4 elements
Air - space
A round table set in a cluttered dining room in an old
german style. The ceiling is wallpapered with handwritten notes about
Fibonacci's theories - makes it
magnitude of interpretations, food for thought, idiomatic and hermetic notions
that seem literally to fall down on the floor and table and foremostly heads of
the 4 sitting students who are having breakfast over text books of intricate
subject a mixture of 3 different languages and mixed science business.
Instead of talking about the subjects they discuss the
matters connected with what society wants from them, what they need to do in
order to steer away their dreams and aspirations.
Three of them talk without a grain of will to stop, just
using their tongues to express their frustrations.
The breakfast finishes when one of them, sitting until now
silently says - The stillness is where the dancing point is. Abrupt as it is -
they find it offensive and being angry with her - they leave the room, talking
all the books with them.
The scene ends with a focus on the ceiling. Invisible
fingers touch the calculations, lines, digits, notes on it.
Fire - confusion
A late night phone call from Rodos, a greek island.
Short talk between a surprised person and some man trying to
explain his offer in broken English.
The talk finishes and the woman who was received the phone call
sighs and develops a visible state of distraction thinking and visualising the
court case - the pictures are very vivid
and alive - are placed on her liver - as if they were projected with external
device.
The scene changes - driving cars - quite freely, no traffic
jams, driving through suburbs, the doors
open during the drive and out of the cars a magnitude of household gadgets
fall free out to the road multiplying like some kind of insects...Eventually
people driving the cars become the toy game consoles, sitting silently behind
the steering wheels, the movement stops. Everything falls silent.
Water - at Night
Walking around in unknown area, trying to find lost teeth
from the childhood, the persona remains unknown, we can see only his hands,
hear his breath.
Scrambling over the hedgerows, metal fences, barbed wire,
coffee shops windows.
Suddenly the teeth come to sight with a swift look - on the
flower bed in empty dark park - they shine in the night seeking the seeker.
He(?) feels not satisfied.
He was looking for something else, nervously strolling the
night blooming like a night flower.
Earth - Australian dreamtime
A group of aborigines sniffing gasoline and dancing in a
ceremony of cargo cult.
Endless dance of naked feet on a red dusty soil but without
any purpose, just for the sake of killing time.
The rock paintings are looking silently at the dancers, just
waiting, opening eyes.
The group of Wandijna creatures descends from the sky
and tries to talk but the dancers still
continue the dance.
Shift to another scene - Melbourne - lawyers lying dead on
the streets.
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