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bending_sickle) wrote2010-03-30 04:44 pm
bending_sickle) wrote2010-03-30 04:44 pm
You never know when you read a script how it's going to turn out.*
Or: How to Crush a Sickle
INT. BEDROOM
SICKLE is sitting at a desk - the drawer handles are missing. She is typing, a concentrated look on her face. She stops, leans forward and rereads the document, scrolling up and down a number of times before being satisfied. CLOSE-UP on the final line: "Thank you for your time and consideration. Sincerely, SICKLE."
INT. HALLWAY
SICKLE walks down a dark hallway. CLOSE-UP on the USB STICK in her hand.
INT. LIVING ROOM
SICKLE'S MOTHER is sitting on a sofa with a laptop. SICKLE inserts the USB STICK into the laptop.
Do you want to read my cover letter?
CLOSE-UP on the opening document, then PAN OUT to SICKLE'S MOTHER and SICKLE sitting on the couch. TRACK on SICKLE as she leaves the room. Disjointed scenes of SICKLE waiting, pacing the hallway and rooms as SICKLE'S MOTHER reads.
It's great!
PAN OUT to SICKLE's face as she stands by the sofa. Her expression is guarded.
Really? Everything's okay? You don't think there's anything missing?
SICKLE'S MOTHER
No, it looks good. Anyway, I don't know why you ask me: I don't know anything about all this.
SICKLE
I just wanted to know what you thought.
CLOSE-UP on SICKLE removing the USB STICK. TRACK SICKLE moving towards the door.
I'll read this over this afternoon, then, just to be sure, and send it along with the application.
SICKLE'S MOTHER
Did you look into the other programme?
SICKLE
No, not yet. I'll do it this afternoon.
SICKLE'S MOTHER
How could you not have done it already? March is almost over - a whole other month wasted! At this rate you'll never get anywhere, what with not doing anything at all. Don't you have the least bit interest in anything?
SICKLE'S MOTHER continues to speak, but the sound is muted, thrumming in the background. SICKLE's response is also muted and intelligible, at lower volume than SICKLE'S MOTHER, as she exits the room. FOCUS on the door closing in the darkness of the hallway.
INT. BEDROOM
Camera PANS OVER the bed to SICKLE's head as she sits slumped on the floor beside the bed. FOCUS onto SICKLE's hand holding a worn tissue. The thrumming sound effect dimms as muted sobs are brought to focus.
INT. BEDROOM, BATHROOM, HALLWAY
Disjointed images of SICKLE crying, running her hands and face under a tap and getting dressed. The muted, thrumming sound effect of SICKLE'S MOTHER is heard in the background. FOCUS on a mirror as SICKLE steps into view, slowly pulling her expression into control from despair to neutrality. SICKLE'S MOTHER's voice seagues this image with that of the two leaving the house and walking down the road.
EXT. STREET
Don't pull that face.
Disjointed images of SICKLE and SICKLE'S MOTHER walking down the street. Cut in are images of SICKLE at the mirror, in reverse, so that the neutral expression slowly breaks down. SICKLE'S MOTHER's voice is laid over these images.
Oh God, what a face you've got today.
When we get to the photographer, you'd better put on a better face.
I can't stand it with you loking like that.
INT. OFFICE
SICKLE, SICKLE'S MOTHER, WOMAN and MAN are standing, with WOMAN and MAN in suits, standing by a desk. Introductions have just been done and SICKLE'S MOTHER is speaking to WOMAN and MAN. She is bouyant and cheerful. WOMAN looks at SICKLE.
Wow, child, you're so tanned!
SICKLE makes as if to reply, but SICKLE'S MOTHER interrupts, laughing.
Oh yes, she's gone skiing! But look, it's only her face that's tanned!
SICKLE'S MOTHER gestures to her jawline.
She was wearing a turtleneck, you see, so she's only tanned right here.
Camera FOCUS on SICKLE then cuts to flashbacks:
INT. BEDROOM
SICKLE is standing in front of the mirror, turning her head and examining her marked tanline with displeasure.
INT. BATHROOM
SICKLE is brushing powder along her jaw and neck, trying to blend in the tan. Her face is worried and focused.
INT. HALLWAY
SICKLE stands before SICKLE'S MOTHER, her head to one side.
Is it okay? Does it look okay? I tried to blend in the tan so it wouldn't look so silly.
EXT. STREET
SICKLE is walking by SICKLE'S MOTHER, running her hands carefully along her jaw and chin with concern.
Does it still look okay? I mean, in the daylight? Can you tell?
INT. OFFICE
Scene opens on SICKLE's face again. SICKLE'S MOTHER's laughter is heard and SICKLE's mouth twitches in a frown. PAN to show SICKLE'S MOTHER, WOMAN and MAN laughing at SICKLE'S MOTHER's gestures of turtlenecks and sunburns.
INT. BEDROOM
Scene starts off similar to SCENE ONE. Shots of SICKLE'S NOTEBOOK with notes and To-Do lists are interspersed, set to the sound of typing keys. The lists are progressively shown with items crossed off. The passage of the morning is indicated by SICKLE'S MOTHER entering thrice into the room, the camera focused on her and the typing sound constant.
All right, I'm off to buy vegetables. Good bye, darling.
Just got back - I'm going across the street for bread.
Hey sweetheart, I'm back.
Shot of the clock - it is 1 pm. The typing stops and SICKLE pushes the chair back and stands.
INT. LIVING ROOM
SICKLE sits down on the couch beside SICKLE'S MOTHER, exhaling loudly, looking tired.
I just couldn't work anymore. I've been at it all morning!
SICKLE'S MOTHER
What did you do?
