In class many people were introduced to Bronies. Bronies are male My Little Pony Super Fans. I learned about them last year while working as an Intern at Hasbro.
This fanatic loyalty is considered Fandom. Megafans coming together to celebrate everything connected to a brand. Some of these fans lives rotate around the brand.
My first experience with a fandom was the San Diego Comic Con in the 90's. There people were emerged in there favorite characters to the point of dressing up and or impersonating them. The floor was swamped with Science Fiction and Comic mega fans.
I personally have never been a die hard fan of any particular brand to the point of shaping my life around it.
I am a huge fan of Transformers, GI Joe, Dragon Ball Z, Aliens, and Predator just to name a few. I am currently striving toward a job working with Hasbro. It's fandom in a way since I will be shaping my life around a brand I have enjoyed since I was a child but this will be my job so I'm not sure it will count. Unless in my personal life I absorb myself as well.
Fandom is actually pretty cool. I went to see a Dragonball Z movie release in theatre last Summer. I was surprised because all of the audience watching with me were actively engaged into the characters on the screen. When watching a typical movie you might get a couple cheers in the theatre but this crowed was all in. They were there because of the characters they have invested time in connected with and cared about. That movie had a fandom following.
I am sure since I am working with Hasbro I will have more Fandom experiences in the future.
Wednesday, May 4, 2016
Monday, May 2, 2016
10 Books to read in the near future.
1. War of the Worlds-
A story that transformed Science fiction
2. I Am Legend-
Apocalypse Story that is interesting because it is plausible for a disease to change society.
3. Blade Runner-
Artificial Intelligence story that answers the question about how society would possibly react to such a creation.
Screen Plays:
4. Star Wars
Story Boards
Compilation of pre 1977 science fiction formed into a space drama.
5. Pacific Rim
Story Boards
Because I love giant robots and monsters. How would the world in really respond to such a threat. Would we do as they do in the movie OR would it be total anarchy?
6. Alien
I looked up the screen play which would be cool to read but like all stories it had its influences. "It, The Terror from Beyond Space" 1952 movie. So I might want to look into that one as well.
7. Predator
Love the concept of an alien race hunting the apex predator on Earth.
8. Predator Vs. Alien
Story Board and or Comic. I think I have the Comic Book of this one. I would love to see the boards to the movie.
9. Stan Lee's first character he created. "The Destroyer" Mystic Comics #6 1941
10. Transformers original story. I can't find it but I am on a quest to find it.
A story that transformed Science fiction
2. I Am Legend-
Apocalypse Story that is interesting because it is plausible for a disease to change society.
3. Blade Runner-
Artificial Intelligence story that answers the question about how society would possibly react to such a creation.
4. Star Wars
Story Boards
Compilation of pre 1977 science fiction formed into a space drama.
5. Pacific Rim
Story Boards
Because I love giant robots and monsters. How would the world in really respond to such a threat. Would we do as they do in the movie OR would it be total anarchy?
6. Alien
I looked up the screen play which would be cool to read but like all stories it had its influences. "It, The Terror from Beyond Space" 1952 movie. So I might want to look into that one as well.
7. Predator
Love the concept of an alien race hunting the apex predator on Earth.
8. Predator Vs. Alien
Story Board and or Comic. I think I have the Comic Book of this one. I would love to see the boards to the movie.
9. Stan Lee's first character he created. "The Destroyer" Mystic Comics #6 1941
10. Transformers original story. I can't find it but I am on a quest to find it.
Monday, April 18, 2016
Newsworld
Prominent Symbols
The symbols I saw was the element of the young, ignorant, and naive. The Twin Towers
striking the Towers and the young believing that it was a movie. The reality that we are all vulnerable scares these kids.
The shutdown of the facility soon after the terrorist attack calls to these young kids now full of piss and vinegar.
The kids crossing into the unknown and dangerous world by breaching the fence and searching for themselves in a way. Fear of the unknown.
Connection.
I was dangling off a cliff in New Hampshire when the Towers were hit. One of the Combat Lead Climb instructors got a call. We were confused thinking. "How is this part of the training exercise?"
Reality struck and we all knew we were getting deployed soon but really didn't know what was down that path.
Adapting Story to medium.
Film. You could adapt this story into a complication of Point of Views from this group and others across the US. This can show the different ways people reacted shortly after the incident.
The symbols I saw was the element of the young, ignorant, and naive. The Twin Towers
striking the Towers and the young believing that it was a movie. The reality that we are all vulnerable scares these kids.
The shutdown of the facility soon after the terrorist attack calls to these young kids now full of piss and vinegar.
The kids crossing into the unknown and dangerous world by breaching the fence and searching for themselves in a way. Fear of the unknown.
Connection.
I was dangling off a cliff in New Hampshire when the Towers were hit. One of the Combat Lead Climb instructors got a call. We were confused thinking. "How is this part of the training exercise?"
Reality struck and we all knew we were getting deployed soon but really didn't know what was down that path.
Adapting Story to medium.
Film. You could adapt this story into a complication of Point of Views from this group and others across the US. This can show the different ways people reacted shortly after the incident.
Subject that I believe Lit and Media Study should Cover
This topic literally makes me smile. Big grin!
TOY COMMERCIALS and the Associated Cartoons and Products!!!
Like I have mentioned before. I am a 1980's Boy! TV Toy commercials were so impactful back then. Commercials now are barley noticed as compared to 1980's and even 1990's. Like today, these commercials were geared toward selling a product. Unlike today, back then our minds and eyes weren't swamped with media. So anytime you did see a commercial it was a fresher less congested intake.
As kids my brothers and I had an actual ritual on Saturday mornings that began the night before the cartoons began.
Please see the links:
We would take Nestle Quick
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Ksnpz7Y6I4
We would stick it in the freezer the night before.
Waking up the next morning we would take them out and using a spoon over the next hour we would drill into it scooping out the frozen goodness.
While enjoying our treat we would watch:
BRACE YOURSELF FOR AWESOMENESS!!!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dy3RTFFhSYs
While watching this awesome cartoon we would be bombarded with commercials directly connected to these cartoons.
TOY DESIGN WAS HUGE in the 80's
Cartoon characters and designs were based off of Toy Design instead of todays toy releases, which are in reverse.
Here are a strings of commercials while these cartoons were running.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-gw1X6PY6dY
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VF86tnMlFV4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N2TnxwSsfy4
There are tons more..
