Ok, script's been rewritten for the silent film treatment, so it's just a vague description of each shot and the title cards the will feature dialogue during the film.
"They wear the Red and Green" by Paul Mason.
Ext. Redfern: Corner of Chamers and Phillips street- vague 1930’s depression era. early afternoon
A small ant crawls down a pile of sand on a small patch of grass. A small shadow appears over the sand mound and grows until a football is seen and perched on top. A small rabbit in a red and green striped jersey stands over the ball, staring intently. He takes a few steps back, run forward, and kicks the ball towards his friends, who stand at the other side of the spacious front property.
The property is unique in the street. Cold, drab looking terrace houses squash together one by one down the street and halt at the fence line of the property where the small rabbits play. The property is grassy and slops up towards a small hill in the centre where a modest single level house sits.
On the veranda of the house, Raymond, a stocky, middle-aged rabbit looks out over his property, Redfern oval and the city in the background. The children wave as they play and he smiles contently.
TITLE CARD – “They wear the Red and Green”
A Buick slowly drives down the street and slows out the front of the spacious property. The occupant shrouded in shadow peers thru a slightly open window, staring out towards the house.
RAYMOND hammers at the floorboards of the veranda, making repairs.
TITLE CARD –NORTON: “Oy! Rabbit! How much for your land?”
RAYMOND is startled and looks over his shoulder to find a rather tall, well built, well dressed rooster standing on his front lawn.
NORTON points at RAYMOND’S house and with two sweeping hands gestures at the ground as if to say “how much?” RAYMOND shakes his head and politely waves his hand “No”.
NORTON waves his hand towards his terrace houses, proudly boasting and puffing out his chest.
TITLE CARD-NORTON: “I own all the property in this street-“
NORTON then leans in towards RAYMOND, pointing at his chest.
TITLE CARD-NORTON: “...except yours.”
RAYMOND again politely waves his arms and shakes his head.
TITLE CARD-RAYMOND: “Sorry Mate, It’s not for sale”
RAYMOND turns around and goes back to repairing the front porch. As RAYMOND hammers away, NORTON reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a small stack of casino chips, which he proceeds to mindlessly fiddle and shuffle like playing cards in his feathery hand.
Arrogantly, rather than leaving, NORTON stirs RAYMOND while he makes repairs.
TITLE CARD-NORTON: “I wouldn’t bother rabbit; I’m knocking it down when I acquire your property.”
RAYMOND turns around and gestures towards his house, then points to the oval, points to his kids, trying to explain to NORTON that he loves his house and doesn’t want to move.
TITLE CARD-RAYMOND: “Why would I leave when my family and I are happy?”
NORTON glares at RAYMOND, then suddenly drops his casino chips on the ground, grabs RAYMOND’s collar and pulls him in close.
NORTON waves RAYMOND around, pointing at his chest as he angrily and menacingly explains to RAYMOND that he wants the land to make money.
TITLE CARD-NORTON: “I’ll make a fortune from your land Rabbit!”
Suddenly, NORTON is startled and turns around.
TITLE CARD-BIG RABBIT: “Hey Rooster! You gotta problem?!”
NORTON sees RAYMOND’s neighbors have arrived looking quite angry at NORTON’s threats towards RAYMOND. Several large Rabbits stand at the front wearing Football Jerseys, obviously from the local team.
NORTON reluctantly releases RAYOMND, who is happy his mates have come to his aid. He gives the thumbs up to the Rabbits and looks up at NORTON and smiles.
NORTON isn’t happy, but then he points towards the Rabbits and then at himself.
TITLE CARD-NORTON: “Your mates...My Tenants”
NORTON smiles a wicked smile. He pulls a rolled piece of paper from his jacket and points to it.
TITLE CARD-NORTON: “Sign over the deed or I kick them all out!”
The Rabbits are shocked. RAYMOND explodes and starts getting angry at NORTON. NORTON leans in and threatens RAYMOND again, this time with the deed, thrusting it in his face.
RAYMOND stops. He looks back sadly at the Rabbits, who are somber. RAYMOND looks down at his feet sadly. He notices on the ground the casino chips that NORTON dropped earlier and smiles as he gets an idea.
RAYMOND points at NORTON and smiles.
TITLE CARD-RAYMOND: “How ‘bout we make a Bet?”
NORTON looks at RAYMOND intrigued. RAYMOND points at his fists, throws a few punches in a boxing pose and then points towards the Rabbitohs.
TITLE CARD-RAYMOND: “Pick any bloke to fight-You win, you get my land…”
NORTON listens intently. RAYMOND narrows his eyes.
TITLE CARD-RAYMOND: “You lose, you get out of Redfern.”
