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Composition

 

Filmmaking is a visual medium, and, as such the director relies heavily upon the technique of composition in order to communicate features such as narrative, mood and setting. Composition, “the arrangement of objects within the frame – their balance and tensions” (Asher, 1999, p. 215) encompasses shot size, positioning, angle, focus, thirds and leading lines all of which allow the director to opt away from a dialogue heavy style of filmmaking.

 

 Shot size refers to how much of the scene is captured within the frame. As Katz (1991) states, the “universal units of composition are the long shot, the medium shot and the close up” (p121). Each of these compositional sizes denotes something about character, location, mood or narrative. For example, the long shot in Figure 1 allows director, Tim Burton to express a lot about the setting, showing a stylised world which was once glorious but has now descended into ruins. Further, the tightness of a shot also portrays much about character without having to resort to dialogue or music. As a general rule, the more a character fills the frame, the more power they wield, as they dominate our view. The reverse of this also applies: a wide shot makes the character appear small denoting their insignificance within the environment. Again this is seen in Figure 1, as Peg, the Avon lady enters the foreign, menacing world of Edward’s home. Additionally, close shots generally show intimacy, whilst long shots show emotional isolation. The coupling of shot size and the placement of actors within the frame speaks volumes about the relationships between the two characters. This can be seen in Figure 2. The characters in Ray Lawrence’s Lantana (2001) are emotionally close, and hence both the framing is tight and the actors are physically close to each other.

 

A secondary aspect of composition is focus. In films focus can be used in two ways, one is to help carry the narrative, rather than relying on dialogue, and secondly as a device denoting aspects of character. As Katz (1991) states our “attention may be shifted by moving the area of focus from a far to a near subject” (p. 234). In doing this, the director succeeds in “shifting the audience attention” (Asher, 1990, p.219) from one area of frame to another, forcing us to realise or take notice of something, hence progressing the narrative. Figure 3 demonstrates this, as we focus, not on the foreground but what is in the character’s hand. Focus may also be used to help portray character. For example having a subject in the mid-ground in focus but objects in the foreground out of focus, the director gives the feeling that not all is how it seems, and demonstrates a character’s mysterious behaviour. This is clearly in Figure 4 from the Edgerton Brother’s film, The Square (2008).

 

Angle is another technique that the director uses in visual storytelling. Many angles are regarded as only possessing one connotation. For example a low angle demonstrates power whilst a high angle shows insignificance. These angles and their connotations may be employed to “confirm or deny the audiences expectations” (Asher, 1990, p.216). Katz (1991) furthers this fact, pointing out that, “by themselves camera angles have no meaning” (p.239) and that these readings are only valid in certain contexts. In saying this, a low angle shot seen in Figure 5 does place Anton in a dominant position and hence we view how the director uses angle to communicate character, mood and narrative without resorting to dialogue.

 

Other compositional elements that the director may exploit are the rule of thirds and lines of sight. The rule of thirds is a rough compositional guide that aids in creating a more dynamic frame by positioning the points of interest “one third of the screen width from either side or one third the screen height from bottom or top” (Asher, 1990, p.216). By composing the shot in this way directors are able to create a sense of balance. Furthermore, by subverting the rule of thirds directors can create a mood of distortion. Such an unbalance can be seen in figure 6 where the rule of thirds has not been adhered to and as such even more focus is drawn to the cat. The use of leading lines is also a key tool of visual communication. By composing a shot with lines moving through the frame, the director draws “the viewer’s attention to one or more intended subjects or a single focal point.” (Bernatowicz, 2005). This can be seen in figures 7 and 8 where the viewers eyesight follows the railing and the road that pass through the shot. Doing this forces the viewer to notice both setting and key elements essential for narrative progression.

 

Directors do not need to rely on dialouge, sound or music to communicate elements of  character, narrative, mood or setting. Rather, the employment of compositional techniques of shot size, positioning, angle, focus, thirds and leading lines will imply all these elements instead.

 

 

 

 

 

References:

Asher, S. Pincus, E. 1999, The Filmmakers Handbook, Revised edn, Plume, USA.

