Friday, 1 May 2009

Explain Yourself!

I have realised at this late stage that i havn't really explained my film...its deeper than it may seem. Well...maybe only a little, but it has a meaning thats for sure!
Its basically about love. Mook finds something he is not familiar with, it just seems to fall into his world, and he is baffled and confused but also warmed and attracted to this thing. He tries to figure it out, before realising where he wants to go with it, what he would like to achieve! He then does everything he can to make it work, he takes all the right precautions and nurtures it as much as he can, showing a dedication and determination to succeed...he then gets knocked back, loses confidence in his abilities, and gives up. Heartache kicks in, he sheds a tear for his broken dream, then walking away with his head down, feeling like he has wasted all his efforts, it seems to grow, powered by the pure emotion Mook has shown. Finally he gets something back, he has succeeded and achieved the simple perfection he always longed for....he holds it there, smothers it with affection until....oops, its gone!

Its a love story of course, simple 'person falls in love without realising it and then gets heartbroken, before realising he was in love and confessing this to partner etc.' plot.
With this explained, theres a few things im going to change to adhere to my deep meaning.

Firstly, Mrs Mook is no more - he does not need an impetus, his love is the flower, not the mrs mook. Instead, his dream bubble will picture Mook with his prize flower and a rosette.

Secondly, the plantpot will not be waiting for him on the path - love simply isnt just waiting for you! It will fall out of the sky (illogical i know, but bear with it), and hit Mook on the head. It was meant to be!

Thirdly, i was thinking (if i have time of course) that i could show a little more of Mooks effort with growing it instead of having him stand still and watch it. For example, have him cuddled up to it asleep at night, and maybe holding an umbrella whilst it rains over the umbrella. This depends on time of course.

And thats that, more than just a silly story huh.

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