There is a tremendous film trailer to be shot & cut to the song “Wrecking Ball”. For that matter, a whole movie.
About a man, a normal guy, who gets overwhelmed by exterior forces.
Maybe he’s an overachiever type, a Superman/Prince Charming out of Central Casting. To all appearances, he looks normal and seems to have a happy, healthy life. Approaching 50, which probably surprises him.
As life will do, the cycles begin to come to an end. Unfortunately for him, they seem to happen in one traumatic way one after the other. His Mum dies, maybe his childhood home gets washed away in Hurricane Sandy (dramatic visuals standing in for emotional upheaval).
He’s a likable guy, a sympathetic character. A real man. A real man, who cries.
Maybe he jogs too. Maybe the initial shots show him only in silhouette, we see his life & surroundings at sunrise. His breath coming out in clouds, mists over fields, all is beautiful and serene. Contrast with later scenes of storms and waves crashing all around him.
Voice over: “In a world where nothing is permanent . . .”
The real questions are: how does the movie end? How do you make the existential crisis that is Life into something that is dramaturgically satisfying?
How to turn a metaphorical wrecking ball into a series of scenes that will give the audience faith in looking forward to end of the story? How to turn daily living into the "Happily-ever-after Hollywood-Ending"?
Maybe poetry is a better medium than film. There is more beauty in everyday details than in the climactic happy ending of a story.
About a man, a normal guy, who gets overwhelmed by exterior forces.
Maybe he’s an overachiever type, a Superman/Prince Charming out of Central Casting. To all appearances, he looks normal and seems to have a happy, healthy life. Approaching 50, which probably surprises him.
As life will do, the cycles begin to come to an end. Unfortunately for him, they seem to happen in one traumatic way one after the other. His Mum dies, maybe his childhood home gets washed away in Hurricane Sandy (dramatic visuals standing in for emotional upheaval).
He’s a likable guy, a sympathetic character. A real man. A real man, who cries.
Maybe he jogs too. Maybe the initial shots show him only in silhouette, we see his life & surroundings at sunrise. His breath coming out in clouds, mists over fields, all is beautiful and serene. Contrast with later scenes of storms and waves crashing all around him.
Voice over: “In a world where nothing is permanent . . .”
The real questions are: how does the movie end? How do you make the existential crisis that is Life into something that is dramaturgically satisfying?
How to turn a metaphorical wrecking ball into a series of scenes that will give the audience faith in looking forward to end of the story? How to turn daily living into the "Happily-ever-after Hollywood-Ending"?
Maybe poetry is a better medium than film. There is more beauty in everyday details than in the climactic happy ending of a story.
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