I picked this topic because at this time these shows and commercials influenced my life.
As an adult I became an actual GI JOE in the military, then police and paramedic firefighter.
Now I am going to design Transformers for Hasbro this Summer!
Go figure.
TOY COMMERCIALS and the Associated Cartoons and Products!!!
Like I have mentioned before. I am a 1980's Boy! TV Toy commercials were so impactful back then. Commercials now are barley noticed as compared to 1980's and even 1990's. Like today, these commercials were geared toward selling a product. Unlike today, back then our minds and eyes weren't swamped with media. So anytime you did see a commercial it was a fresher less congested intake.
As kids my brothers and I had an actual ritual on Saturday mornings that began the night before the cartoons began.
Please see the links:
We would take Nestle Quick
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Ksnpz7Y6I4
We would stick it in the freezer the night before.
Waking up the next morning we would take them out and using a spoon over the next hour we would drill into it scooping out the frozen goodness.
While enjoying our treat we would watch:
BRACE YOURSELF FOR AWESOMENESS!!!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dy3RTFFhSYs
While watching this awesome cartoon we would be bombarded with commercials directly connected to these cartoons.
TOY DESIGN WAS HUGE in the 80's
Cartoon characters and designs were based off of Toy Design instead of todays toy releases, which are in reverse.
Here are a strings of commercials while these cartoons were running.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-gw1X6PY6dY
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VF86tnMlFV4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N2TnxwSsfy4
There are tons more..
I picked this topic because at this time these shows and commercials influenced my life.
As an adult I became an actual GI JOE in the military, then police and paramedic firefighter.
Now I am going to design Transformers for Hasbro this Summer!
Go figure.
Monday, April 11, 2016
"Andre the Giant Life and Legend" Graphic novel
If you were a boy in the 80's you really should read this graphic novel.
I grew up watching Andre the Giant Wrestle in the WWF. Some of the matches told graphically I watched on TV as a kid.
The story is a great documentary of his life.
I didn't know he came from France.
It gives you life from his prospective from a moment in his life where he is 12 years of age.
At 12 he is already treated as if he was a freak. This greatly effects his naturally kind heart and twists it to defend himself with verbal outburst to scare people and he self medicates with tons of alcohol due to his size.
His greatest strength in everyones else's eyes who don't know him is his greatest weakness in his own.
The hook that got me into the story was the fact that this was about Andre the Giant and then the opening scene with Terry Hogan (Hulk Hogan). It's a interview where Hulk tells his side of the story and how he saw Andre's sadness and pain especially toward the end of his life. At least when he was younger he had his physical dominance to make himself feel better. In the end he was literally a broken man. His worst enemy was his own body.
Andre died at the age of 43 years old.
43!
I am 39 now.
At 39 he began to fall apart.
I can relate in a way. No where near what he experienced but I did a lot in my youth that trashed my body but I was always able to recover. When I hit 36 I seemed to stop the ability to recover completely. The things I have always been able to do I can't anymore.
Example
I used to do pull ups with three 45 lb plates hanging from me. 135lbs.
Now I have injuries that prevent this.
So, guys my age, spend some time reading the story.
It's easy. Theres pictures!
I grew up watching Andre the Giant Wrestle in the WWF. Some of the matches told graphically I watched on TV as a kid.
The story is a great documentary of his life.
I didn't know he came from France.
It gives you life from his prospective from a moment in his life where he is 12 years of age.
At 12 he is already treated as if he was a freak. This greatly effects his naturally kind heart and twists it to defend himself with verbal outburst to scare people and he self medicates with tons of alcohol due to his size.
His greatest strength in everyones else's eyes who don't know him is his greatest weakness in his own.
The hook that got me into the story was the fact that this was about Andre the Giant and then the opening scene with Terry Hogan (Hulk Hogan). It's a interview where Hulk tells his side of the story and how he saw Andre's sadness and pain especially toward the end of his life. At least when he was younger he had his physical dominance to make himself feel better. In the end he was literally a broken man. His worst enemy was his own body.
Andre died at the age of 43 years old.
43!
I am 39 now.
At 39 he began to fall apart.
I can relate in a way. No where near what he experienced but I did a lot in my youth that trashed my body but I was always able to recover. When I hit 36 I seemed to stop the ability to recover completely. The things I have always been able to do I can't anymore.
Example
I used to do pull ups with three 45 lb plates hanging from me. 135lbs.
Now I have injuries that prevent this.
So, guys my age, spend some time reading the story.
It's easy. Theres pictures!
Monday, April 4, 2016
Trump Image
Post an Image of Trump
Inventory the effects of the Image
This image in my opinion says, "I don't give a shit!"
The effects on the people.
It depends on the generation that is seeing it.
To the 50 yr olds and above that are tired of old politics. They welcome this reaction to a question. Almost expect it from Trump.
To the devout Republicans this reaction sickens them and they are embarrassed that he is part of the Republican party. Fears of the current Republican party dissolving.
To the Democrats. This has the same response of disgust but a strong fear of the possibilities of him in office. Fears of the same reaction when dealing with foreign policy.
Inventory the effects of the Image
This image in my opinion says, "I don't give a shit!"
The effects on the people.
It depends on the generation that is seeing it.
To the 50 yr olds and above that are tired of old politics. They welcome this reaction to a question. Almost expect it from Trump.
To the devout Republicans this reaction sickens them and they are embarrassed that he is part of the Republican party. Fears of the current Republican party dissolving.
To the Democrats. This has the same response of disgust but a strong fear of the possibilities of him in office. Fears of the same reaction when dealing with foreign policy.
Monday, March 28, 2016
Eh? Sit and Record. OK.
A Dark olive green deepness in the waterway with the banks and walls stained dark brown and almost black lines from the years of the constain waters rise and fall tells the history of it. Th occasional fish breaking the mirrored sheen of the surface feeding on insects lets you know that it is full of life.
Two boats tied to a dock have the bouncing off the hulls. They both are no longer the bright white they once were. faded weather covers that I am sure at one time was a deep blue cover the sun damaged instruments.
Another fish jump sends ripple from the center of the water way slowly and in ever increasing size and height to the old concrete cinderblock walls that are intermittent through out the stretch of water. Over grown tree hang over the banks and edges ever so lightly touch and carpet the waters surface.
