Monday, November 14, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Trailer Review- The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King








Saturday, October 1, 2011
"Run Lola Run" Editing Presentation--Critique
I believe a strength of my presentation were my analysis in my attempt to go under the surface of examples. I also think I had good examples and screens shots, such as the shot of Lola getting shot and the bag flying up in the air. A final strength was my use of quotes. I tried to find Tykwer's quotes, from his take on "Run Loloa Run" that we went over in class, that were the most relevent to whatever point I was trying to make.
One challenge or weakness I had was my limited use of film terminology. As mentioned previously, I could have used the term "associational cut" for the homeless man/vacation example. Also, there was at least one thing I failed to see in my examples that related to editing. The one mentioned in class that I fialed ot notice was the graphic match of Lola on the ground after being shot transitioning to the intimate scene between Lola and Manni. Also, I find it hard to tell when presenting and when I did not get feedback on it, but I may not have looked at the audience enough and may have looked too much at my notes and the screen.
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Taken off guard, the girl bites her lip with a smile. The guy lets go and they are seen smiling even bigger than before. "Okay, now I'll see you," she turns and opens the door, stepping inside, while inside her head she squeals. The door shuts behinds.
An alarm clock goes off. Its bright numbers flashing repeatedly. We see a neat room and the girl rises with a big smile and gets to her routine: jump cuts of teeth being brushed, her legs trying to make their way into her pant legs, her hand pulling up the zipper of her jacket, hair being put into a ponytail, shoes being put on, and finally a waist shot at the end of the routine.
A voice calls out from downstairs, "Morning hun."
"Morning, Ma," she calls back, about to walk out her door. The girl passes her clock and checks the time: 10:12 AM.
She blinks: the clock now reads 10:12 PM.
It's now nighttime and the girl finds herself in her pajamas again with her hair down. That's not supposed to happen..She slowly turns toward the window and sees the night sky. She looks down perplexedly at her pajamas, her hand grabbing a fistful of her shirt. And wasn't I wearing actual…Um...clothes?
Her mom yells from another room in the house, "Night, hun."
Um, Night? she thinks as she looks toward the door. The girl checks her phone for any texts. She sees some from earlier that day, only she doesn't remember reading or responding to them. There was one text confirming that she has another date with the guy. Since when do we have another date? The girl checks her calendar and we see the the girl mark the calendar for the next date, 3 days later. Hmmm…
Glancing at the clock, she yawns with her eyes closed for a few seconds: 10:14 PM. Now, her hair is in a braid. Yeah that's weird. The girl touches her hair, but then shrugs off the strange happenstance. Her phone vibrates and she checks it. She quickly texts back as she sighs. When she puts the phone back to its home screen, the date is changed to 4 days later. The girl's eyes widen OH MY GOSH. and she looks at her calendar. The day for her date has been crossed off. The phone vibrates and she checks it. There is a text from the guy she went on a date with: "Are you okay? Every time you respond to my texts, it doesn't seem like you're all there." She purses her lips in thought Well maybe that's because I HAVEN'T been responding to your texts, puts the phone at her bedside, and then gets into bed and looks at her clock again and turns the alarm on: 10:14 PM. She puts her head on the pillow and lies there. The girl sighs, then the crickets gradually become the sound of chirping birds and sun falls on the girl's face [this is not one of the phenomena of time, just a transition].
The girl's alarm clock goes off at 9:00 AM and she turns it off without looking. She gets up and goes through the morning routine again, exactly as in the first scene. She goes back and checks the clock: 10:12 AM. Then, looking up in thought and suspicion, Maybe if… the girl looks at the clock and closes her eyes, even squinting them shut. We hear sounds of time moving by quickly, and when the girl opens her eyes, it is 10:12 AM.
The girl nods her head in triumph at solving her little problem.
She sees a missed call on her phone from the guy. She calls the guy, and a female voice picks up on the other end: "Hello?"
The girl quizzically asks for the guy and the voice on the other side pauses and hesitates. Static can be heard and then the guy's voice is heard, "What do you want?"
"When are we going on our date?"
"What are you talking about? We haven't talked in three months."
The girl freezes. Three months. We spin around her as we cut to a calendar passing through the months until it becomes transparent with the girl. The room starts to become a wavy blur, causing her to drop her phone. The loud crack on the ground can be heard as well as the guy on the other end saying "Hello? Are you there?" She ignores it, runs to the clock and pulls out the plug. The clock crashes to the floor and in that same instant, there's a whoosh as she wakes up, eyes wide. The swooshing sound merges with the sound of the alarm clock and her eyes move toward something off-screen. The camera follows her eye line and lands on the clock, unbroken, on the stand blaring the time of 9:00 AM.
The girl picks up the phone and calls Pleeeaaase pick up! "Hello?"
The girl closes her eye in joy and smiles, relieved. Yes!
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Revised Dress Code Segment- Critique