RAYMOND extends his hand. NORTON eyes it off, then extends his feathery hand and shakes RAYMOND.
TITLE CARD: “Deal!”
RAYMOND smiles.
NORTON looks over at the group of Rabbitohs. All large Rabbits face him, sizing him up. As he glances over, he realizes amongst the group there is a SMALL RABBIT, and promptly chooses him.
RAYMOND slides in between the SMALL RABBIT and NORTON, waving his hands and shaking his head “No”. NORTON crosses his arms and points at the SMALL RABBIT again.
TITLE CARD- NORTON: “It’s him or the Bet’s off!”
RAYMOND sighs and agrees, with NORTON moving straight in to “rough up” the SMALL RABBIT. RAYMOND puts a hand to NORTON’s chest, stopping him from starting the fight. He points with his thumb towards the bushes beside his house.
TITLE CARD-RAYMOND: “Better go over there fellas- There’s kids about...”
NORTON and the SMALL RABBIT walk behind the bushes. RAYMOND slyly smiles, knowing what is about to happen. For a moment, the bushes are still. Then suddenly, the bushes shake and dust, feathers and stars fill the yard. NORTON flies out from behind the bushes and flops to the ground desperate to escape, but is dragged back in, clawing at the dirt.
The Rabbitohs burst into fits of laughter, and RAYMOND receives handshakes and pats on the back for suckering NORTON.
TITLE CARD: “I guess that Rooster was a Chicken after all!”
RAYMOND smiles. He has outsmarted the Rooster and has kept his land. Raymond’s son runs in and hugs him as the Neighbors laugh and cheer.
TITLE CARD: It’s not the size of the Rabbit in the fight; it’s the size of the fight in the Rabbit.
The SMALL RABBIT stands on the Rooster triumphant, and smiling.
RAYMOND touches his nose.
THE END
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Chaplin stills for colour/lighting research
Been doing some research into Chaplin films. Watched "City Lights" and "The Circus" which I thought was hilarious and surprisingly one of the funniest films I've seen in a long time.
Anyways, pictures of lighting/colour ideas.etc. And note the make-up highlighting the facial features for his great expression acting.Kinda like the eyebrow designs I threw in which I tried to adapt from "BAtman:TAS" with the Joker's expressions. Even in the "Justice League" series, I felt his expressions were animated quite effectively.
Monday, June 2, 2008
Animatic changes and stuff
Plain Sepia Title card.
Card with Charlie chaplin-ish cloudy haze
Grainy Look
Just briefly as I dont have much time:
Changing the film to a silent film, playing with colours for film....black and white/sepia? Needs more thought and a cleaner panel to play with, and designs for silent cards for some text that will need to be explained in the film. Many thanks to Kevin Geiger for his suggestions to the film, I'll have an animatic on Youtube asap.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
3rd draft script: "They wear the Red and Green"
New draft. Slight changes in a few lines of dialogue. Notable change is cutting the inclusion of Raymond's son at the end as I felt he has no significance in the story apart from someone who raymond cares for and loves. Plus the end is summarised by a narrator with a storyboard panel that bookend's with the storyboard that features in the beginning....doesnt make sense until I have all completed storybaords scanned by the end of the week.
EXT. REDFERN: CORNER OF CHAMERS AND PHILLIPS STREET- VAGUE 1930’S DEPRESSION ERA. EARLY AFTERNOON
A small ant crawls down a pile of sand on a small patch of grass. A small shadow appears over the sand mound and grows until a football is seen and perched on top. A small rabbit in a red and green striped jersey stands over the ball, staring intently. He takes a few steps back, run forward, and kicks the ball towards his friends, who stand at the other side of the spacious front property.
The property is unique in the street. Cold, drab looking terrace houses squash together one by one down the street and halt at the fence line of the property where the small rabbits play. The property is grassy and slops up towards a small hill in the centre where a modest single level house sits.
A Buick slowly drives down the street and slows out the front of the spacious property. The occupant shrouded in shadow peers thru a slightly open window, staring out towards the house.
EXT. REDFERN: CORNER OF CHAMERS AND PHILLIPS STREET- VAGUE 1930’S DEPRESSION ERA. RAYMOND’S FRONT YARD. EARLY AFTERNOON
On the veranda of the house, Raymond, a stocky, middle-aged rabbit repairs a few broken floor boards. He pauses from his work, smiles as he watches the kids play, and then continues hammering.
NORTON (OS)
You there! Rabbit! How much for your land?
RAYMOND looks up to find a rather tall, well built, well dressed rooster standing at the foot of the veranda.
RAYMOND
I’m Sorry?
