Sunday, October 16, 2005
Visuals - evolved
silence
Sunset reflecting off body of antique convertible at rest
?seaside in distance
Cue music
Camera slowly slides across body of car till it reaches her, looking off into distance, one arm out of car?
She sings
Close ups
Camera angles, fades etcetc as she sings and looks into the distance
Fade into scenes of the car traveling along a long, empty road at sunset in the countryside, autumn leaves (obviously not Singapore)
She, hair streaming, driving, singing, various angles, close ups
Over shoulder shot of the windshield, car moving
Zoom slowly in to a pair of house keys on the dashboard, till it occupies most of the screen, areas around it darken to black
Zoom slowly back out, colour fades to sepia / black and white / muted, the keys are now on a table in an apartment
She, sitting with knees drawn up, on windowsill before closed glass window. ? raining, looking out, singing
fade to close-up of her hands seeking out the keys on… an apparently empty table
fade to / follow to close-up of her hand trying the door knob – locked
fade to scene of her leaning against the door, looking sad, singing
fade to scene of her lying in bed in long white dress, shot from above, looking off to the side, hands outstretched and hair spread out on the bed, singing (? Grey bedsheet?)
camera describes a horizontal arc to come level with her eyes, sideways so that the “floor” of the shot is level with the right of the screen and she is looking directly into the camera, with lost eyes, close up
closes eyes and turns head back to neutral
Camera circles around and zooms out behind her to show her standing on the railing outside the balcony with hands outstretched, wind blowing her hair and dress
she falls "falling", as the camera chases her, ala Oberon's digital trickery
falls, and dissolves into cloud of white butterflies
Fade back into close up of her hand seeking out the keys on the table – they are there this time
Pull back showing her dressed in a dark winter coat opening the door to her flat with the keys,
As the door opens, colour fades back in
It opens into the garden of a manor somewhere in the country, an autumn morning… and she walks towards the car parked in the drive.
*****
Three
Sunset reflecting off body of antique convertible at rest
?seaside in distance
Cue music
Camera slowly slides across body of car till it reaches her, looking off into distance, one arm out of car?
She sings
Close ups
Camera angles, fades etcetc as she sings and looks into the distance
Fade into scenes of the car traveling along a long, empty road at sunset in the countryside, autumn leaves (obviously not Singapore)
She, hair streaming, driving, singing, various angles, close ups
Over shoulder shot of the windshield, car moving
Zoom slowly in to a pair of house keys on the dashboard, till it occupies most of the screen, areas around it darken to black
Zoom slowly back out, colour fades to sepia / black and white / muted, the keys are now on a table in an apartment
She, sitting with knees drawn up, on windowsill before closed glass window. ? raining, looking out, singing
fade to close-up of her hands seeking out the keys on… an apparently empty table
fade to / follow to close-up of her hand trying the door knob – locked
fade to scene of her leaning against the door, looking sad, singing
fade to scene of her lying in bed in long white dress, shot from above, looking off to the side, hands outstretched and hair spread out on the bed, singing (? Grey bedsheet?)
camera describes a horizontal arc to come level with her eyes, sideways so that the “floor” of the shot is level with the right of the screen and she is looking directly into the camera, with lost eyes, close up
closes eyes and turns head back to neutral
Camera circles around and zooms out behind her to show her standing on the railing outside the balcony with hands outstretched, wind blowing her hair and dress
she falls "falling", as the camera chases her, ala Oberon's digital trickery
falls, and dissolves into cloud of white butterflies
Fade back into close up of her hand seeking out the keys on the table – they are there this time
Pull back showing her dressed in a dark winter coat opening the door to her flat with the keys,
As the door opens, colour fades back in
It opens into the garden of a manor somewhere in the country, an autumn morning… and she walks towards the car parked in the drive.
*****
Three
