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Tuesday, 24 August 2010

FilmG short film - stage 1

After the FilmG film workshop on Skye, I had to realise that my story (After the Barbecue) that I was going to use for the FilmG competition was too long for a 5 minute short film.

So, I stuck to the basis of the story, being "No one is, who you think they are". Drawing from personal experience I have written up a story outline. I'm not sure if this is quite as catchy but it sure will be more personal and convincing, having experienced something similar.

A girl is sitting on a hill with a solemn expression on her face. She is looking across the river. She is contemplating that you can't know anyone through and through, no matter how well or long you have known them. During her out-loud thoughts, we see flashbacks of her and her best (male) friend. These are various bonding moments during which their relationship was established, including one moment where they exchange bracelets as a sign of their friendship.
The film cuts back and forth between the flashbacks and the girl sitting on the hill.
For the last flashback, she is walking down a quiet street with houses on both sides of the road. She notices her friend walking in the opposite direction on the other side of the road. She waves at him. He glances at her but pretends he hasn't seen her as he walks past. She calls out his name while crossing the street, but he is not turning around. Finally she reaches him and stops him. She hasn't seen him in a while and he wasn't answering her calls. What was he up to? He gives her some vague excuse about having been busy. As she pushes for an explanation, he drops the bomb. He can't be friends with her any more. Without any further ado he turns around and walks away. No explanation, nothing. She is left standing, watching him walk away.
She looks at her bracelet, still on her wrist. She decides, if you can't rely on someone the way you thought you could, there is no point crying over spilled milk. She gets up, walks to the river shore, takes off her bracelet and drops it in the water. She watches the bracelet sink, makes a last statement about never really being able to see someone's true colours and walks off.

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