Thursday, September 8, 2011
A Character in Time

Treatment: Untitled
A man wakes to the sound of his alarm clock. There is a lanyard name tag beside the clock that reads: Wondercon" and then "Albert Randalf." Albert sits up and stares out the window with an appearance of hopelessness, purposelessness, and just plain boredom. The birds chirp endlessly in the background. Albert glances longingly at his portraits of Gandalf, Dumbledore, and an interpretation of Merlin, then an unfinished Dungeons and Dragons game on the nearby table, a battered copy of the Lord of the Rings (The Fellowship of the Ring) lying open on the floor, and the first Harry Potter movie just by the DVD player. Albert stares back out the window, and then lies back down.
Hours later, judging by the alarm clock, Albert is just leaving his cramped, dim apartment. He trudges outside and down the stairs to the loud city below, a frown on his face. He walks along slowly, people on bikes peddling by, people in tracksuits jogging around him, actually heading toward something.
There in the window was a sight like no other--a wizard's pointy hat sitting in the window of an old magic shop. Albert's eyes became wide at the 50% off sign just beside the hat.
Albert heads inside the shop and goes to the window. "Authentic, that is. That hat is said to belong to my distant ancestor, a well-known wizard of the 11th century," said a voice. Albert turned around, hat in hand, smiling. "How much?" he asks. "20 dollars after sale," said a small bearded man with a similar pointy hat and flowing robes.
Albert's face turns to sadness as he realizes in a flashback that he still can't afford the hat as we return to the eviction sign and a frustrated Albert going through bills in the dim apartment. We return to Albert staring at the hat and go into another flashback highlighting Albert focussing only on the screen as he watches Gandalf casting Saruman out of the good King Theoden in The Lord of the Rings, popcorn in hand, but not daring to move as he watches in awe. We see Albert crying as he reads Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. We see Albert chuckling and moving one of his players in his one-man D&D game. Lastly, we see Albert washing his framed portraits of his favorite wizard with Windex.
Albert comes out of the flashback.
"I don't have the money, but I'll do anything for that hat," he said with emotion.
"Hmm," said the shopkeeper, stroking his beard thoughtfully toward Albert. The shopkeeper glances towards a dusty D&D game board not far away. We go into a flashback of all the times the shopkeeper won (exclaiming, "Ha!" every time) against himself. He turns back to Albert, "I'll play you for it."
Albert squints his eyes at the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper does the same. We see Albert again, "Deal."
The shopkeeper grabs his Windex from behind the counter and cleans off the dusty board. Albert half smiles at this. The two sit down, a clock in the background.
A few hours pass, judging by the clock in the background and we see the two slowly nearing the end of the game. We see the two placing their characters in slow motion, Albert chuckling at a good move, and the shopkeeper exclaiming, "Ha!"
One hour later, we see Albert make a move in slow motion and chuckle. The shopkeeper stares back and forth, mouth open, at the board and at Albert. Albert the victorious puts his hand out over the board for the shopkeeper to shake it. The shopkeeper smiles and shakes it, "Marlin Dumbledon, by the way."
"Pleased to meetcha," Albert replied. The shopkeeper handed him the hat. "Oh, and good game," Albert added. The shopkeeper, still smiling, nodded.
Albert was headed for the door, when, as he pushed the door open, Marlin called, "Say, you said you're having money troubles, eh." Albert, turned to him and nodded, frowning. "And, well, you seem to know a lot about this kind of stuff", he added a little more quietly to himself. "I've been manning this shop by myself for years now. I could really use a partner." Albert chuckled and put his new hat on. He came back inside and said, "Sure would." Marlin walked him over to the counter and started enthusiastically explaining how to determine between a fraud wizard hat and the real thing, which types of customers to watch out for, how to organize the bookshelf of wizarding history and fantasy novels, etc., with Albert nodding all the way.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Short Film Cinematography Critique: She Deserved It













