“I smile sweetly and pretend to sympathize with my friends who are always fighting with their mothers.......
I would give my left arm just to have my mother alive to fight with”
A story based on a girl who lost her mother, finds it hard to relate to her friends who ar always fighting with their mothers.
Young girl who run away from home.
A girl who finds out she’s adopted wants to find her biological mother as she grown up thinking her mother died.
A mute girl who would love to communicate.
Fighting Chances
A story about communication, see Jessica would literally give her left arm to have a chance to fight with her mother, so she sits their as they speak over each other and complain and all she can do is watch the moving lips and over powering expressions they pull. Managing to only to smile and pretend to be sympathetic towards them.
Jessica is fighting to have a chance to communicate with her mother let alone that she would love a chance to talk to anyone.
Dirt Money
This short film idea was inspired by a poem under the title Infidelity; the film portrays a happy couple the story is told through the prospective of coins that the female has been saving aside and the husband takes to make calls that he can’t make at home to his mistress. Wife collects all pennies from her house. One day the husband takes them to use in a phone box to call his love interest.
Mr Tambourine Man
Inspired by Bob Dylan’s lyrics of the song with the same title, the story follows a young gentleman who meets a broken down Tambourine man who is stuck in limbo, he follows Jack the main character and a strong friendship is built with the tambourine man playing him song and untimely becoming a large part of Jacks life this is until he meets a possible love prospect and Mr Tambourine is pushed aside and moving on to another prospect. Jack having perused his relationship fails and realises the importance of Mr Tambourine but can’t get him back and finds that he can’t sleep without him playing a song.
Friday, 23 April 2010
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