The sunlight bounces off of collie art students brightly colored shirts and paper as they sit in the unnaturally florescent green grass atop of the concreted banks.
The sound of a Squirrel jumping throughout the trees with another in some sort of altercation reminds you that although students trample up and down these banks nature still has a decent hold of the area.
But the constant tone of heavy equipment in the distance reminds you of this areas future demise.
Two boats tied to a dock have the bouncing off the hulls. They both are no longer the bright white they once were. faded weather covers that I am sure at one time was a deep blue cover the sun damaged instruments.
Another fish jump sends ripple from the center of the water way slowly and in ever increasing size and height to the old concrete cinderblock walls that are intermittent through out the stretch of water. Over grown tree hang over the banks and edges ever so lightly touch and carpet the waters surface.
The sunlight bounces off of collie art students brightly colored shirts and paper as they sit in the unnaturally florescent green grass atop of the concreted banks.
The sound of a Squirrel jumping throughout the trees with another in some sort of altercation reminds you that although students trample up and down these banks nature still has a decent hold of the area.
But the constant tone of heavy equipment in the distance reminds you of this areas future demise.
Dream Scape
This is a dream I had when I was around 6 or 7 years of age.
The dream starts with my mother, her friend, and I eating a picnic at a park.
This is the old classic picnic with a blanket spread out on the grass, a basket full of food and a beautiful day. We are in a grass field alone with a VW bug about 100 ft away parked. This VW bug is blue and shiny new.
So we begin to eat on this beautiful day that has not one thing wrong with it.
Suddenly the ground begins to shift causing my mother and friend to get very full of fear.
I am scared to death at the movement of the ground as it literally starts to turn.
My mother and her friend gather all the stuff and run to the car.
I am trailing behind as they get into the car and shut the doors.
I am again petrified to be left as the world keeps turning.
Objects begin to roll and then fall sky ward as the sky is now the ground and the ground is the sky. I clutch onto the car for dear life calling to my mother to Please let me into the car.
They start the engine and begin to drive.
I am now barely hanging on to the roof of the vehicle as it picks up speed.
The world is now upside down and I can't hold on any longer.
I loose my grip and fall sky ward.
I watch the car drive away without me as I tumble into an abyss.
I fall and fall until I have an out of body experience watch myself fall through the ceiling as if it were an illusion and land in the top bunk of my bed waking up as I am still bouncing.
At this point I am awake and confused.
My heart races as I realize it had all been a dream.
I managed to calf myself down to the point where I go back to sleep.
I am now 39 years old and still remember this dream.
The dream starts with my mother, her friend, and I eating a picnic at a park.
This is the old classic picnic with a blanket spread out on the grass, a basket full of food and a beautiful day. We are in a grass field alone with a VW bug about 100 ft away parked. This VW bug is blue and shiny new.
So we begin to eat on this beautiful day that has not one thing wrong with it.
Suddenly the ground begins to shift causing my mother and friend to get very full of fear.
I am scared to death at the movement of the ground as it literally starts to turn.
My mother and her friend gather all the stuff and run to the car.
I am trailing behind as they get into the car and shut the doors.
I am again petrified to be left as the world keeps turning.
Objects begin to roll and then fall sky ward as the sky is now the ground and the ground is the sky. I clutch onto the car for dear life calling to my mother to Please let me into the car.
They start the engine and begin to drive.
I am now barely hanging on to the roof of the vehicle as it picks up speed.
The world is now upside down and I can't hold on any longer.
I loose my grip and fall sky ward.
I watch the car drive away without me as I tumble into an abyss.
I fall and fall until I have an out of body experience watch myself fall through the ceiling as if it were an illusion and land in the top bunk of my bed waking up as I am still bouncing.
At this point I am awake and confused.
My heart races as I realize it had all been a dream.
I managed to calf myself down to the point where I go back to sleep.
I am now 39 years old and still remember this dream.
Punch Drunk Love, Paul Thomas Anderson
Wow!
Ok Just started this movie.
I whose it because I am an Adam Sandler fan.
I am 15 min in and I have no idea what is happening due to the triply nature of the film.
So far I gather that Sandler's character is stuck in a boring monotonous job where nothing exactly happens. So the arrival of a mysterious piano like device strikes him like witnessing a Motor vehicle roll over crash.
AND next day their is a woman that enters his life by dropping off her car for vehicle repair and walking off in the distance?
??
He has a group of bitch sisters that have tormented his life since he was little.
He finally shows up to a family get together with his sisters. You can tell he is pressured into doing it and doesn't want to be there.
We quickly learn why. All his sisters constantly make fun of him.
He snaps, smashing 3 sliding glass doors.
I would have done that too.
So, I restarted the movie with my wife. This helped me out because it gave me a chance to figure out the beginning again.
This movie is the type of movie you almost have to see a couple of times to understand it.
My wife being a school teacher quickly pointed out that Sandlers character is definitely on the spectrum of mental disorders. I totally agree with her. That combined with a bunch of criticizing horrible sisters makes a constant stressful situation any day they are involved with him. He dreads it.
The Voice of this story.
This is the first Paul Thomas Anderson I have seen but it it quite diffent than other movies.
There is a constant tension in this movie and at moments sidetracks into the characters imagination within the current reality. For example the Harmin piano thing. Right before you see the thing dropped off he watches vehicles approach while he is street side. One vehicle suddenly turns flipping about 5 times but leaves the frame as a van comes screaming in in the foreground to drop off the piano. I took the scene as if the event of a van coming out of nowhere to drop this thing off in Berry's (Sandlers charcter) monotonous life was just like witnessing a horrific car crash.
This movie lived in Berry's head. Occasionally tripping out in psychedelic colors as a reflection of his mood.
Moral of the story?
Mentally challenged people are people too and they are extremely smart. They just process things differently. Oh, and if your going to piss one off? Expect an overreaction response since they do process things differently.
Overall, I liked the film. A take of two on the spectrum people who find love in each other.
Oh, and Adam Sandler kicks some ass which is always entertaining.
Ok Just started this movie.
I whose it because I am an Adam Sandler fan.
I am 15 min in and I have no idea what is happening due to the triply nature of the film.
So far I gather that Sandler's character is stuck in a boring monotonous job where nothing exactly happens. So the arrival of a mysterious piano like device strikes him like witnessing a Motor vehicle roll over crash.
