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I will be talking about the Mid Shot and how it affects the scene.

I think the Mid Shot used in this scene really adds to the feeling of hopelessness of the scene. The reason I think this is more effective than shooting the scene as a close up or extreme close up is because you would only be able to tell he’s hopeless from his facial expression but you wouldn’t be able to see the evidence for yourself. As a viewer you can clearly see him in the middle of a desert, with no top, crashed vehicle and bullet holes in the side of his door so the director shows the viewer clear deliberate choices that show his desperation which you wouldn’t be able to see if they used a different shot. My point is that i think the use of the mid shot was the most effective shot because they show why he’s desperate not just telling you in his facial expression.

It felt like an unusually warm morning for mid november and the was a strong rotten smell coming from the drains, probably was one of the old stews my wife saves up then ends up throwing it away. I walked up to my garage to drive up to pete’s; he’s the local butcher and i’m bringing him a load of apples to feed the cattle. Driving along the motorway; windows down, blasting “Sympathy For The Devil” out of the speakers when i began to notice the completely empty motorway ahead for miles which i would want to let the engine go at full pelt; not remembering that i had a ten ton load of apples in the back.

I arrived at pete’s and something didn’t seem right; there was no one to collect there ten ton load of apples he ordered. I walked out of my truck to the front door to find about ten people not looking in the best of health banging and knocking against pete’s house. “Hey have any of you seen pete, i’ve got his de-”                                                                             and before I could finish my sentence all ten people simultaneously turned to face me and started groaning as if i took a sweet from a child; at this moment i knew something was not right.

I turned around to get back into my truck to find a few more of them “things” who must of snuck up on me blocking my path to my truck. They were inching closer and i knew i didn’t have long before they would get to me so I dodged to the right to find no path leading round to my truck. I needed to think fast, which was impossible, so I decided to skirt along the house and enter from the back. I opened and previously smashed window and let myself in to find pete’s gut spilled out over the floor being eaten by his daughter; no turning back now.

I got home from Film club quite late and i don’t have enough time to do the assessment so could we arrange a new time or do it at lunch time tomorrow.

Thanks,

Alistair.

Erroneous: Wrong

Prescribed: Required

Dissemble: Conceal Truth

Innocuous: Harmless

Alleviate: Relieve or more bearable

Renounce: give up or resign from something

Prudent: Careful

Apocryphal: Said to be true but doubtful authenticity

Burghers: Town or city person, typically a bourgeoisie.

Endemic: Found in a certain area or person

1. Any human who enslaves animals is an enemy.

2. Any animal who follows Animalism is a friend.

3. No animal shall try and improve their visual image.

4. All animals must sleep in they natural sleeping place.

5. No animal shall drink anything except water or milk.

6. No animal who follows Animalism shall be killed.

7. Animals who follow Animalism are superior to those who don’t.

ANIMAL FARM EXTRACT PAGE 7 TILL START OF PAGE 6.

INT. DRAWING-ROOM – MIDDAY

Mr. Jones enters the room drunkenly slumping onto the sofa. Mr. Jones picks up News Of The World after reading it for 10 seconds Mr. Jones falls asleep leaving the newspaper upon his face.

EXT. OUTSIDE STORE-SHED – EVENING

A cow sneaks up to the store shed checking all around for anyone. The cow breaks in with her horn. All the other animals enter the store shed after her.

INT. STORE-SHED – EVENING

All of the animals are very cramped and they are pushing and shoving. All the animals eat noisily. After 10 seconds there is a yawning sound and all the animals stop. Mr. Jones and his four men stand in the entrance and start cracking their whips. All the animals start screeching and they all start butting and kicking the men out of the store-shed.

EXT. ROAD LEADING OUT OF THE FARM – EVENING

The men run out of the store-shed and all of the animals chase them out of the farm.

END.

The human race has now discovered a fast and cheap way to extract gas from the ground. It is Called ‘fracking’ where high pressure water mixed with sand and chemicals are pumped into the ground but this 50% of this water stays in the ground leaking into water supplies causing serious biological problems.

I was sitting down on a rock watching my friend, Angus, catching flies with his lizard like tongue, “how do they taste?” I asked curiously “salty, wanna try one?” Angus replied “nah” I said “its getting late we should head back” so we headed north out of the forest back home. We arrived outside of his shack like house actually it’s more a mud hut with a corrugated roof. There’s not many supplies here and the Labradorians won’t share any of their supplies so that’s the reason we have to make mud huts. I arrived at my families’ mud hut and I was greeted by my mum, Anne, “you’re late for dinner” my mum said so I sat at the table where my sister, Lucy, was tucking into some purple soup. Purple soup pretty much consists of purple tomatoes boiled, there are three tomato types, purple which are the most common and the cheapest to trade with, then you get the blue which is slightly rarer and more expensive because it’s slightly sweeter and finally there’s the red tomato which is the most expensive because of it’s rarity and sweetness. We were all at the table except dad, slurping our soup, my mum asking how our day was and to be honest it was pretty boring. I went to my bedroom and I went to bed.

I woke to the smell of purple soup which made my stomach churn after having had it for three weeks. I sat at the table slurping my purple soup listening to my sister rant on to my how much she wants to go to her “boyfriends” house which was music to my ears the thought of her being gone. I went out and waited for Angus to arrive so we could go hunting training together, theres three different training courses hunting, farming and crafting their all important but I always felt at home with a bow and arrow but I think Angus does it because I do. We were greeted by our trainer, Judas, “get your kit ready, I want to be out of here in five” Judas ordered, so we went out into the forest and split off into pairs to hunt for deers. “Hey Angus I see one” I whispered “cool, how many heads?” Angus asked “three, I think” I answered unsurely “i’m gonna go for it” so I loaded my arrow and pulled back my bow, just as I was about to pull the trigger a loud crack exploded my ears making all the birds inhabiting the forest take flight. Me and Angus turned round to see a dead deer lying upon the ground and then we saw five men holding metal contraptions so not knowing who they were we ducked and hid behind a fallen tree. “Do you think they saw us?” Angus asked “no, I don’t think so” I answered and as soon as I said that two muscular arms dragged both of us out from behind the tree “you’re coming with us” the man said.