I read the screenplay for “The Graduate” and immediately was captured by the strange dynamic between Ben and Mrs. Robinson. I got a good idea of the framing of the two within the shots as I read their parts. What’s interesting is their emotional distance when alone, but their secret closeness when among an unsuspecting crowd. If I were the Director of Photography, I would shoot around these two characters during most interactions, regardless of if a tertiary character was speaking. These scenes are always about how Mrs. Robinson feels about Ben’s behavior around her family, or how he presents himself. I would attempt to shoot mostly at eye-level to get a level of intimacy, and get both character’s in frame at a time. These shots could be facilitated by one character having their back to the other, which works contextually because they try to maintain a sense of unfamiliarity when around Mr. Robinson or Ben’s parents. You could have interactions happening in the background, but have the largest compositional element in frame be a closeup of Mrs, R’s face. I would shoot Ben very on-axis because I want the viewer to sympathize with him. I think shooting him singularly would be acceptable too, as it lends itself to the feeling of isolation that his character feels throughout the screenplay.
Reading is diving into a universe all it's own, Leaving behind the ringing thoughts which echo in your mind, Warning of upcoming deadlines, Whispers of importances long forgotten. I find myself falling into farfetched stories, Of impossible people, Places that have and will never exist. If I'm going to cut loose from my world, I want one starkly different to enter. That being said, My interests follow my taste. Until I try a new food, There's no knowing if it's appealing. And if someone bothered to cook it, I have only to enjoy the dish as the chef intended it. To read is one of my greatest happinesses, But also a luxury of time, In a life where one must remain anchored, In order to stay afloat. Casting off from reality is dangerous at a school, Where burying your head in the minutia of work is applauded. Making time is what seperates me from a machine. A machine works faster, harder, and without breaks. What I bring to the table is experiences...
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