AND next day their is a woman that enters his life by dropping off her car for vehicle repair and walking off in the distance?
??
He has a group of bitch sisters that have tormented his life since he was little.
He finally shows up to a family get together with his sisters. You can tell he is pressured into doing it and doesn't want to be there.
We quickly learn why. All his sisters constantly make fun of him.
He snaps, smashing 3 sliding glass doors.
I would have done that too.
So, I restarted the movie with my wife. This helped me out because it gave me a chance to figure out the beginning again.
This movie is the type of movie you almost have to see a couple of times to understand it.
My wife being a school teacher quickly pointed out that Sandlers character is definitely on the spectrum of mental disorders. I totally agree with her. That combined with a bunch of criticizing horrible sisters makes a constant stressful situation any day they are involved with him. He dreads it.
The Voice of this story.
This is the first Paul Thomas Anderson I have seen but it it quite diffent than other movies.
There is a constant tension in this movie and at moments sidetracks into the characters imagination within the current reality. For example the Harmin piano thing. Right before you see the thing dropped off he watches vehicles approach while he is street side. One vehicle suddenly turns flipping about 5 times but leaves the frame as a van comes screaming in in the foreground to drop off the piano. I took the scene as if the event of a van coming out of nowhere to drop this thing off in Berry's (Sandlers charcter) monotonous life was just like witnessing a horrific car crash.
This movie lived in Berry's head. Occasionally tripping out in psychedelic colors as a reflection of his mood.
Moral of the story?
Mentally challenged people are people too and they are extremely smart. They just process things differently. Oh, and if your going to piss one off? Expect an overreaction response since they do process things differently.
Overall, I liked the film. A take of two on the spectrum people who find love in each other.
Oh, and Adam Sandler kicks some ass which is always entertaining.
Sunday, March 20, 2016
Much Ado About Nothing, Shakespeare
Act 3 scene 1...
or any of these for that matter.
As a Director, how could I make this understandable to todays public?
Not sure... I don't understand it.
So first what I would do as a Director is find someone that could break these scenes down for me that understands Shakespeare.
After that I would go about translating it to a langauge of todays understanding.
OR
I would then understand what the heck was going on and I could keep it close to the original play.
If I was a Set Designer or Costume Designer.
It would depend on when I have the story take place.
I could have it modern day with modern cloths and backdrop. OR
I could flash it back to a time closer to Shakespeare's time which would entail a lot of research on the structures land clothing worn during the day.
My wife says that there is a good movie adaption of this play made back in 1993. It wasn't an instant play on Netflix so I couldn't watch it.
Basically do your homework if you want to recreate any of Shakespeare's plays.
or any of these for that matter.
As a Director, how could I make this understandable to todays public?
Not sure... I don't understand it.
So first what I would do as a Director is find someone that could break these scenes down for me that understands Shakespeare.
After that I would go about translating it to a langauge of todays understanding.
OR
I would then understand what the heck was going on and I could keep it close to the original play.
If I was a Set Designer or Costume Designer.
It would depend on when I have the story take place.
I could have it modern day with modern cloths and backdrop. OR
I could flash it back to a time closer to Shakespeare's time which would entail a lot of research on the structures land clothing worn during the day.
My wife says that there is a good movie adaption of this play made back in 1993. It wasn't an instant play on Netflix so I couldn't watch it.
Basically do your homework if you want to recreate any of Shakespeare's plays.
Monday, March 14, 2016
Ready Player One
This is an awesome premise to a book and a movie. I connect with this story because I grew up playing atari in the 80's like the Billionaire character. The term Easter Egg I totally understand because I used to look for them in games as well.
As far as turning a scene into a movie.
The best idea for something like this is to storyboard it. This is what directors use to get an idea of camera movement.
But this will be Virtual Reality?
"Write a script for that incident or sequence for inclusion in a virtual reality adaptation of the novel. In writing your short script remember the nature of virtual reality as a medium. Among the guidelines for writing for this medium consider that there is no frame, the entire field of vision including what is "not seen" must be filled, cuts and other abrupt transitions do not work, close-ups are overpowering and not generally used. How will you transition into and out of your scene in a way that will work in virtual reality?
Well here is the scene:
"As I approached the object in the distance, it became gradually clearer. It was the Beta Capsule, floating just a few centimeters above the ground, spinning clockwise. The Cataclyst had destroyed everything in the sector that could be destroyed, but artifacts were indestructible. Just like the gate.
"It's the Beta Capsule!" Shoto shouted. "It must have been thrown over here by the force of the blast. You can use it to become Ultraman and fly up to the gate!"
I nodded, raised the capsule over my head, then pressed the button on the side to activate it. But nothing happened. "Shit!" I muttered, realizing why. "It won't work. It can only be used once a day." I stowed the Beta Capsule and started to scan the ground around me. "There must be other artifacts scattered around here," I said.
I began to run along the perimeter of the castle foundation, still scanning the ground. "Were any of you guys carrying artifacts? One that would give me the
ability to fly? Or levitate? Or teleport?"
ability to fly? Or levitate? Or teleport?"
"No," answered Shoto. "I didn't have any artifacts." "My Sword of the Ba'Heer was an artifact," Aech said. "But it won't help you reach the gate."
"But my Chucks will," Art3mis said. "Your 'Chucks'?" I repeated. "My shoes. Black Chuck Taylor All Stars. They bestow their wearer with both speed and flight."
"Great! Perfect!" I said. "Now I just have to find them." I continued to run forward, eyes sweeping the ground. I found Aech's sword a minute later and added it to my inventory, but it took me another five minutes of searching before I found Art3mis's magic sneakers, near the south end of the crater. I put them on, and they adjusted to fit my avatar's feet perfectly. "I'll get these back to you, Arty," I said, just as I finished lacing them up. "Promise."
"You better," she said. "They were my favorites." I took three running steps, leapt into the air, and then I was flying. I swooped up and around, then turned back toward the gate, aiming straight for it. But at the last moment, I banked to the right, then arced back around. I stopped to hover in front of the open gate. The crystal doorway hung in the air directly ahead, just a few yards away. It reminded me of the floating door in the opening credits of the original Twilight Zone. "
Camera Breakdown of scene:
Camera Movement: POV
"As I approached the object in the distance, it became gradually clearer. It was the Beta Capsule, floating just a few centimeters above the ground, spinning clockwise.
