.
Suddenly, scorpion gets squished by a man’s boot.
Sick and tired man is directing his dot-and-go-one walk towards his home. His clothes are worn-out and dirty.

Ext. House

Our sight is attracted by the post-apocalyptic house, John Carmack style, which stands by the road. The man enters the house.

Int. House

He sits behind the desk and starts doing something. The camera refocuses on the room to show its details. The old plates weren’t washed for months, empty bottles, papers, boxes and different garbage are scattered everywhere. Flies hovering above the rotten food.
Now we are able to see his desk and himself more closely. He fills the flask with green liquid and injects it in his eye. This is the first time we can see his face closely. The camera zooms in his eye.

Ext. Airship (Illusion) 

The airship is flying above the hills and mountains. It has no steering control and only god knows where it goes. The man sits on the upper deck in the chair and feels good. He doesn’t look sick anymore, he smiles. Everything seems to be so far away. Colors are saturated and the view is distorted in this part of illusion. 

Int. House

The trip is over. The man injects with shaking arms another flask. The trip continues.

Ext. Airship

Same airship and environment, however, this time colors a little bit desaturated distortion is more obvious. The ship flies away and leaves us with ambiguity and unanswered questions.

Int. House

Close up camera shows us a dead face of the man. His eyes are deadly white. Without transition it zooms out the character’s face to the room and the house itself. We are able to see the lonely house in the middle of nowhere.

BLUR OUT
THE END.

Script draft

Monday, 15 February 2010
The fairy story in the toy shop
Script
                                                                             FADE IN:
                               
WIDE ON: THE CAMERA MOVES TOWARDS THE SMALL TOWN WITH A TOY SHOP.
This is an ordinary small town with few houses and
a toy shop in the centre.
CLOSE ON: CHANGES FOCUS AND FOLLOWS THE SNOWFLAKE
The snowflake soars on the wind towards the shop
and flies into the toy shop
through a small side window and falls in front
of the ballet-dancer.
 
AUTHOR (V.O.)
                       An old toy shop has been in this town
                       for many years and it was not the first time
                       when a magic unbelievable story happened here.
 
CLOSE UP: CAMERA CHANGES FOCUS FROM THE SNOWFLAKE
TO THE LEGS OF THE BALLET-DANCER.
CAMERA SLOWLY MOVES UP FROM THE LEGS ONTO HEAD AND
FREEZES ON THE EYES OF THE
BALLET-DANCER.
 
She looks at something or someone.
                                                                   CUT TO:
CLOSE UP: CAMERA SLOWLY MOVES UP FROM THE LEGS ONTO
HEAD AND FREEZES ON THE EYES
OF THE SOLDIER.
 
The ballet-dancer is looking at him and he is looking at her.
 
                                                                   CUT TO:
HER EYES
                                                                   CUT TO:
HIS EYES
                                                                   CUT TO:
HER EYES
                                                                   CUT TO:
HIS EYES
                                                                   CUT TO:
CLOSE UP: We are able to see the ballet-dancer and a melted snowflake
in front of her.
CAMERA SLOWLY MOVES UP TO HER EYES.
                                                                   CUT TO:
HIS EYES
 
 
                                                             FADE TO BLACK:
FADE UP: 
Dolly: Now we are able to see that they are
dreaming about a desert Island.
There they can be alone and cannot be interrupted by anyone.
Zoom in: Slowly camera zooms in. We can see
the ballet-dancer dancing,
then she falls into his arms and kisses him.
They stand embracing each other.
 
Suddenly, the ballet-dancer disappears.
                                                             FADE TO BLACK:
FADE UP: Soldier opens his eyes and starts looking
for his love. He spends
some time to search her on the shelves and stops
his eyes on the counter.
CLOSE UP: He sees that the ballet-dancer
is put into the box.
                                                                   CUT TO:
CLOSE UP: Parcel tape is in seller’s hands.
FADE TO BLACK:
                               Parcel Tape (S.O)
                                  Whzeeh
                                                                   CUT TO:
FADE UP: Few snowflakes enter the shop and one of them
falls on the soldier
’s head
and water drops start falling from his eyes. Soldier
stays on his duty alone
and with his head hanged down…
THE END