Sunday, 23 January 2011

Student Services Finance

Our task was to create an advert for student services finance,
we had threem topics to cover in the animation Spending, Saving and budgeting i was working in a group of three so we each took a topic and came up with a theme that ran throughout the three topics. Our character for the advert was the student services finance pig.



Our group decided on a medical theme and then started on our character designs.



After we developed our character designs we then found out that we couldn't change the appearance of the Pig so we adapted our designs to match the origional design.

We then came up with our story ideas and started story boarding.

Audio Animation

In this task we have been given a selection of audio clips and have to create a story based on the sounds. I have come up with a scary story of a girl in a house haunted by strange sounds which she investigates. The story starts with the girl in the kitchen cooking strange things start happening, as she sits down to eat the tv turns it self off, she turns it back on and it goes off again then there is a strange noise upstairs so she goes to investigate even stranger things happen when she is walking around the house so she runs back to the kitchen to call for help when the door shuts on its own and then she hears footsteps walking towards her...

Home Alone script

INT. KITCHEN. NIGHT A girl is cooking diner while watching TV. She sits down to eat and the TV turns off.
GIRL (under her breath)
Oops
The girl picks up the remote and turns the TV back on and carries on eating.
A few seconds pass and the TV turns itself off again.
GIRL
Ugh!
Girl stands up and goes over to the TV and tries to fix the problem.
CUT TO: INT. CLOSE UP OF A CLOCK The clock stops ticking.
CUT TO: INT. KITCHEN. The girl notices the absent noise of the clock in the silence and turns around to look at it.
GIRL (to herself)
What's going on?
There is a sudden thud from upstairs.
The girl jumps and looks at the sealing listening to the noise.
CUT TO: INT. HALLWAY. BOTTOM OF THE STAIRS.
The girl sneaks out into the hall and moves warily towards the stairs.
Peering around the banister she sees an open window blowing.
There is a vase on the floor at the top of the stairs.
GIRL
(sighs and starts walking up the stairs)
CUT TO: INT. UPSTAIRS. At the top of the stairs the girl closes the window, turns around and picks up the vase, as she does so an old radio on a table next to her turns on, she freezes for a second then turns around slowly, puts the vase down and switches the radio off. The radio carries on making static noises.
GIRL
(whimpers)
The girl takes a step back then yanks the plug out of the wall but the radio carries on making noise.
GIRL (Under her breath)
Oh my god!
The girl rigidly turns around and runs down the stairs.
CUT TO: INT. HALLWAY. The girl runs through the hall and into the kitchen, as she does so we see upstairs become very dark and the darkness follows her down the stairs.
CUT TO: INT. KITCHEN We see the girl in the kitchen with a phone in her hand dialing frantically.
GIRL (in panicked breaths. trails off at the end)
0..2..0..7..1..6..3..
The kitchen starts to get darker and we hear the door close then someone shuffling towards her as though their feet are shackled together.
CUT TO: CLOSE UP OF GIRL.
GIRL
(looking scared)
The girl is staring into the darkness breathing quickly.
CUT TO: BLACK SCREEN.

Anamatic
video

Screneplay writing

Group script writing.

In this task we wer given a short story and in groups we had to come up with a Screneplay and story board.


EXT. COUNTRY SIDE. NIGHT
An old car drives along a deserted countryside.
CUT TO:
INT. CAR. NIGHT
A man in his mid forty's is behind the wheels with his teenage daughter beside him. The radio plays in the background with distorted frequency. The daughter gazes out the window.
FATHER
You know you could have just grabbed a taxi. I mean, God only knows how busy I am just to make ends meet.
The girl rolls her eyes and huffs and tries adjusting the radio's frequency.
FATHER
Ah, honey I...uh..Sorry I didn't mean...It's just, you know how it is..for me working a double shift..mine and your mom's divorce.
As the daughter adjusts the radio frequency which fails to work properly, she hits the radio real hard in anger and it switches off. Silence creeps in and the daughter continues to gaze out the window with her arm leaning on the arm rest. Suddenly, her gaze turns into a stare as something grabs her attention.
DAUGHTER
Dad stop! Stop!!!
The father abruptly hits the sudden break and jolts.
FATHER
What the?!?
DAUGHTER
Someone's back there!
FATHER
In the middle of nowhere?!?!
The daughter leans out her window and looks out behind.
CUT TO:


EXT. COUNTRY SIDE. NIGHT
A young girl sits curled up on the side of the road, wearing a pink frock and clutching onto something like a part of a stuffed toy. The daughter looks at the girl and calls out.
DAUGHTER
Are you alright there?
The young girl remains still and quiet. The daughter looks at her and tries to question again while her father observes from the rear view mirror.
DAUGHTER
Are you out here all by yourself?
The girl remains unresponsive.
DAUGHTER
Do you need a lift?
The young girl gets up, slowly walks towards the car and enters at the back seat.
CUT TO:
INT. CAR. NIGHT
The father squints and observes the young girl from the rear view mirror. The daughter looks behind.
DAUGHTER
Do you know where you live?
After a moments pause, the girl responds.
YOUNG GIRL
Old country house..
FATHER
That's about 5 miles ahead.
The father accelerates further.
CUT TO:
EXT. COUNTRY SIDE. NIGHT
The car drives down the road.
CUT TO:
INT. CAR. NIGHT
DAUGHTER
So what were you doing out there by yourself?
The daughter turns back to look at the young girl, who does not respond but coldly glares out the window. The daughter notices the girl is holding onto what appears to be a broken arm of a stuffed toy bear. She turns back to the front, looks at her father and shrugs.
CROSS DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. OUTSIDE OLD COUNTRY HOUSE. NIGHT
The car slowly pulls over right outside the Old Country House which appears to be slightly dingy.
CUT TO:
INT. CAR. NIGHT
The father glances at the house from the front window.
FATHER
Well, here we are...
The father looks into the rear view mirror and is startled. He quickly turns his head to look at the girl behind, who is not there anymore.
FATHER
Where'd she go???
The father and daughter exchange mystified looks to each other. They sit there, perplexed.
CUT TO:
EXT. OUtside the door of old country house. night
The father and daughter walk towards the front porch of the house. The daughter looks at her father with an apprehensive expression. She knocks on the door and within a moment the door opens and they are confronted by a couple in their mid fifties. The couple doesn't seem surprised to see them.
WIFE
Don't worry. We know why you're here.
The father and daughter are puzzled.
DAUGHTER
Wha?!?! Huh?!
HUSBAND
You thought you found our daughter? She disappeared 20 years ago.
The father and daughter listen intently but baffled.
HUSBAND
Every year, on this day, we get people on our doorstep, just like you.
The father and daughter appear dumbfounded.
wife
Today was her birthday...
The father and daughter exchanges glances to each other and look down at the lady's hand, in which she is gently holding a stuffed teddy bear with a missing arm.
FADE OUT:


Narrative Adaptation and Interpretation

Task 1
Choose a moment in your life that influenced you and who you are.

I have chosen my school trip to Auschwitz as i feel this was a very significant experience in my life.

Auschwitz

I didn’t really know what to expect when we arrived at Auschwitz, I knew what had happened there but it was such a long time ago how could a place still invoke such emotion?
Our tour started in the main building, we walked through a long hall filled from top to bottom with photos, hundreds of gaunt faces stared back at us; they’d all had their hair shaved and were dressed in the same striped pyjamas, the only identity they had was a prison number and length of survival in the camp printed below, the majority hadn’t survived a day none survived more than a week or two, it was like walking through a graveyard.
Further down the corridor rooms branched off, in them were tiny square cells used for holding up to 8 people standing, they can’t have been bigger than a meter by a meter how they managed to cram 8 people in I will never know, it looked impossible! At the end of the hall was a large room filled with aquarium-sized cabinets, One was stacked full of suitcases, another filled with shoes, one with clothes and the most disturbing was filled with human hair visible amongst the hair was a plat that had been hacked off at the base and thrown in the pile.
With this image burned into my mind I followed through to the next room, also containing a large cabinet, this one was filled with hundreds of huge empty tins that had once contained Zyklon B, a powerful poison capable of wiping out vast numbers of people, it was impossible to truly understand how many people had died in relation to the tins.
The last part of the tour took us outside to the gas chambers, as I walked up to one of the chambers I could only imagine the fear so many people had felt knowing they wouldn’t be coming back out.
It was badly lit, damp and there was an odd smell hanging in the air I didn’t want to identify, the chamber itself was a long room with low ceilings and no windows, water ran down the walls leaving puddles on the floor. As I moved further in I noticed marks on the wall that seemed out of place, as I studied them closer I felt sick with panic as the marks suddenly made sense. They had been made by fingers frantically clawing at the walls in desperation to find an exit. I wasn’t sure how long I had been looking at the marks before I realised I was crying, I wiped my eyes as we filed out into the blinding sunlight as they adjusted to the change in light I saw that everyone was crying the entire class, students and teachers. Every single person had been affected by what they had just seen.