Camera POV pans Left and Right
The Cataclyst had destroyed everything in the sector that could be destroyed, but artifacts were indestructible.
Cut
Flashbach scene sequence of the Gate in detail
Just like the gate.
Cut
POV Paning to Shoto as he shouts
"It's the Beta Capsule!" Shoto shouted. "It must have been thrown over here by the force of the blast. You can use it to become Ultraman and fly up to the gate!"
POV looking up to the Gate then to the Beta Capsule then back to the gate.
I nodded, raised the capsule over my head, then pressed the button on the side to activate it. But nothing happened.
POV looking at the Beta Capsule in hand
"Shit!" I muttered, realizing why. "It won't work. It can only be used once a day."
POV Paning Right and left of the horizon
I stowed the Beta Capsule and started to scan the ground around me. "There must be other artifacts scattered around here," I said.
I began to run along the perimeter of the castle foundation, still scanning the ground.
Quick POV looking at he friends
"Were any of you guys carrying artifacts? One that would give me the
ability to fly? Or levitate? Or teleport?"
POV gaze at Shoto as he answers
"No," answered Shoto. "I didn't have any artifacts." "My Sword of the Ba'Heer was an artifact," Aech said. "But it won't help you reach the gate."
"But my Chucks will," Art3mis said. "Your 'Chucks'?" I repeated.
POV tilts down to his feet.
"My shoes. Black Chuck Taylor All Stars. They bestow their wearer with both speed and flight."
POV sweeping the area
"Great! Perfect!" I said. "Now I just have to find them." I continued to run forward, eyes sweeping the ground. I found Aech's sword a minute later and added it to my inventory, but it took me another five minutes of searching before I found Art3mis's magic sneakers, near the south end of the crater. I put them on, and they adjusted to fit my avatar's feet perfectly.
POV looking toward Arty
"I'll get these back to you, Arty," I said, just as I finished lacing them up. "Promise."
"You better," she said. "They were my favorites."
POV looking up to the gate again and tilting up and down peeping for a jump.
I took three running steps, leapt into the air, and then I was flying. I swooped up and around, then turned back toward the gate, aiming straight for it. But at the last moment, I banked to the right, then arced back around. I stopped to hover in front of the open gate. The crystal doorway hung in the air directly ahead, just a few yards away.
Cut
Flashback memory images of the opening Twilight Zone scene from the original TV series.
It reminded me of the floating door in the opening credits of the original Twilight Zone. "
The next step to this would be to story board it to show the director.
As far as turning a scene into a movie.
The best idea for something like this is to storyboard it. This is what directors use to get an idea of camera movement.
But this will be Virtual Reality?
"Write a script for that incident or sequence for inclusion in a virtual reality adaptation of the novel. In writing your short script remember the nature of virtual reality as a medium. Among the guidelines for writing for this medium consider that there is no frame, the entire field of vision including what is "not seen" must be filled, cuts and other abrupt transitions do not work, close-ups are overpowering and not generally used. How will you transition into and out of your scene in a way that will work in virtual reality?
Well here is the scene:
"As I approached the object in the distance, it became gradually clearer. It was the Beta Capsule, floating just a few centimeters above the ground, spinning clockwise. The Cataclyst had destroyed everything in the sector that could be destroyed, but artifacts were indestructible. Just like the gate.
"It's the Beta Capsule!" Shoto shouted. "It must have been thrown over here by the force of the blast. You can use it to become Ultraman and fly up to the gate!"
I nodded, raised the capsule over my head, then pressed the button on the side to activate it. But nothing happened. "Shit!" I muttered, realizing why. "It won't work. It can only be used once a day." I stowed the Beta Capsule and started to scan the ground around me. "There must be other artifacts scattered around here," I said.
I began to run along the perimeter of the castle foundation, still scanning the ground. "Were any of you guys carrying artifacts? One that would give me the
ability to fly? Or levitate? Or teleport?"
ability to fly? Or levitate? Or teleport?"
"No," answered Shoto. "I didn't have any artifacts." "My Sword of the Ba'Heer was an artifact," Aech said. "But it won't help you reach the gate."
"But my Chucks will," Art3mis said. "Your 'Chucks'?" I repeated. "My shoes. Black Chuck Taylor All Stars. They bestow their wearer with both speed and flight."
"Great! Perfect!" I said. "Now I just have to find them." I continued to run forward, eyes sweeping the ground. I found Aech's sword a minute later and added it to my inventory, but it took me another five minutes of searching before I found Art3mis's magic sneakers, near the south end of the crater. I put them on, and they adjusted to fit my avatar's feet perfectly. "I'll get these back to you, Arty," I said, just as I finished lacing them up. "Promise."
"You better," she said. "They were my favorites." I took three running steps, leapt into the air, and then I was flying. I swooped up and around, then turned back toward the gate, aiming straight for it. But at the last moment, I banked to the right, then arced back around. I stopped to hover in front of the open gate. The crystal doorway hung in the air directly ahead, just a few yards away. It reminded me of the floating door in the opening credits of the original Twilight Zone. "
Camera Breakdown of scene:
Camera Movement: POV
"As I approached the object in the distance, it became gradually clearer. It was the Beta Capsule, floating just a few centimeters above the ground, spinning clockwise.
Camera POV pans Left and Right
The Cataclyst had destroyed everything in the sector that could be destroyed, but artifacts were indestructible.
Cut
Flashbach scene sequence of the Gate in detail
Just like the gate.
Cut
POV Paning to Shoto as he shouts
"It's the Beta Capsule!" Shoto shouted. "It must have been thrown over here by the force of the blast. You can use it to become Ultraman and fly up to the gate!"
POV looking up to the Gate then to the Beta Capsule then back to the gate.
I nodded, raised the capsule over my head, then pressed the button on the side to activate it. But nothing happened.
POV looking at the Beta Capsule in hand
"Shit!" I muttered, realizing why. "It won't work. It can only be used once a day."
POV Paning Right and left of the horizon
I stowed the Beta Capsule and started to scan the ground around me. "There must be other artifacts scattered around here," I said.
I began to run along the perimeter of the castle foundation, still scanning the ground.
Quick POV looking at he friends
"Were any of you guys carrying artifacts? One that would give me the
ability to fly? Or levitate? Or teleport?"
