Mind of Movement & Movies

Part of my manic sort of attention deffest mind thrives on observing life and movement of people and their surroundings as if it were a movie. Maybe others can't connect with the feeling, but I get so excited when my windshield wipers sync to the rhythm of a song, or I hit a dip in the road just as a symbol crashes. Simple pleasures, but they brighten my day indeed. Being a dancer I used to mainly picture life as a musical, or music video but lately I've been viewing it in more of a cinematic standpoint. "People walk. Cold hallways. Heads Down Please. Why sure, society! I'll place my head down in obedience. Don't mind me. Don't mind my eyes that reach upwards to observe what you have to offer. I see you. You cannot hide from me. I can read you like a book with my head down so you don't suspect. Like a sleuth. OH! This is getting juicy... Tantalizing details that all too often are overlooked. You and your details tell me everything. The possibility that I know you better than you're own mother, father, and best mate is more than either of us would like to recognize. You see. I see. Your problem. And while most would sit back and enjoy the show, watch you crash and burn for entertainment- I cannot. I was not made that way. Though most of the time I wish I were. You see, sweet Je-amie, I cannot see your face but your cuts and bruises ring loud and clear. Knuckles red, scars fresher than makeup could cover. I wont meet you eye to eye. It will only cloud my judgment of the situation- like everyone elses view of you. No, I'm here for a greater purpose. Keep your haze. Give me your hand. Heads down please. We have work to be done." This is an idea based on concept for a movie to be shot using little to no faces only cinematic shots of body language and movement to illustrate what really is going on. The main premises is that the narrator/main character can read people's body language to a tee and helps people she runs across with depression, relationship, whatever types of problems. Well the narrator runs into Je-amie who she can instantly read as a major case who is bulimic, and cuts herself. All of the efforts of the narrator go to helping her out, Je-amie had been playing this game for a long time, hiding from people, not trusting anyone or letting them know the read her. The narrator persists- with extreme consequences resulting in it- I think that if I could make this movie exactly how I wanted to it would be mainly narration of her thoughts and processes but there would have to be some dialogue between her and je-amie at some points...