Holidays and Why We’re Useless.

Light Snow.

Not Pictured: Fear.

I’ve been on holiday since the closing weeks of December. You see, being a student isn’t all fun and games (and exams) I would find. Indeed, there seems to be vast expanses of rolling, endless nothingness in which -I assume- you’re supposed to consolidate your semester over a malt whiskey and Calabash pipe, perhaps.

It’s what I dream of doing one day.

Being a student, though, I couldn’t be bothered to put the leg-work in to get the pipe, or an aged whiskey – and I didn’t much fancy alcopops and a pack of cigarettes (I have a hard enough time trying to convince people I’m not a chav as it is, I don’t need the paraphernalia dress-up kit). Instead, I spent my holiday in a state of perpetual boredom, useless in a pool of my own self-pity and loathing for the entirety of the festive season. I learned that new media is better than old media; papers are probably going to be gone by the time I finish my degree and Britain’s utter nonchalance concerning global disasters, both home and away, does not extend to the tragedies (failings) of our own weather.

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Aspirations of Film

Sometime in the near future, I hope to start filming the odd bit of film that I’ve scripted. Looking through a back catalogue of things I’ve written, and things I’ve yet to share with you on here, I came across a nice little piece I wrote for a module I did two years ago, for Film Production.

Throughout this module we were, as a class – individually – encouraged to write our ideas down and, at the end of the semester, present our finished product. I wrote this with the hopes of filming it back then, but due to time constraints, budget restrictions and the sheer inexperience of my crew, I couldn’t get past pre-production. Instead, I filmed a lovely documentary about my hometown, in an afternoon, with my beautiful assistant, and long-time wingman, who we will call S.

Since then I’ve occasionally found myself drawing storyboards for film ideas, most recently for Media Theory and Practice, where – in a group – we are to film a short feature promoting the city of Aberdeen and its Shires. And, seeing as I have been somewhat relaxed about my recent submissions on here, I thought I would let you see what was my first – and favourite – script.

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White Bread, Sliced.

breadmaking

I like to think of myself as a fairly well read person, I have, after all, embarked upon a career where the use of language and words is heavily scrutinised. I also identify myself as British, with British sensibilities and dry wit, but this allusion was shattered sometime last Friday when someone made comment about actively seeking ‘strange.’

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