POV gaze at Shoto as he answers
"No," answered Shoto. "I didn't have any artifacts." "My Sword of the Ba'Heer was an artifact," Aech said. "But it won't help you reach the gate."
"But my Chucks will," Art3mis said. "Your 'Chucks'?" I repeated.
POV tilts down to his feet.
"My shoes. Black Chuck Taylor All Stars. They bestow their wearer with both speed and flight."
POV sweeping the area
"Great! Perfect!" I said. "Now I just have to find them." I continued to run forward, eyes sweeping the ground. I found Aech's sword a minute later and added it to my inventory, but it took me another five minutes of searching before I found Art3mis's magic sneakers, near the south end of the crater. I put them on, and they adjusted to fit my avatar's feet perfectly.
POV looking toward Arty
"I'll get these back to you, Arty," I said, just as I finished lacing them up. "Promise."
"You better," she said. "They were my favorites."
POV looking up to the gate again and tilting up and down peeping for a jump.
I took three running steps, leapt into the air, and then I was flying. I swooped up and around, then turned back toward the gate, aiming straight for it. But at the last moment, I banked to the right, then arced back around. I stopped to hover in front of the open gate. The crystal doorway hung in the air directly ahead, just a few yards away.
Cut
Flashback memory images of the opening Twilight Zone scene from the original TV series.
It reminded me of the floating door in the opening credits of the original Twilight Zone. "
The next step to this would be to story board it to show the director.
Sunday, February 28, 2016
Hamlet
I decided to watch Hamlet. My wife who has actually read the story warned me about it. As it is written in old english. My first question is, was this the way they spoke back then or is it poetry for their time?
I watched the Mel Gibson 1990 movie. I love the old Mel Gibson action movies so I figured he could get me through it.
It left me waiting for the young Mel Gibson to beat the crap out of somebody. It reminded me that the stories told then where just that, stories. They weren't movies filed with the fluff of special effects and fast pace of today.
Hamlet also has many phrases that echo even today in movies, stories, and quotes that one might say from time to time.
It takes some time to try to decipher the language. That in it in itself takes some concentration. It was impressive to see how the story unfolded without the crazy pace of todays stories. I can see it retold again and again timeless. I can see why it is timeless. Loss of family, grieving of the loss, the search for the cause, denial, anger, revenge, love, betrayal, an affair, and murder.
Toward the beginning of the last quarter of the story is the only time people start to die. This is normal for a climax placement in a story.
The King which is the prior Kings brother who killed him. Turns Hamlets brother against Hamlet
The final scenes are of Hamlets battle with his brother. They duel with swords.
The King poisons some wine meaning to give it to Hamlet. Hamlet does not except and Hamlets mother ends up drinking the poisoned drink.
Once she feels the effects of the poison she realizes it was from the drink which comes full circle to how the original king was killed. Hamlets brother coated his weapon with poison and cut Hamlets arm. Hamlet intern takes the same blade piercing his brothers chest. After his mother dies Hamlet kills the King forcing him to drink the poison and then Hamlet dies.
The whole blood line is lost.
Awesome ending...
Murder Death Kill!!!
In the movie we saw in class. Don't remember the name but it was a great alternative perspective to the play. A point of view from the perspective of two supporting actors in the play. It nice to approach the story. To make a person revisit the story.
I watched the Mel Gibson 1990 movie. I love the old Mel Gibson action movies so I figured he could get me through it.
It left me waiting for the young Mel Gibson to beat the crap out of somebody. It reminded me that the stories told then where just that, stories. They weren't movies filed with the fluff of special effects and fast pace of today.
Hamlet also has many phrases that echo even today in movies, stories, and quotes that one might say from time to time.
It takes some time to try to decipher the language. That in it in itself takes some concentration. It was impressive to see how the story unfolded without the crazy pace of todays stories. I can see it retold again and again timeless. I can see why it is timeless. Loss of family, grieving of the loss, the search for the cause, denial, anger, revenge, love, betrayal, an affair, and murder.
Toward the beginning of the last quarter of the story is the only time people start to die. This is normal for a climax placement in a story.
The King which is the prior Kings brother who killed him. Turns Hamlets brother against Hamlet
The final scenes are of Hamlets battle with his brother. They duel with swords.
The King poisons some wine meaning to give it to Hamlet. Hamlet does not except and Hamlets mother ends up drinking the poisoned drink.
Once she feels the effects of the poison she realizes it was from the drink which comes full circle to how the original king was killed. Hamlets brother coated his weapon with poison and cut Hamlets arm. Hamlet intern takes the same blade piercing his brothers chest. After his mother dies Hamlet kills the King forcing him to drink the poison and then Hamlet dies.
The whole blood line is lost.
Awesome ending...
Murder Death Kill!!!
In the movie we saw in class. Don't remember the name but it was a great alternative perspective to the play. A point of view from the perspective of two supporting actors in the play. It nice to approach the story. To make a person revisit the story.
Monday, February 22, 2016
In class writing about Stories
First Question.
How do I relate to these characters? Not sure if that was the question but...
The cultural aspect of these stories are reflected. Religion, wealth, poverty, art, and family.
All of them have there own perspective of what I see as the lower economic level or poor. Not saying it is a bad thing to be at this socioeconomic level but the reading give us an personal look as to the internal struggles within this class.
Beliefs of the stories. Guiding beliefs of the stories read.
The guiding beliefs or idea about the stories.
Umm... yeah.... The beliefs that I found in the story is that of hope. There is hope in the stories I read that a particular group of people strive for their goals and or hopes to live a better life even if they do not themselves think that their lives are bad. It is only the spoiled western reader that might perceive their reality as horrible and poor.
What are the strategies to convey the world of the short story?
The strategy used in DewBreaker, first story, is the family bond. Most of anyone who does have an intact family can connect to the love within a family. She uses the main character to breakdown and revile details about the father in the story. Interesting because they are in Florida for the daughter to sell a sculpture. But the story is not about that at all. It's about the how much the character loves her father who is missing in the first half of the story but shows up later.
I can relate because I too have a daughter and son that I would do anything for.
How are the characters connected to the world of the story?
Theu are the products of their environment. "Dew Breaker" and "Hitting Buddapest" is about a group or couple of people out of their element or their world. They are aliens within a different environment struggling to understand it and survive.
How do I relate to these characters? Not sure if that was the question but...
The cultural aspect of these stories are reflected. Religion, wealth, poverty, art, and family.
