I don’t think that music clips are scenes. I don’t really like many music video’s – I always think what I would do to make them better. I think I like analysing them and how they work with the song. But sometimes the song is bad – and the clip is great. But I can’t stand to watch it unless it’s on mute.
FUN FACT – I have an inability to learn lyrics.
That’s untrue actually – I know every word of MY HUMPS by Black Eyed Peas. How does that reflect who I am? Poorly probably. Personally, I think it’s hilarious.
Another FUN FACT – because I couldn’t learn lyrics, I thought – Oh, I would probably be an amazing dancer. So I did dancing (I also did singing lessons, also a massive fail. Why did I ever think that would work in my favour?) and I loved dancing. I had so much fun with it. My teacher would tell me that I “needed improvement” – that I can’t follow patterns. I didn’t care. It wasn’t until I was axed from the aerobics team that I realised I might be terrible. I then became extremely bitter to all the aerobics girls.
Then my brother started DJing. I found that he appreciated just the beat and how it had a narrative. He would show me his new music – and I would tell him what I thought. Visuals would go through my head. I always created a whole story for the song. I could listen to songs on repeat until I made sure I knew what it would ‘look like’. This was about the same time where I was writing every night. I would write so many short stories every night – and I lived through it.
Why am I saying this? I don’t know. I am trying to find the source of my inspiration. Because when I am listening to certain things – I imagine things as well. In my mind there are fluid, moving visuals.
When I am asked to think of a scene or even film that I really enjoy and love – I can’t. I don’t know why that is. Its frustrating the hell out of me. I know I enjoy many – but I can’t think of specifics. Is the wrong? Is that terrible? Should I be studying film?
I remember my early teen years, maybe even earlier, I would beg my Dad to stay up later. I hated to sleep, as some kids do, I felt like I was wasting time. I just wanted to stay up – anything but sleep. My Dad was sat watching SBS world films all the time. If it wasn’t that – it was some documentary. He would give in sometimes – and he let me stay up. The only thing I had to do was watch the film or documentary. I always said yes – sometimes I would sit for 10 minutes and just walk myself to bed. Other times I would really appreciate the fact that I was watching them.
Subtitles would annoy me – I just wanted to see it ALL. But some of those whacky films I watched – I truly appreciate. I want to rematch them. But how can I do that if I don’t fully remember them?
I remember when I learnt french in school (10 years of my school life and then gave it up because I am a dickhead) and there was a day when we were able to watch a french film – and that was the very familiar …
So for the next scene deconstruction (which has not yet been posted… Sorry about that…) will be me watching the film and picking a scene that I enjoy. I hardly remember the film but I remember enjoying it.
PART 2
Fluid. That word popped into my head.
Something that flows – something that has an entwining, linking movement. Not particularly the people in the frame, not even way the camera moves – just the way it comes together. Something light (?), something that looks effortless. I want it to be understood – but in a way thats easy (?). I want it to be a scene that someone wants to rematch over and over. I think that would be a dream. Well sort of. Something re-watched because of it’s effortless beauty (??).
There are some films that I watch over and over for ‘dead’ (hearing but not listening) entertainment. Something that makes me feel better and stops me worrying about external problems. There are some films I watch because the film is so genius (to me anyway).
I like to analyse films – I always have and probably always will. I also like to point out their flaws. I like to predict the ending and be proven wrong – and sometimes be proven right. Because when it’s right I know that the film maker has done something right. But that can work in both ways. I wouldn’t be able to define a good film – because different films for me serve different purposes. Whether that is to be challenged, entertained and/or totally engulfed.