 

Bernatowicz, J.M., 2006, Leading Lines, Photography Tips,viewed 22nd October, 2008 http://www.photips.com/photography-tips/leading-lines.html

 

Edward Scissorhands, 1990, Motion Picture, Twentieth Century Fox, USA

 

Katz, S.D. 1991, Film Directing – Shot by Shot, Michael Wiese Productions, USA

 

Lantana, 2001, Motion Picture, AFFC, Australia

 

No Country For Old Men, 2007, Motion Picture, Paramount Vantage, USA

 

The Square, 2008, Motion Picture, AFFC, Australia

 

 

 

 

Appendix

The Jump

 

I DID IT!

 

Despite the poor weather today, we went ahead with our scheduled dive. I was incredibly nervous today when I woke up and I didn’t sleep very well last night, but once I was in the car and on my way I calmed down. I couldn’t really think of the dive itself, and worried mostly about the weather and if the rain would prevent me from even getting into a plane. Claire and the kids reassured me and we when arrived at Sydney Skydivers, under an hours drive from my place, the weather had cleared up.

 

There was already a small crowd there when I arrived. Friends, some family, the photographer from the Cancer Council and some film cameras all there to catch the action. Andrew Penman, the Cancer Council’s CEO, and his family even turned up. After greeting and talking to them all, I nervously got changed and had my safety briefing from a lovely chap named Simon, who would be my diving instructor, and would jump out with me at 14,000 feet. He had never had someone as old as I was jump with him so he was very excited.

 

The training took a while but once I had my bright red jump suit on I was ready to go. It felt like such a long time, walking out to the small plane on the tarmac. My heart began to beat wildly as we took off, and I looked over to Simon who laughed and smiled back, I must have been looking rather frightened. The trip up in the plane actually became quite relaxing. You could look out the front window and see the mountains through the clouds. Despite the loud drone of the engines it was quite peaceful, then I remembered I’d soon be jumping out of this peace and would be plummeting towards the earth, naturally my stomach sank.

 

Suddenly, Simon grabbed my attention, and gave me the signal it was time to get ready. He attached himself to me, and we shuffled towards the door. He opened it and for the first time I felt the gusting wind of altitude blow against my face. My heart began to beat so fast I’m sure Simon could feel it’s pulsations. I looked out and down, the clouds that had covered the sky this morning had disappeared and the ground far below was visible. All of a sudden I was intoxicated with adrenaline. “Three, two, one” Simon screamed from behind me and before I knew it we were out, leaving the small plane far up above us. We free fell for only a minute, but the experience was overwhelming. It was hard to take it all it, the rush of the air in your ears and the vision of a blurry green mass hurtling towards you. Simon pulled the cord and the parachute opened, it caught the air and our descent slowed considerably. It was now that I had a chance to absorb it all, the view was magnificent, I could see for miles, the mountains on one side, the coast line on the other, and even Sydney, I could see the buildings of the city in the distance. It was beautiful.

 

The landing was the most difficult part and admittedly the most painful part, however with Simon’s expertise we landed safely – although with a thud. Claire and the grandkids ran over and hugged me, well actually they helped me stand up straight. My legs were wobbly for some time after the dive, but Simon assured me it was normal, and advised me to sit down. He said it was the result of an adrenalin overload!

 

I had to do some interviews for local newspapers which was exciting and the photographer, Margaret, I think her name was, took a lot of photos and said she’d email them to me, so I’ll put them up once I receive them. We all had a spot of lunch while I recovered and then I had the honour of presenting my check (we had a novelty one made up – Rob’s idea) to Mr. Penman. In total we raised $10,403 and he said the Cancer Council was most appreciative. I must now take this opportunity to thank each and every one of you who either donated or sent messages of encouragement. Your support throughout this process has inspired me and we have come up with a fantastic result for the Cancer Council who do great work.

