Omeleto is a great place to get inspired to make a movie.
I watched this tear jerker one today. Along with several others. Easy to start binging shorts.
Omeleto is also a place to Submit your work: http://omeleto.com/submit/
Omeleto is a great place to get inspired to make a movie.
I watched this tear jerker one today. Along with several others. Easy to start binging shorts.
Omeleto is also a place to Submit your work: http://omeleto.com/submit/
Listening to a youtube video interview with Glen Ger. Some of his comments:
Characters are moving until they run into something else moving.
Every character in the story thinks they are the main character. They all have something they have to accomplish. Others are getting in their way of accomplishing it. Obstacle can be external or internal. Another character or a fear of something for example.
Ask these questions about your story:
Keep asking why? If the obstacle is fear of something, why is the character afraid of that. Why do they do what do they do
He said you have to learn your process. What works best for you. He works in short burst. If he writes too long in one sitting, he may write over something that was good. So he has learned to take breaks. Find your own process, but do it in some way that it is written down,Get it out of you head and into the world.
The interview: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uL0atQFZzL8
Glen Ger in imdb: https://www.imdb.com/name/nm1020896/
Whether they tell it with a music keyboard, or a computer keyboard, a guitar, a voice, or pictures in motion. The writer tells the story to the director, the director to the actors, the actors to the director of photography, the director of photography to the editor, and the editor to the audience.
No expectations that you have to watch these, but if you can’t sleep some night, these might help, or hinder
it's not even midnight
i walked down empty streets
i couldn't even pretend you may be there
in a crowded placethere was no crowed
there was no place
but a closing pub
with patrons that stay too long
i pass empty buildings
a facade hiding fallen walls
i don't even have to wait for the light to cross
one stranger passes
asks for direction to a place i don't know
i am a stranger in my own town
i walk through the empty promenade at the hotel
the arcade is lit and full with the sounds of machines
but standing in the doorway, i pause
it is a liminal space
void of life
void of exit
with a robotic fortune teller greeting visitors
from his glass container
with knowing stare
judging
as i walk away
i begin to feel out of place
out of time
wondering why i stay here
but remembering
this feeling is not new
i eventually find it everywhere
once the anticipation of discovery wears off
and the streets become familiar reminders
that this is not home.
more photos at jimmylee.com/cabin