For my 2d homework my teacher asked me to write a film script. Here it goes :
Location : Nottingham, Old Market Square
Period : Spring
Protagonist : Bill, 35, single, self-employed
Bill is working away on his laptop on a terrace café. 10 : 00 a.m.
Story :
Bill finds a diary on the ground with a phone # but before phoning in he starts to imagine who this person might be.
The camera then focuses on 4 different people in the square. One at a time. Follow four 2 minutes films on the background of each one.
Bill googles the owner of the diary and finds out that this person is one of his former lover’s. He wonders what to do because he doesn’t want to see this person again but on the other end he knows how precious a diary can be. Even in a way more precious than a credit card.
All Bill’s thoughts are told through a voice over.
Eventually Bill phones up the owner’s mobile’s number (hiding his own number) and it turns out that the diary belongs to someone only a couple of tables from Bill’s.
No voice over. Only a close up on Bill’s perplex expression. No music. Only real background noises.
At the end Bill goes over to the table where a man in his late 40’s has just hung up his phone. Bill hides his face with his hat, and drops the diary in front of his former lover and runs for the next tram which is just arriving at the square stop.
Location : Nottingham, Old Market Square
Period : Spring
Protagonist : Bill, 35, single, self-employed
Bill is working away on his laptop on a terrace café. 10 : 00 a.m.
Story :
Bill finds a diary on the ground with a phone # but before phoning in he starts to imagine who this person might be.
The camera then focuses on 4 different people in the square. One at a time. Follow four 2 minutes films on the background of each one.
Bill googles the owner of the diary and finds out that this person is one of his former lover’s. He wonders what to do because he doesn’t want to see this person again but on the other end he knows how precious a diary can be. Even in a way more precious than a credit card.
All Bill’s thoughts are told through a voice over.
Eventually Bill phones up the owner’s mobile’s number (hiding his own number) and it turns out that the diary belongs to someone only a couple of tables from Bill’s.
No voice over. Only a close up on Bill’s perplex expression. No music. Only real background noises.
At the end Bill goes over to the table where a man in his late 40’s has just hung up his phone. Bill hides his face with his hat, and drops the diary in front of his former lover and runs for the next tram which is just arriving at the square stop.
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