 

This experience has been a great one. Although I have been around for almost eighty years, I am amazed that I am still learning new things about myself. This has proven to me that I can do unimaginable things, that I am strong willed and can overcome situations that appear daunting. I am so glad that Claire sent me that email which inspired me to go skydiving. Although some see it as a crazy thing to do I view it as a challenge that I set myself, a challenge I think I have successfully completed. So to everyone who has helped me along this path, thank you very much.

 

Keep an eye on the space to see what ‘absurd’ thing I do next, because you can be assured that now I have had another taste of that adrenaline – I want it all over again.

 

Until next time,

Geraldine.

Delightful Dinner

Last night was a blast. There was over 250 people at that dinner and the whole room was filled with a buzz of excitement id never felt before. There were television cameras and photographers snapping away at smiling faces all around the room. The dinner took place in one of the function rooms at the stadium in Sydney Olympic Park, a lovely spot.

 

The dinner was enormous, and so it was lucky that I hadn’t eaten something before I had left. I had chicken with a creamy mushroom sauce for mains and then a chocolate pudding with running chocolate on the inside. The dessert was to die for, when you broke the chocolate cake outside, the runny, melted chocolate on the inside began to trickle out onto the plate like lava down the side of a volcano. It was magnificent, something I’m sure Neville could whip up if he was given the time. 

 

I didn’t recognise any of the celebrities there, but I don’t watch much television these days. Claire recognised some of them, she told me there were some members of the Australian Cricket team and a few of the morning program hosts milling around. When Claire told Rob about the cricketers, and had identified them he was terribly upset that we hadn’t gotten an autograph for him.

 

There were presentations and speeches before and between courses. Some of them I must admit were a bit boring but there was some very interesting stories from those who had been through lung cancer, those who were trying to find a cure and those, like me who were raising money to fund fantastic charities like the Cancer Council. After the main meal, the Cancer Council CEO Andrew Penman, brought me up on stage to tell my story and asked me questions about the fundraising I was doing. I told him all about my dive coming up in two days. The audience laughed and some were shocked that a woman of my age was even considering doing such a thing, however after I had my time on the stage, several people from the crowd came over to donate money, very generous. I was very nervous when I was talking in front of everyone, I thought I had made a fool of myself being so nervous but Claire said I talked fine.

 

I talked to many people last night. However, one individual really stood out for me. 68 year old Lawrence Grindlock was a wonderfully inspiring man. I talked to him for some time and his story fascinated me. He is a lung cancer survivor, whose wife died several years ago and is now alone, so there are obvious parallels between us. We talked for a long time, Lawrence questions everything in his world, an intriguing characteristic, which gives him a unique outlook on life. He taught me to look at my situation a different way, I wont go into details here, which only inspired me further for the jump on Sunday. I told him about this blog and he was very excited, he keeps one too and so hopefully through this we will be able to keep in contact. Here is his blog, its a very insightful read http://dragonsandunicorns.wordpress.com/

 

In other exciting news, thanks to the donations from last night we have raised $5160, which means personal sponsorships last night equalled $503 – an amazing sum. Even more exciting I received a phone call this morning from one of the attendees of last night’s dinner, Mr Sean Newton, the Director of National Operations for McDonalds here in Australia. After hearing me talk last night at the function he arranged for McDonalds to match, dollar for dollar, however much I raise. This means that at the least I will be donating an enormous $10,320 to the Cancer Council! The news was overwhelming, im still struggling to comprehend it. I called Claire straight away to tell her the news

 

The ladies at Vinnies today are going to be over the moon when I tell them. Only two sleeps to go until the jump. The nerves are building.

Dinner and Dresses

Well I am almost off to the Cancer Council’s Annual Lung Cancer Awareness Dinner. I am nervous. They said that the wanted to get me up on stage and ask me questions about my fundraising. I always get awfully nervous when I have to talk in front of large audiences. Graham was always good at it though, he gave the most wonderful speech at Claire’s wedding, whilst I just sat, frozen, still.

 

I tried to write some poetry today after I had been to lawn bowls but I just couldn’t get anything down, I think it was the nerves about tonight. At the moment we have raised $4,657, thanks to a few very generous donations from some local businesses including a handsome $300 donation from the bowls club today, that was very nice of them. They are such a lovely bunch up there.

