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Laughing Shadows Script
Whilst working on other design work I figured id upload this draft of my script. It still needs some work doing to it.
Laughing Shadows Script Draft
INT. BEDROOM
We’re at the base of a large wooden bed, looking up at the
long wooden beams of the ceiling. A foot slip’s out from underneath the sheets,
towards the camera. A young girl, sleeping peacefully in her bed, twists and
turns under the covers.
The narrators voice slowly comes into the scene
NARRATOR
I was never afraid of the dark as a child. Monsters in the shadows,
creatures under my bed. It was all fantasy…
A shadow slips past the camera, low sounding laughs echo around
the room. Bleary eyed, the young girl
sits up in her bed. Confusion on her face as she scans the room contemplating
what she heard.
The room stays silent, slowly slipping back into bed the
girl falls back into a deep sleep.
NARRATOR
That night changed the way I saw the dark for many years.
Another laugh comes out of the darkness, more shadows flit
past the camera. Around the room shadows begin to move in the corners, spinning
and dancing around the walls. The laughing gets higher and higher.
The girl jumps up in her bed, wide awake now, eyes darting
from one side of the room to the other. We get a first person perspective of
the room, illuminated by a small nightlight in the corner. Nothing is seen at
first. Then the shadows start to move, dancing along the walls, the laughing
getting higher and louder.
NARRATOR
The shadows started off slow at first, circling me, their large grins
and sharp eyes piercing through me.
The shadows stop, eyes begin to appear in their soft black
forms, large open and close, taunting the girl, as they stare. No longer
moving, just staring. The young girl pulls the covers up to her chest, hiding
herself from the creatures surrounding her. She closes her eyes. The laughing
stops once again.
NARRATOR
The shadows taunted me, as I hid behind my sheet the laughing came to a
stop
Slowly opening her eyes, the girl slowly looks around the
room. Seeing nothing and hearing nothing. She lightly steps out of bed and
walks to the middle of the room, blanket in hand. Concealing herself as much as
possible. Standing in the centre of the bedroom she slowly spins. Holding up
the nightlight she investigates the dark corners of the room.
She backs off into the middle of the room once again,
shadows crept from behind the furniture. The room begins grow and morph with
the darkness. Becoming large, unfamiliar shapes. The young girl hides
underneath her blanket. Watching the shadows dance around her through the thin
layer of sheet. They begin to play with the sheet, pulling and pushing it
around as the young girl wraps herself tighter and tighter under it.
The laughter getting louder and louder, the shadows continue
to spin and move around the room.
EXT. BEDROOM WINDOW
Tree branches slowly batter the window, dull shapes can be
seen moving through the fogged glass, illuminated by the faint glow of the
nightlight.
NARRATOR
I was never afraid of the dark. Not until that night.
INT.BEDROOM
Under the sheets the young girl sits, eyes closed, faced
wrought with terror. Tears being to stream down her face. The shadows
continuing to circle her. In a panic she jumps up and runs for the bed, now
twisted and dark. Clambering up the sheets, she buries herself underneath. Hiding
away from the shadows.
From above we see the shadows circle the small shape hidden
beneath the covers, getting closer and closer. The laughing getting even
stronger and louder.
A bright light illuminates the room; the girl slips out from
under the covers to see a room, completely silent and ordinary. With a look of
relief and confusion on her face, the girl leaps out of bed and leaves the
room. Shutting the door behind her.
NARRATOR
I was never afraid of the dark.
The room settles into the darkness, shadows once again
emerge. Their smiles fill the room as the camera cuts to black.
END.
Wednesday 12 October 2016
Laughing Shadows First Hand Account
After discussing with Alan in my first Tutorial, it was
suggested that I look for a poem to help solidify my story idea and give me
something to work with, he also suggested that I email Phil and see if he could
recommend and poems that could be of use.
Phil’s reply to this was that maybe I should ask my sister
about her experience that night and use that instead. A first-hand account of
the event and maybe get her to narrate it after I have written it into something
more useful for an animation. So here is my sisters rough account of the night
and what she can remember.
“Before this experience
I was never afraid of the dark. That was something my brother was coping with
at the time, constantly waking me up, terrified of things moving around the
room which I always knew were just shadows from the lamp post outside.
This event took place
when I was around 7 years old. After being put to bed and falling asleep, I
woke up to what I heard to be really faint laughter. Looking around the room I
noticed all of the shadows in our room had begun to smile or grin, staring at
me as they moved with the light around the shelves and wardrobe. The laughter
began to get louder and louder, somehow to waking my brother who was an incredibly
light sleeper at the time.
Shadows got louder and
louder, moving around the room until I couldn’t handle it anymore and burst
into tears and began screaming at them to go away, causing my parents to come running
into the room, trying to calm me down. I didn’t sleep for the rest of the
night, or a few nights after that. Since that day I have always had a slight
fear of shadows and the dark, even when my brother grew out of his fear. Although
I can safely say I have never encountered the shadows since this event. Lewis
has seen things since this time but none where ever as bad as that night”.
My next step will be to turn this account into an actual
story and try and convince my sister to narrate it for my final piece, if not
ill find a V/A to do it for me. I love this story as it has always stuck with
me and I think that it will work really well with what I am trying to convey.
Shadows Board
A quick influence for different shadows and styles that I would like to look at for my animation. Completed while waiting for my sister to write up a small account of her experience that I would like to use.
Friday 30 September 2016
Minor/Major Project Slight Dump
Over the past week, I have mainly been focusing on getting
my dissertation sorted and ready to go, however I have also been throwing some
ideas around for my minor/major project. These are my initial Ideas and
thoughts on what I want to do, along with some reference links and study
pieces. There is not too much to go on at the moment as I am still refining ideas.
Minor/Major Project Ideas
Initial Notes
After the slight failure of my final first year project I
really wanted to create an animation that nails a creepy, horror aesthetic.
Originally I had an idea of conveying a child’s fear of the dark and how things
are seen differently at a young age. The story would focus on how the room
around the character warps and changes into a more menacing environment.
After doing some research around this topic I remembered a
story from when I was very young. My sister woke up screaming in the night as
apparently the shadows in our room where laughing at her. With my fear of the
dark at that age it was an incredibly terrifying moment that I now feel could
become a fairly interesting animation to create.
I started by creating a quick mood board to try and show
what types of environments and characters that I wanted to use as sources or
inspiration for my animation.
The character's shown in this image are from a fairly new game called Little Nightmares, a game which looks like something Tim Burton would create if he was a video game designer. I love the style and point of view of the child, where everything is much larger then yourself.
After completing this I went and started working on a style
for my Sisters character. This is still and ongoing thing and at the moment I
am not too happy with what I have created. The weekend will be nailing down my
style and working on a script, after having a chat with Alan on Friday.
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