NORTON
(Impatiently)
How-much -for-your-land?
RAYMOND
My land isn’t for sale, mate.
NORTON
Yes, I know. But you see, rabbit, I own all the property in this street, except yours... So now I’m here to buy it.
RAYMOND
Yeah, well, it’s not for sale mate. Sorry…
RAYMOND goes back to repairing the front porch. As RAYMOND hammers away, NORTON reaches into his coat pocket and plus out a small stack of casino chips, which he proceeds to mindlessly fiddle with in his feathery hand.
NORTON
I wouldn’t bother with that rabbit; it’s due for demolition after I acquire your property.
RAYMOND
Well mate, I’d hate to spoil your plans but I grew up here, I’ve raised my family here, my kids play here with the neighbor’s kids, and we have the best view of Redfern oval a footy fan could want...
NORTON
Listen Rabbit!...
NORTON drops his casino chips on the ground, grabs RAYMOND’s collar and pulls him in close.
...Your land is worth a lot of money to me. I knock your dump down, level the land and 6 Terraces go in. You either sign that lease or...
BIG RABBIT (O.S)
Oy! You got a problem Rooster?!
NORTON looks up to find RAYMOND’s neighbors have arrived looking quite concerned at NORTON’s threats towards RAYMOND. Several large Rabbits stand at the front wearing Football Jerseys, obviously from the local team.
NORTON
You’re everywhere aren’t you? Just like vermin.
RAYMOND
Nah mate, they’re called friends. You should try it; you might not be such a bastard.
NORTON
That’s right, and this bastard’s gonna throw your mates out of their houses.
RAYMOND
You can’t do that.
NORTON
(menacing but quiet)
Then sign over your deed!
RAYMOND looks over at the small crowd of his neighbors, a sad look on his face. Looking down, he notices the small pile of Casino chips NORTON had previously dropped. RAYMOND slowly smiles.
RAYMOND
Tell you what...you can have my land for free if you want to make a bet...
NORTON
For free? What sort of bet?
RAYMOND
You’re a big rooster...do you box?
NORTON
I boxed for years rabbit. East Sydney Golden Gloves three years running.
RAYMOND
Ok then, you pick any one of those blokes over there in the Rabbitohs jersey; you win, I sign over my land and we’ll be out by tomorrow. You lose...I keep my land, these blokes and their families are guaranteed to keep their homes, and you get the hell off my property.
NORTON
Hmm...ok rabbit, It’s a bet.
NORTON looks over the rabbits in the crowd. From his point of view we see a number of rather large rabbits in football jerseys. He pauses and glances down at quite obviously the smallest rabbit there. He smiles.
NORTON
Him.
RAYMOND jumps in between the small rabbit and NORTON
RAYMOND
Nah mate, no deal, he’s...
NORTON
It’s him or the bet’s off.
RAYMOND
...alright, but you’d better go behind the bushes. I don’t want the kids to see this.
NORTON and the small Rabbit go behind the bushes. Suddenly, the fight breaks out; the sound of bottles breaking, trees rustling, punches and distressed rooster crows flood the street.
As feathers fly out from behind the bushes, the locals begin to laugh. Some of the neighbors shake RAYMOND’s hand; others pat him on the back.
The locals laugh and the sun begins to fade across the roofs of the Terrace Houses. White feather flutter into the wind.
VOICE OVER
And so the Rooster from Eastern Suburbs, trying to pick on the smallest of the bunnies, learnt a few lessons that day...that quality of life is worth more than quantity of assets...that true mates will always band together...that it’s not the size of the rabbit in the fight, but the size of the fight in the rabbit...and that foaming from the mouth and blood shot eyes are a sure sign of rabies.
END
EXT. REDFERN: CORNER OF CHAMERS AND PHILLIPS STREET- VAGUE 1930’S DEPRESSION ERA. EARLY AFTERNOON
A small ant crawls down a pile of sand on a small patch of grass. A small shadow appears over the sand mound and grows until a football is seen and perched on top. A small rabbit in a red and green striped jersey stands over the ball, staring intently. He takes a few steps back, run forward, and kicks the ball towards his friends, who stand at the other side of the spacious front property.
The property is unique in the street. Cold, drab looking terrace houses squash together one by one down the street and halt at the fence line of the property where the small rabbits play. The property is grassy and slops up towards a small hill in the centre where a modest single level house sits.
A Buick slowly drives down the street and slows out the front of the spacious property. The occupant shrouded in shadow peers thru a slightly open window, staring out towards the house.
