Thursday 7 March 2013

Refined Box Idea


Establishing shot's- Opening shot of a  ritual of a leader taking spirits/memories out of his body and placing them in the box. Done using special effects/lights, will be open to interpretation what this signifies. The ring leader is covered in dirt and grime, his hair is grey and his hands are wrapped in cloth. This will be filmed on a beach in dusk/night time. The scene will be lit by torches which will be in shot, there will be a few people crowding around a central fire . The people will be wearing black cloaks and you will never see their faces, the only face that is seen is the ring leader. After the ritual is complete the ringleader buries the box in the forest.

The music starts- There is a shot of a hunter from olden times, close up on his eyes, he is hunting with a bow and his dog is running with him. He is dressed in old green cloth. Dirt lines his face and he is skinny, as if he never has enough to eat. The dog sniffs out something in the ground, the hunter investigates and digs up the box. Initially he is delighted, overjoyed.. this new box has so much promise. When he opens it there is a close up of his pupils dilating and a glow from the box. This is when the chorus of memories will kick in. (This will act as a sound motif as every time it is heard the character with the box will appear to have a terrifying vision, to include some negative omens and also a flickering static tv of a moment of band performance). He then begins to go crazy, eyes turn black (using black contact lenses) and we can do several close ups, hands tightening on his bow, vicious teeth, a close up of his eyes and the bridge of his nose as he takes deep breaths. His head begins to move frantically from side to side and there are flashes all around him, his head moves as if he is trying to follow the flashes. He grabs his head and falls to his knees, the flashes continue. Jump cut to the hunter just lying in the dirt, eyes closed. He looks like he has been there for a while. He opens his eyes, they have returned to normal. Cut to the box, out of focus, the hunter in the background in focus, he sees the box, focus pull onto the box. Cut and the hunter is throwing the box into the sea. Long, wide shot, blurry, the hunter is just a silhouette, a shadow of his former self almost.

The next shot we see is of an older style fisher man. Close up on his eyes. He is dressed in a thick woollen jumper and a woollen hat. He is pulling in a net from over the side of a rock wall. Cut to him going through the contents of the net. He comes across the box. Wipes seaweed off of it. Again, he is clearly excited at the great mystery and potential of this box.He slowly lifts the lid open and takes a peek inside. The same glow as before. His hands fly to his eyes, he covers them with the palms of his hands. Repeat of the vision and motifs as befell the hunter during the chorus scene. When he pulls them away to scream silently, we can see that his eyes have changed too. He falls onto his back from his kneeling position and passes out. Cut to him despairingly carrying the box wrapped in old cloth along the beach. He digs a hole in the sand with his hands and buries the box.

The next shot is of a 70's young man on a beach with a metal detector, big headphones etc. Close up on his eyes. Again, great excitement at having found this wonderful object. He finds the buried box and opens it but this time there is a different effect of the spirit entering his body from the box, similar to that from the start when it was originally put into the box. Shot of him at home in dark room nothing but the tv for light as video of OKS is on the tv, he sits lifeless in the chair. Next shot he is going into the woods with a shovel and digs a big hole and climbs in. He then lies down with the box. It is now that we see that his eyes have also changed. The camera then changes to a shot of the original ring leader standing over the grave filling it in. The song ends as there is a shot from the man in the graves view of the dirt covering him over.

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