Francesco Pedraglio
Scripting Anticlockwise
Part of DRAWN ONWARDan exchange project with Progetto Diogene (Turin, IT)
7 May – 4 June 2017
Thu-Sun, 14-18 hrs
FADE IN from BLACK (abruptly)
It´s not night yet, but it’s definitely not day anymore. The whole scene might be permeated with a faint yet detectable scent of wet paint. Outside: a light rain starts falling.
The voice-over:
imagine a series of abstract shapes. Picture each and every one of these shapes respectively containing a smaller and being contained by a larger one so that, when describing any of the aforementioned figures, you could already envisage the existence of both a predecessor and a successor. For instance…
Moving anti-clockwise (slowly):
a first man – maybe the protagonist of this story – starts talking about the making of a film around the idea of portraiture… a film where the main character – a second man, which happens to be the first man’s alter ego – ends up not appearing in front of the camera at all, obliging the first man to imagine how a portrait of an absent person might look like. To do so, the first man asks for the help of a third person, a photographer and an old-time friend of his. The solution is simple: to shoot the portrait of, let’s say, X and to do so through Y (with Y being absent), well, they would shoot through the eyes of Z who, by knowing X, could better picture the absent Y. Or more simply…
Reflective pause… then:
a group of men and women is invited to play “being actors” just by leaning against a wall of a gallery space during a performance. By doing so – as in: by “playing actors” – they play being the audience of that very same show. Finally…
Sparse signs of approval: someone is nodding, most stand still… a man yawns loudly:
finally two equal and equally independent alphabets. One, the first one, is the alphabet of the teller. It could be noisy and complicated. But it could also be extremely entertaining, or moving. The second is the alphabet of the wanderer. It’s silent and schematic, borderline childish, but it has the same drive as the instinct to cover up your face when fearing a hit. Now picture the two alphabets coexisting one in front of the other, as if mirrored. They both tell stories: a man or a honeybee or a chacma baboon or a spider-monkey or a woman or a group of people walking or running or leaning or sitting or standing still, as if dead, etcetera…
The voice-over stop speaking and silence fills the room. Someone is singing in the distance.
FADE to BLACK (slowly).Keep the scene going with the screen totally black (close your eyes!) Then:And one last time: CUT