EXT. REDFERN: CORNER OF CHAMERS AND PHILLIPS STREET- VAGUE 1930’S DEPRESSION ERA. RAYMOND’S FRONT YARD. EARLY AFTERNOON
On the veranda of the house, Raymond, a stocky, middle-aged rabbit repairs a few broken floor boards. He pauses from his work, smiles as he watches the kids play, and then continues hammering.
NORTON (OS)
You there! Rabbit! How much for your land?
RAYMOND looks up to find a rather tall, well built, well dressed rooster standing at the foot of the veranda.
RAYMOND
I’m Sorry?
NORTON
(Impatiently)
How-much -for-your-land?
RAYMOND
My land isn’t for sale, mate.
NORTON
Yes, I know. But you see, rabbit, I own all the property in this street, except yours... So now I’m here to buy it.
RAYMOND
Yeah, well, it’s not for sale mate. Sorry…
RAYMOND goes back to repairing the front porch. As RAYMOND hammers away, NORTON reaches into his coat pocket and plus out a small stack of casino chips, which he proceeds to mindlessly fiddle with in his feathery hand.
NORTON
I wouldn’t bother with that rabbit; it’s due for demolition after I acquire your property.
RAYMOND
Well mate, I’d hate to spoil your plans but I grew up here, I’ve raised my family here, my kids play here with the neighbor’s kids, and we have the best view of Redfern oval a footy fan could want...
NORTON
Listen Rabbit!...
NORTON drops his casino chips on the ground, grabs RAYMOND’s collar and pulls him in close.
...Your land is worth a lot of money to me. I knock your dump down, level the land and 6 Terraces go in. You either sign that lease or...
BIG RABBIT (O.S)
Oy! You got a problem Rooster?!
NORTON looks up to find RAYMOND’s neighbors have arrived looking quite concerned at NORTON’s threats towards RAYMOND. Several large Rabbits stand at the front wearing Football Jerseys, obviously from the local team.
NORTON
You’re everywhere aren’t you? Just like vermin.
RAYMOND
Nah mate, they’re called friends. You should try it; you might not be such a bastard.
NORTON
That’s right, and this bastard’s gonna throw your mates out of their houses.
RAYMOND
You can’t do that.
NORTON
(menacing but quiet)
Then sign over your deed!
RAYMOND looks over at the small crowd of his neighbors, a sad look on his face. Looking down, he notices the small pile of Casino chips NORTON had previously dropped. RAYMOND slowly smiles.
RAYMOND
Tell you what...you can have my land for free if you want to make a bet...
NORTON
For free? What sort of bet?
RAYMOND
You’re a big rooster...do you box?
NORTON
I boxed for years rabbit. East Sydney Golden Gloves three years running.
RAYMOND
Ok then, you pick any one of those blokes over there in the Rabbitohs jersey; you win, I sign over my land and we’ll be out by tomorrow. You lose...I keep my land, these blokes and their families are guaranteed to keep their homes, and you get the hell off my property.
NORTON
Hmm...ok rabbit, It’s a bet.
NORTON looks over the rabbits in the crowd. From his point of view we see a number of rather large rabbits in football jerseys. He pauses and glances down at quite obviously the smallest rabbit there. He smiles.
NORTON
Him.
RAYMOND jumps in between the small rabbit and NORTON
RAYMOND
Nah mate, no deal, he’s...
NORTON
It’s him or the bet’s off.
RAYMOND
...alright, but you’d better go behind the bushes. I don’t want the kids to see this.
NORTON and the small Rabbit go behind the bushes. Suddenly, the fight breaks out; the sound of bottles breaking, trees rustling, punches and distressed rooster crows flood the street.
As feathers fly out from behind the bushes, the locals begin to laugh. Some of the neighbors shake RAYMOND’s hand; others pat him on the back.
The locals laugh and the sun begins to fade across the roofs of the Terrace Houses. White feather flutter into the wind.
VOICE OVER
And so the Rooster from Eastern Suburbs, trying to pick on the smallest of the bunnies, learnt a few lessons that day...that quality of life is worth more than quantity of assets...that true mates will always band together...that it’s not the size of the rabbit in the fight, but the size of the fight in the rabbit...and that foaming from the mouth and blood shot eyes are a sure sign of rabies.
END
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Section 3 Storyboard roughs
Roughs for section 3- layouts. Thankfully, after the bulk of the story, I planned alot of angle re-uses.Houses-Redfern research
This is almost perfect to the street concept- apart from the other side of the street being Redfern Oval and bushes and the road being more 'open' in terms of space like the streets below. The street is to be flat instead of the slope.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Section 2- script-Storyboard work in progress
Storyboards for section 2 of the script- still dont have a title yet, but anyways, I press on with my boards and will also see how Amanda's boards are going.Wednesday, April 30, 2008
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