SICKLE
I looked through the World Food Programme for internships - no such luck, 'cause they're only for current students. But I filled out their online CV form. And I looked into some other UN volunteer webpages... Right now I was working on making a whole new CV for this IPGRI organization: they don't have internships, but you can apply for a temp. job. They make you write the CV in their own style, though, so there I was, rewriting my CV for the hundredth time.
SICKLE'S MOTHER
What about that other thing? Did you call the people your dad gave you the number for?
SICKLE
What thing? Oh, that, no. I've been doing this other stuff today. And anyway, I don't know who these people are - where they're working - and Dad's handwriting is atrocious anyway. I can barely figure out what they're called!
SICKLE'S MOTHER
How could you not have done it already? March is almost over - a whole other month wasted! At this rate you'll never get anywhere, what with not doing anything at all. Don't you have the least bit interest in anything?
The last line - both audio and image - is intermixed with that from SCENE ONE. The muted sound effect comes in, with SICKLE's sobs barely audible.
INT. BEDROOM
A quick shot of SCENE TWO's mirror and kleenex.
INT. KITCHEN
SICKLE is setting the table whilst SICKLE'S MOTHER is making a salad. Camera FOCUS is on SICKLE's hands as she places things down, some with a touch of aggression or frustration. A shot of SICKLE's face in the mirror at its saddest is quickly shown. SICKLE takes out a package of ham, with an immediate shot of her putting it away to SICKLE'S MOTHER's voice:
No, not that ham. That one'll last longer than the other one.
SICKLE takes out a breadbasket, then replaces it to SICKLE'S MOTHER's voice.
No, don't use that breadbasket for the rye bread, it'll ruin the cloth.
SICKLE removes the cloth to SICKLE'S MOTHER's voice.
Not that basket, I said. Use a plate.
SICKLE does not use a plate, but instead places a napkin into the bread basket, then lays the bread in.
I can't stand it with you, slamming things and throwing them down!
SICKLE's hands snatch back from the basket. Her face is confused, still sad, with red-rimmed eyes.
I can't stand it when you're like this! Can't you do things without whipping them out angrily?!?
FOCUS on SICKLE'S MOTHER who is shouting, waving her arms out like a child throwing a tantrum in time to her words.
I hate you when you're like that! I hate you, hate you, hate you! I'm not going to let you embitter my life! Do you hear?
The shouting continues visually, but the audio changes to a buzzing whine then the previous muted roaring thrum. FADE TO BLACK.
INT. BEDROOM
Similar PAN over the bed as in SCENE ONE, with the FOCUS ending over SICKLE's shoulder. She is very still, her breathe audible over the muted thrum of SICKLE'S MOTHER's voice. Suddenly, her arms jerks towards her head OFFSCREEN and moves vigorously. The rustle of hair as it is pulled is hear in the sudden silence, then SICKLE's arm lowers, crossing the camera, and SICKLE is still again. The muted thrum starts up again and SICKLE's shoulder tenses.
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Turning one's novel into a movie script is rather like making a series of sketches for a painting that has long ago been finished and framed.
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...and I don't have to make sense if I don't want to. So, basically, have some spam.
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On the other hand, it would be cool if you got a WFP or UN-related internship. I might get to meet you! Crazy talk! ;-)
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PS: I hope Boston has been (or is still being) nice to you!
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Here, this should cheer you up. It always works for me:
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What is that woman doing?!
Fuck!
*hugs you like crazy* D':
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*more snuggles* (And your huge bold text made me sporfle, which was awesome and much needed.)
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And this is one hell of crazy overreaction. I can't believe anyone ever would say such things to you, especially since they're so completely untrue! You've been working a hell of a lot, even I fucking know that.
*shudders* Can't you move back to the Netherlands, if it's going to be like this from now on?
D: *does not want her Sickle to be dissed in such an unfair manner*
*LOVES YOU* ♥
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...so, okay, I've been doing about as much as I can, which is good enough. (I kinda wish she'd treat me like my brother, which is she lets him do whatever and then pines, worries and badmouths behind his back, out of ear-shot. Yes please.)
And nope, I'm afraid the Netherlands is a closed door now, so I'm stuck here. (And when did I ever think this was a good idea?) But that just means I'm going to try extra hard to get the hell out of here asap, right? Unless I get an internship in Rome, which is what I'm fishing for, which doesn't help.
Okay, whiney incoherency out, snuggles in. *snuggles and loves you madly*
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... what would happen if you talked to her? Would she listen? :S
*snuggles and loves madly too*
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*clings to you tightly*
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... she totally deserves to be poked in the eye. Gah.
Love you!
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Also? ICON OF WIN. Love you too!
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SHE BETTER KEEP IT UP OR I MIGHT CONSIDER SENDING HER SOME HATE MAIL. OR GAY PORN TO TERRIFY THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF HER (although others would consider this practically a declaration of love, i.e. me, but your mom doesn't seem to be the type, so: PORN IN THE POSTBOX.)
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I...I wouldn't mind some gay porn...
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Is there anyplace in the neighborhood where you can go and work and avoid her?
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I HAVE NO WORDS. GAH.
Your mother makes me very, very, very angry. I would say that I know you extremely well. I basically LIVED with you for a year (and it was awesome). NEVER ONCE did I EVER think you were lazy or incompetent or "without interest in anything." How dare she make you feel like that? HONESTLY. I FEEL LIKE THAT WOMAN DOESN'T EVEN KNOW YOU. Because if she DID know you, she'd know you were fucking awesome.
OMG ENRAGED.
(PS- Got your postcard today!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Loved it. Macbeth meows hello.)
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Yay postcard :D Give Macbeth a tummy-rub from me.