Monday, June 6, 2016

Screenplay: Under The Sun Chapter Three

"To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven."

Opposite POV, LONG on housefront, NARRATOR on steps, child playing, crouching in dirt, tree in corner of shot.

"A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;"

MEDIUM ON Child, focused on play on ground.

OVERHEAD ON Child playing marbles, the play field.  He shoots the rocks out until there is a shooter in the middle and one on the circle line, mimicking what modern science tells us to be a hydrogen atom.

"a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;"

The stone on the line is knocked out by the child, destroying the hydrogen atom by dispersing it's lone electron.

  "a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance;"

MEDIUM on Narrator tilling field behind a massive, slow moving ox.  The dusty soil, when turned is dark, appearing more fertile by his efforts.

  "a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;"

LONG ON Child wandering away towards brush, camera pov from house side, as if going out into the world alone, and as if searching, but in his inexperience, not even knowing what he is searching for.

"a time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;"

MEDIUM ANGLE on Narrator sitting on his steps, contemplative.

"a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;"

LONG on Narrator broadcasting seeds around tilled field.  He does this slowly, as if lacking enthusiasm or tired.  His face could forecast either eventuality.

"a time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace."

MEDIUM on Narrator and Friend talking and cajolling joyfully.  The smile of the narrator seems geniune and happy, but still worn down by his troubles, like a diseased man enjoying temporary relief from his ailment.  By this point in the story, his hair has been lightening to gray and his bitter face emphasized, but he should have become more worn, skin beaten and aged prematurely by weather, time, and the sun.  Along also is the notion that he has earned by his own sweat his increase, that he has performed profitable work for his farm while the slaves tended his house.

"I have seen the travail, which God hath given to the sons of men to be exercised in it.  He hath made everything beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no an can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end."

MEDIUM on Child, cloaked, sitting, removing chunks of bread from a sandwich, throwing the bread pieces to birds, who, after a BEAT, approach nervously and eat the jump away before taking flight.

INTERCUT CU on Child's face, occupied in the task of breaking the bread, eyes watching the birds, but it is a matter of debate as to whether he is really watching them or absorbed in what he is doing physically.  In the absence of sentiment in the eyes in an unguarded moment is an implied apathy toward the matter focused upon.

"I know there is no good in them, but for a man to rejoice, and to do good in his life.  And also that every man should eat and drink, and enjoy the good of all his labour, it is the gift of God."

LONG(Centered, Rear POV) on Narrator, walking into his house, at a moderate pace.   At first he dominates our field of vision, then he shrinks slightly with the smidgeon of distance covered to his front door, then he disappears inside, in the unlit confines of his home.

"I know that, whatsoever God doeth, it shall be for ever: nothing can be put to it, nor any thing taken from it: and God doeth it, that men should fear before him."

MEDIUM on Narrator picking fruits, weary, busy, reaping a good harvest.

MEDIUM on Slaves working orchard with Narrator.  He has many full baskets of fruit.   The orchard is alive with activity, as the fruits are harvested.

"That which hath been is now; and that which is to be hath already been; and God requireth that which is past."

LONG Interior foyer POV on open door, dust blowing across the sandy ground of the dooryard, desolate-the opposite of the fecund, bustling orchard.

"I said in mine heart, God shall judge the righteous and the wicked: for there is a time there for every purpose and for every work."

CU on hand picking fruit.  The hand removes the fruit leaving the dangling stem from the tree as our center of vision.

"I said in mine heart concerning the estate of the sons of men, that God might manifest them, and that they might see that they themselves are beasts.  For that which befalleth the sons of men befalleth beasts; even one thing befalleth them: as the one dieth, so dieth the other; yea, they have all one breath; so that a man hath no preeminence above a beast: for all is vanity.  All go unto one place; all are of the dust, and all turn to dust again."

MEDIUM on a big gathering of people in the house, a party, perhaps for our purposes a celebration of the harvest.  People in all colors of tunics gather about under torchlight, nibbling on items and drinking.  They talk and talk, and laugh-some shaking, convulsing in the jubilation of whatever is said.

CU on Stern Face of Narrator, from the corner, watching his guests, at an understanding, but not necessarily approving or reproaching them, but certainly not participating.

"Wherefore I perceive that there is nothing better, than that a man should rejoice in his own works; for that is his portion: for who shall bring him to see what shall be after him?"

MEDIUM on Azalea, a woman of about 40, very pretty, presentable, like a fancy bouquet of flowers on the table of a wealthy family.  Her face is stern, set, belying that all her charm is in her appearance.  She stares seriously to the right of our POV.

No comments:

Post a Comment