All of them have there own perspective of what I see as the lower economic level or poor. Not saying it is a bad thing to be at this socioeconomic level but the reading give us an personal look as to the internal struggles within this class.
Beliefs of the stories. Guiding beliefs of the stories read.
The guiding beliefs or idea about the stories.
Umm... yeah.... The beliefs that I found in the story is that of hope. There is hope in the stories I read that a particular group of people strive for their goals and or hopes to live a better life even if they do not themselves think that their lives are bad. It is only the spoiled western reader that might perceive their reality as horrible and poor.
What are the strategies to convey the world of the short story?
The strategy used in DewBreaker, first story, is the family bond. Most of anyone who does have an intact family can connect to the love within a family. She uses the main character to breakdown and revile details about the father in the story. Interesting because they are in Florida for the daughter to sell a sculpture. But the story is not about that at all. It's about the how much the character loves her father who is missing in the first half of the story but shows up later.
I can relate because I too have a daughter and son that I would do anything for.
How are the characters connected to the world of the story?
Theu are the products of their environment. "Dew Breaker" and "Hitting Buddapest" is about a group or couple of people out of their element or their world. They are aliens within a different environment struggling to understand it and survive.
Sunday, February 21, 2016
Hitting Budapest
So, some confusion reading this one. I start skimming this one and the character refers to another as "Bastard" which I am just thinking is a man who she dislikes.
She is Pregnant and then starts to talk to this character about it but then he asks her kid questions like how the baby got into her belly. So this confused me...
The discussion of whether it is a boy or girl reveals the old school thinking behind pregnancy. "The first one is supposed to be a boy." and that boys kick and hit in the whom where as a girl does not.
The names in this just confuses the junk out of me especially when I am multitasking when reading this... I have a family you know.
The character dreams of a big house in Budapest which tells me that they are not well off.
They meet up with a thin woman that is probably a tourist. Stuffing her mouth with food with a camera in hand. The other characters are unfamiliar with what it is so they are ignorant to the technology.
The thin lady throws what is left over of her food away which shocks the other characters as they have never seen anyone throw food away before.
It is finally reviled that the main character is 33 yrs old and the others are a bunch of kids. Bastard is eleven. So now it all makes sense.
...
Details about pooping.... OK these people are dirt poor. They go outside to squat.
End notes: It's a story about people who live a simple life. Although they are poor or seem poor, they are used to it. Not saying that it's not a bad thing but when you live without, without knowing that there is so much more you don't notice. The only thing that is concerning is food water and shelter. Everything else is fluff.
She is Pregnant and then starts to talk to this character about it but then he asks her kid questions like how the baby got into her belly. So this confused me...
The discussion of whether it is a boy or girl reveals the old school thinking behind pregnancy. "The first one is supposed to be a boy." and that boys kick and hit in the whom where as a girl does not.
The names in this just confuses the junk out of me especially when I am multitasking when reading this... I have a family you know.
The character dreams of a big house in Budapest which tells me that they are not well off.
They meet up with a thin woman that is probably a tourist. Stuffing her mouth with food with a camera in hand. The other characters are unfamiliar with what it is so they are ignorant to the technology.
The thin lady throws what is left over of her food away which shocks the other characters as they have never seen anyone throw food away before.
It is finally reviled that the main character is 33 yrs old and the others are a bunch of kids. Bastard is eleven. So now it all makes sense.
...
Details about pooping.... OK these people are dirt poor. They go outside to squat.
End notes: It's a story about people who live a simple life. Although they are poor or seem poor, they are used to it. Not saying that it's not a bad thing but when you live without, without knowing that there is so much more you don't notice. The only thing that is concerning is food water and shelter. Everything else is fluff.
Reflections on recent materials
In class we brought up all the stories recently read and they all have a common theme. Women's rights. In the time that all these stories were written women's rights was a huge issue. It still is an issue today but the people that wrote these stories were ground breakers. They helped pave the path for the women today. They paved the path for my wife and my daughter. My wife helped me realize that.
I really do complain when reading these assignments. To the point that I will try to find them all in audiobook form. Now that my wife has reminded me that this literature effects my daughter I now have a different mindset when reading.
So.. on to the next story.
I really do complain when reading these assignments. To the point that I will try to find them all in audiobook form. Now that my wife has reminded me that this literature effects my daughter I now have a different mindset when reading.
So.. on to the next story.
Sunday, February 14, 2016
"The Story of an Hour" Kate Chopin
Hmmm.
The story of a frail old woman with a heart problem who's family is concerned. Concerned because her husband has been killed in an accident. The family are afraid to deliver the news in fear that it will kill her. They do tell her ultimately and she then goes to her room. There she goes through the stages of depression and grief while staring out her bedroom window. She is sad and grieving, then she feels empty, then she feels acceptance, then the happy positive possibilities of the future.
This is an old story about an old woman in a society that is run by men. Her life with her husband although not bad is now free from any and all control. So she realizes that she is now "Free" She now doesn't have to appease him anymore.
When she leaves the room with her sister happy feeling independent and strong looking forward to her new future without her husband.
As she comes down the stair case her husband turns up at the front door perfectly fine and was not involved in the thought accident.
The woman sees him and has a heart attack and dies.
Does she die from the happiness brought by her husband alive or by the sadness that she will never be able to live out the fantasy she conjured up of her new independent life?
???
I think the latter.
The story of a frail old woman with a heart problem who's family is concerned. Concerned because her husband has been killed in an accident. The family are afraid to deliver the news in fear that it will kill her. They do tell her ultimately and she then goes to her room. There she goes through the stages of depression and grief while staring out her bedroom window. She is sad and grieving, then she feels empty, then she feels acceptance, then the happy positive possibilities of the future.
This is an old story about an old woman in a society that is run by men. Her life with her husband although not bad is now free from any and all control. So she realizes that she is now "Free" She now doesn't have to appease him anymore.
When she leaves the room with her sister happy feeling independent and strong looking forward to her new future without her husband.
As she comes down the stair case her husband turns up at the front door perfectly fine and was not involved in the thought accident.
The woman sees him and has a heart attack and dies.
Does she die from the happiness brought by her husband alive or by the sadness that she will never be able to live out the fantasy she conjured up of her new independent life?
???
I think the latter.
"A Good Man is Hard the Find" Flannery O'Conner
???