 

It took me a while to decide what to wear. Claire is coming with me tonight so she helped me pick out a long, dark blue dress, not one of these short dresses that I see a lot of the young girls going around in these days. Mine is nothing flash, but it suits the occasion. I’m wearing some of my mother’s jewellery she gave me many years ago, a necklace and bracelet that I hope to pass onto Claire one day. Oh, they aren’t worth all that much, but there is something sentimental about them.  

 

Im beginning to get a bit hungry if truth be told, I very rarely eat this late but I don’t want to spoil my appetite before the big dinner tonight.

 

I’ll let you all know how it goes, and thank you to all who have sponsored me so far. I would like to raise more than $5000 before Sunday!  

 

Till then.

Uplifting Invite

Father’s Day dinner was delightful. Claire had made a creamy pumpkin soup (Tom’s favourite). I had felt a bit down on Sunday morning but being around that dinner table really brightened my spirits. Sadly however, my high spirits didn’t last long and by Monday I was not feeling very well again. I didn’t go out at all, and basically spent the whole day reading my new Colridge collection. I’m not so sure why I am feeling like this. I should be excited about the dive coming up but on Monday I just wasn’t enthused at all.

 

An invitation came my way this morning. The Cancer Council called to invite me to their Annual Lung Cancer Awareness Dinner that is on this Thursday. They apologised about the short notice but said they’d love to have me there as an example of an exciting fundraising campaign. I was honoured to be invited and the news really lifted my spirits. The lady from the Cancer Council, I’ve forgotten her name at the moment, said that there will be all sorts of celebrities, and sporting stars there. I’m not sure if I will recognise any of them though.

 

I will have to find something to wear I suppose.     

Baking Blues

It is father’s day today. This morning I went to church and then stopped by Rockwood Anglican Cemetery where Graham was buried. I go there every father’s day, just to see him, to thank him for being such a fantastic husband and father, and to tell him that I miss him. I left him flowers.

 

I am not going to play tennis today. I don’t feel up to it, perhaps it was the emotion of going to see Graham or the bad weather over the last few days, I don’t know. I am going to go to Claire’s house for dinner tonight. I started making those brownies before. I can’t seem to get them right; they were either too sticky or too dry. I got upset by it all, and threw most of them out. I went and had a lie down and perhaps I’ll go out and by some more ingredients later to make another batch. Hopefully this one will work. If it doesn’t I’ll have to go empty handed to dinner tonight.

 

I’m going to go back to bed now. Its finally sunny, but I don’t feel like sitting outside soaking up the warmth. I’d rather be inside, wrapped in a blanket with the curtains drawn. That’s just what today is like.

It is father’s day on Sunday and every year we have a dinner at Claire’s house to celebrate. The grandchildren would give presents to Tom and Claire would always get something small for Graham, socks or something. Eventually it became a joke that he would receive socks, so one year Claire bought him shoes, just for a change. Even though Graham is no longer here we have continued on the tradition. So I have searched the Internet for a new recipe for chocolate brownies. I had one years ago but it seems to have gotten lost in the madness that is my recipe books. This one here sounded nice, http://www.cadbury.com.au/sites/cadbury/index.php?pageId=165, I think it’s the addition of dark Cadbury chocolate that makes my mouth water even more just looking at the photos on the site. I shall make them on the weekend and take them for dessert.

 

On another note, I thank you all who have been sending me emails and letters of encouragement and admiration over the last few days. Your support, in the form of prayers, well wishes and donations have all been much appreciated. At first when the Cancer Council asked me how much I aimed to raise I had no idea, but already we have neared $2440 in only a week, an amazing achievement. It has been really great to catch up with old friends who I haven’t seen in a long while, who have made the effort to stop by Vinnies or my home and drop off a donation. It makes me feel so excited and joyous that so many people have come out of the woodwork to support such a worthy cause. It really shows how caring we can be, but I cannot wait to see the day that such compassion and kindness is a daily occurrence in our world.  

 

Please keep the good spirit coming.

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