Sunday, 7 February 2016

Treatment


Treatment:


The film opens with a news report, telling us that the process of ‘cloning’ has become illegal. The news report sound bridges into the opening establishing shot, showing an unidentified man walking over a hill and trailing a large bag behind him. He continues walking both suspiciously and with a sense of desired anonymity. We are presented with a close shot of a bird, free and proving its brainless nature. The man comes to an abandoned-looking train track which he walks along as it is his path that leads him to his destination. 


We are given an experience of the nature around the track; one tuft of flowers which looks out of place. It is though these flowers are the soul survivors of a wildlife massacre. The man has slipped a map into his back pocket, and we are greeted with this. The map is half-way out as though its struggle of escape has been defeated by tiredness and the busting of lungs. The map is rescued by the hand of the man, like a claw machine at a funfair, only it isn’t set to give out a prize once every few hundred goes. The man peers with determination at the map, carefully looking at it and gliding his eyes across the large paper. The map is risky evidence that the illegal transaction has occurred, so he sets it a.flame to it and leaves it to crumble and disappear from the earth. The man pushes open the gate of the farm, and he creeks, creating an uncomfortable noise. 


There is a fast pan from the man’s head to the farm. The barn is then shown. From a distance, we see a farmer. He appears unsurprised that a man has set foot on his field. The man greets the other man, and approaches him, diving into conversation which our ears aren’t open to hear. The farmer does a gesture of ‘follow me’, then the pair walk across the field. There is then a track shot, showing multiple bodies. One may be missing an eye and wearing an eye patch, whilst another one may have a missing leg, or a missing head. The sky is the limit. 


The pair then enter the farm, violently throwing the bag onto the floor. The farmer slowly zips open the bag to reveal an exact replica of the man. It is his clone.


Nothing outdates faster than the vision of the future.

The protagonist will be dressed in casual clothes, appropriate for his apparent age. These will consist of an oversized white and black checked shirt, along with skinny jeans and black boots, the condition of his appearence will be poor, he will look slightly fatigued and his Clothes will more than likely appear dirty and crumpled which will have been caused by dragging a heavy bag through fields for a long distance.


The location we will be using will be a rural setting, this is in order to emphasise the fact that these so called "Clone Farms" are illegal and have to be hidden away from civilisation and The government due to the risk of prosecution the people who make use of these clone farms would face if they were to be found out to be using these "clone farms"

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