:o)

[cameraguy]

<font color="#a62a2a" size="1">[ August 31, 2003 08:49 AM: Message edited by: cameraguy ]</font>

[Mike Buckles]

Those stills are beautiful! Did you transfer that with your workprinter? Very striking! Man, I'm glad I didn't have to shovel out of that! What is Fomopan?

[cameraguy]

<font color="#a62a2a" size="1">[ August 31, 2003 08:49 AM: Message edited by: cameraguy ]</font>

[Alex]

You had a snow storm, and offered to film your neighbors cleaning up your driveway?

That is slick! [img]graemlins/thumbs_up.gif[/img]

[cameraguy]

<font color="#a62a2a" size="1">[ August 31, 2003 08:50 AM: Message edited by: cameraguy ]</font>

[reg8mm]

Cool stills! Looking forward to shooting some Fomapan myself.

[Alex]

<BLOCKQUOTE><font size=2 face="verdana, sans-serif">quote:</font><table border="0" width="90%" bgcolor="#333333" cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0"><tr><td width="100%"><table border="0" width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" bgcolor="#FF9900"><tr><td width="100%" bgcolor="#DDDDDD"><font size=2 face="verdana, sans-serif">Originally posted by Super-8mm in the DigitalAge:
You had a snow storm, and offered to film your neighbors cleaning up your driveway?

That is slick! [img]graemlins/thumbs_up.gif[/img] </font></td></tr></table></td></tr></table></BLOCKQUOTE>


I came up with a short but potentally funny script, but no one took the bait.

sigh.

[cameraguy]

<font color="#a62a2a" size="1">[ August 31, 2003 08:50 AM: Message edited by: cameraguy ]</font>

[Mike Buckles]

<BLOCKQUOTE><font size=2 face="verdana, sans-serif">quote:</font><table border="0" width="90%" bgcolor="#333333" cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0"><tr><td width="100%"><table border="0" width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" bgcolor="#FF9900"><tr><td width="100%" bgcolor="#DDDDDD"><font size=2 face="verdana, sans-serif"> </font></td></tr></table></td></tr></table></BLOCKQUOTE>Finding actors is hard enough, but finding ones that will stand out in the cold and shovel snow is impossible <BLOCKQUOTE><font size=2 face="verdana, sans-serif">quote:</font><table border="0" width="90%" bgcolor="#333333" cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0"><tr><td width="100%"><table border="0" width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" bgcolor="#FF9900"><tr><td width="100%" bgcolor="#DDDDDD"><font size=2 face="verdana, sans-serif"> </font></td></tr></table></td></tr></table></BLOCKQUOTE> This is so true!!!! I've been telling my kids for years the entire reason for them being here is to star in my "epics"..but they don't buy it!

[Alex]

Here are some Plot points and theme ideas. (hehehehe)

The guy with the driveway full of snow is a Super-8 hermit. He hordes lots of Super-8 film, but can't "spare a square" when it comes to shooting it.

Our Super-8 hermit loves the attention he gets when he is out in public with his super-8 camera,
and HATES shoveling his driveway.

He devises a scheme where he gets his neighbors to shovel his driveway in exchange for being filmed by him.

But, our Super-8 hermit friend is so cheap he doesn't want to waste film on his subjects.

So he devises a plan to "not waste his eight" while still getting his driveway shoveled by the neighbors.

He informs his neighbors/actors that they need to wear a specific wardrobe to maximize the look of the shot.

Our Super-8 hermit creates 3 distinct wardrobes, one for a man, one for a women, and one for a child.

Each outfit has one thing in common, they cover the neighbor from head to toe, making the actor so unrecognizable that once our filmmaker has used each wardrobe once, he never puts film in the camera again for the rest of the neighbors that end up shoveling his driveway.

During the summer, he shows the film to each person who shoveled his driveway. Some have reservations that it doesn't look like them, but the Super-8 hermit reminds them about the custom scarf, gloves, hat that they were wearing.

Eventually his plan is foiled by the local 8 year old kid who asks to see footage of himself shoveling snow.

"AHA" the kid proclaims, "I never shoveled snow for you, you are a fake!" The Super-8 hermit begs the kid to keep his charade a secret.

The final shot is the Super-8 hermit delivering newspapers door to door while the kid nods approvingly.