A Story about a Grandmother of yesterday. My grandmother may have had a mother or grandmother just like this one.
Place is Georgia. Time is probably the 50's or 60's. Racism is very apparent toward black people. The grandmother is a white woman from what I gather. She is not aware how bad she sounds when describing things. It was just her upbringing.
The dreaded road trip with grandma in the back seat. The cat naps, old time talk, and the unexplained diarrhea of the mouth.
Grandma convinces her family to take a detour to one off her old stomping grounds which she later realizes she was mistaken and they were in the wrong state from her memory. Traveling down the dirt road into what seemed to be know where they get into a car crash roll over and everyone survives.
A man stops to "aid" them. Turns out he is a character from the grandmothers past.???
To be honest.. I don't know what happened.
A Bobby Lee entered the picture at sometime and now I am thinking it was all planned by the family.
Not sure..
The Misfit is the man she might have had a past with and he ultimately kills the old woman.
Bobby Lee is happy she is dead and... the end.
The writing could be clearer about the characters presented. I don't know who Bobby Lee is?
???
Grandmas dead anyway.
A Story about a Grandmother of yesterday. My grandmother may have had a mother or grandmother just like this one.
Place is Georgia. Time is probably the 50's or 60's. Racism is very apparent toward black people. The grandmother is a white woman from what I gather. She is not aware how bad she sounds when describing things. It was just her upbringing.
The dreaded road trip with grandma in the back seat. The cat naps, old time talk, and the unexplained diarrhea of the mouth.
Grandma convinces her family to take a detour to one off her old stomping grounds which she later realizes she was mistaken and they were in the wrong state from her memory. Traveling down the dirt road into what seemed to be know where they get into a car crash roll over and everyone survives.
A man stops to "aid" them. Turns out he is a character from the grandmothers past.???
To be honest.. I don't know what happened.
A Bobby Lee entered the picture at sometime and now I am thinking it was all planned by the family.
Not sure..
The Misfit is the man she might have had a past with and he ultimately kills the old woman.
Bobby Lee is happy she is dead and... the end.
The writing could be clearer about the characters presented. I don't know who Bobby Lee is?
???
Grandmas dead anyway.
"Where Are You Going Where Have You Been" Joyce Carol Oates
Bad GIRL! A tease.
I hope my daughter doesn't turn out like the main character in this.
I am pretty sure she won't. Why? Because my daughter has me.
This girl doesn't seem to have a father. Her name is Connie.
Her rebellion personality , I believe, is the manifestation of the dull and damning lifestyle of her mother. Her mother hates that Connie is good looking and catches the eye of the boys. Connie is upset that her sister who is not a looker is treated better. At least in her eyes. It sounds like there is no father figure in the picture. The lack of a father figure forces her to find attention from the boys. This makes her an easy target that teenage boy hope for.
She is a daydreamer that dreams about boys, fun, and parties all the time.
She has a double life. In her mothers company she looks, acts and dresses one way. When she is out with her friends she looks, acts and dresses another way. I understand that this is normal for a teenage girl to do. I still do believe that the story would change greatly if there was a loving father figure in the picture.
The story goes on to describe an encounter she has with a new young boy she meets. An encounter that doesn't go as planned.
It's the same story told again and again about girls who are careless and free with the boys. They eventually land one that turns them into the typical white trash lifestyle living int a trailer with a bunch of dirty kids running around with a PittBull chained up in the front.
Story is not my kind of story....
I hope my daughter doesn't turn out like the main character in this.
I am pretty sure she won't. Why? Because my daughter has me.
This girl doesn't seem to have a father. Her name is Connie.
Her rebellion personality , I believe, is the manifestation of the dull and damning lifestyle of her mother. Her mother hates that Connie is good looking and catches the eye of the boys. Connie is upset that her sister who is not a looker is treated better. At least in her eyes. It sounds like there is no father figure in the picture. The lack of a father figure forces her to find attention from the boys. This makes her an easy target that teenage boy hope for.
She is a daydreamer that dreams about boys, fun, and parties all the time.
She has a double life. In her mothers company she looks, acts and dresses one way. When she is out with her friends she looks, acts and dresses another way. I understand that this is normal for a teenage girl to do. I still do believe that the story would change greatly if there was a loving father figure in the picture.
The story goes on to describe an encounter she has with a new young boy she meets. An encounter that doesn't go as planned.
It's the same story told again and again about girls who are careless and free with the boys. They eventually land one that turns them into the typical white trash lifestyle living int a trailer with a bunch of dirty kids running around with a PittBull chained up in the front.
Story is not my kind of story....
Sunday, February 7, 2016
The Grand Budapest Hotel
I haven't seen the movie in a while.
It's not on Netflix Instant stream so I am going from memory.
The connection I can see between Stefan Zweig and the Movie is that the movie takes place in the time frame of Zweig's stories and they all hit on Love, Loss, and Death.
The movie was entertaining and kept me following because of the dark comedy and striking visuals.
Zweig's writings, not so much.
I really liked the prison characters. The shirtless old guy with twitchy muscles was a great character that stuck with me....
...so yeah...
Sorry, not much more for me to write about on this literature besides I didn't really like it due to the subject matter. I do not like close to reality stories. I guess this is because the life I have lived has been filled with traumatic real stories that I chose not to relive. If I have a choice in reading and watching I chose fantasy. It's better for my Psyche. Otherwise I find myself rehashing old traumatic memories.
My Past: Combat Search and Rescue and Firefighter Paramedic
This is why I choose fantasy.
It's not on Netflix Instant stream so I am going from memory.
The connection I can see between Stefan Zweig and the Movie is that the movie takes place in the time frame of Zweig's stories and they all hit on Love, Loss, and Death.
The movie was entertaining and kept me following because of the dark comedy and striking visuals.
Zweig's writings, not so much.
I really liked the prison characters. The shirtless old guy with twitchy muscles was a great character that stuck with me....
...so yeah...
Sorry, not much more for me to write about on this literature besides I didn't really like it due to the subject matter. I do not like close to reality stories. I guess this is because the life I have lived has been filled with traumatic real stories that I chose not to relive. If I have a choice in reading and watching I chose fantasy. It's better for my Psyche. Otherwise I find myself rehashing old traumatic memories.
My Past: Combat Search and Rescue and Firefighter Paramedic
This is why I choose fantasy.
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