28.02.2011

KAÇIŞ 1 / GETAWAY 1

Some are in the middle of the chaos, some are out...
And each one is the, though they live in the different times...

Mansion where blonde woman was born, and has lived...
And where her nanny never left her alone...
She fell of the stairs too much, when she was a little girl...

Everywhere he slept was the same, grey asphalts...
But underneath the street lights, that were behind this mansion,
was the most safe and the hottest for blond man.

Brown-haired woman was the happiest when she was called to this mansion.
Wasn't he the owner of this mansion who give her body the largest amount of money?

She watched everything that was going on, like a viewer.
There was no one in this town that didn't know the ginger-haired woman.

Swarthy man, to whom blonde woman told every memoir,
who informed from viewer, write their stories...

Now, the blonde woman is getting away.
Away from her mansion, her untrue past...

Brown-haired woman's happiness was just a lie.
She was running away although she doesn't know the way she will go.

His direction was definite.
The way that brown-haired woman went.
A safer, hotter life...

When she turns her head, blond man was there, in the pursuit her.
Although he knows, that she ignores him.

And ginger-heared woman took the last picture of this journey.

The getaway will go on, when the writer's pencil touches the paper...

GETAWAY -1-
COSTUME DESIGN: ESRA ŞENER
PHOTOGRAPHY: ESRA ŞENER
STORY: ESRA ŞENER
CHARACTERS: MERVE ŞEN
                            TUĞÇE KARAMUK
                          BÜŞRA KÖLMÜK
                     RIDVAN TUNA
                         SERHAT ARIKAN
                                     

1 yorum:

  1. Gerçek bir 'başlangıç' olmuş ve bir 'seri' habercisi. Bir ev ve insanlar, hayatlar, geçmiş ve gelecek. Hepsi bir arada.
    Açıklamaların ve hikaye akışının gayet iyi oluşturulduğunu söylemem gerek.
    Zannediyorum 'sarışın çocuk' hikayenin akışını değiştirecek hayalgücü, hırs ve kararlılığına sahip kişisi. 'Kumral kadın' ile 'sarışın kadın' iki uçlu bir mıknatısta sıkışmış ve yapabilecekleri tek şey ya kaçmak ya da gitmek gibi.

    'Hayat' gördüğümüz gibi değil. Sahip olduklarımız, aldıklarımız, verdiklerimiz, söylediklerimiz ve dinlediklerimiz gibi değil.
    'Hayat', sürekli halinden huzursuzluk duyma ve garip bir şekilde sürekli hissedilmekte olan 'birşeyleri değiştirme gayreti'.

    Sen de yaşamını değiştirmeye başladın en güzelinden.

    YanıtlaSil