Fletcher’s Monologue/Back Story

You have no idea how hard it is being able to read people. I don’t mean like tell if someone’s upset or they’re hiding something, I mean READING someone. I suppose I should explain what that actually means, a lot of people would compare it to mind reading, but my “ability” is less about the mind and more about the physical gestures. I guess an example would be helpful. When people lie, there are some pretty common tells, but there are some microscopic things that people can’t see, well normal people. For instance, if someone is lying, I can tell you not only that they are lying, but why they lied and what the truth is. It could be in the way their pupils dilate on a certain word or phrase, or the way their hand rotates exactly 45 degrees to the right.

I work for a man called O’Shea, he was one of the first men “off the ship” as they say when they landed in New York. The Irish mafia has remained one of the best underground operations to exist out of New Whitney, it wasn’t my first choice of occupation you must understand, but a man with my talents can find a very easy life in crime. I began working when I was about 11 years old for myself, stealing sweets from O’Shea’s General Store, making money selling it on for a tiny profit at school. Not that I was a very educated guy, but had enough brains that making green now would mean I wouldn’t have too later. Eventually I got caught when he installed a hidden camera in the entrance to the store and the next time I came into to steal was taken off to the back room and given two choices; lose my fingers or join the family. And that’s where you come in.

My name is Fletch, and you’re my next victim. You don’t know that yet, well you sort of do, you’re trying to work out why I’m in your shop. I don’t exactly look like your usual clientele, hood drawn all the way over my head, sleeves rolled up and stained in something that by the way your gazing at it is ketchup but I assure you its blood. “Can I help you Sir” are the words that leave your mouth, they hang on the air a bit forming a physical sentence for me to examine. “Sir” was a courtesy that you personally didn’t want to give to me but you’ve been trained to treat everyone as if they’re going to buy the entire store. The words fade off and your face becomes clear again “I’m alright for now thank you” faking my best pretentious accent, anything to help my disguise my appearance until I’m ready to commit to a plan.

And then without realising it, you’ve given away your entire panic plan. Your hand is resting on a certain part of the table, whilst you move the rest of your body and sway slightly staring out the window, which one hand remains rooted in place. Panic button. No visible weapons behind the counter and given your slim build it’s unlikely you’ve got any sort of martial arts training.  The jewellery is beneath glass and judging by the way you hesitated to lean on it when I walked in shows me that it’s delicate, no need for too much force. They wanted to give me a gun but that felt…well it’s not my aesthetic. I walk over the counter and as your wry smile begins to form, I see your hand move further under the table, you try and cover it by pretending that you’re picking something up but the second your eyes are off me the Taser is sending you into spasms on the floor.

“Did you get it” O’Shea says, turning around from the front seat as I jump in the car and bring my hood down. The car’s engine revs and we pull away, a harmony of police sirens and shop alarms fill the street “Yeah, well I think so, this was the only one that fit the description you gave me”. I reach into my pockets and pull out the gold chains and put them into the fedora that is on the seat next to me, passing the broach over to him. You see it’s important to steal more than just you want otherwise it looks like you’ve gone for a specific reason, cover your footprints by doing a river dance. That iconic smile spreads over his lips, not a man known for being able to hide his emotions, a stifled life escapes his lips and he turns back around in the seat “I have no idea how you do it”.

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Idea

First drawing face

Inspiration

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David Lakeman

Male

26

Can read people, knows how what people are going to do before they do it, Sherlock like?

Thief- good, has advantage

Gets caught, uses it for good

Referred to as Lakeman.

Thief after 13 years police catch him, police have had something taken from them they want back, if he helps avoids jail and they have a cure- they’ve known and been interested in him for a while.

 

Style – Will Eisner

Detail

As my animation is getting close to finished I wanted to run through the ideas behind the animation.

In my animation I have included the Good Food’s channel colours (orange, red and yellow). I placed orange bags in the background, orange post it notes and a red a chopping board. It is also why I chose this specific kitchen. The lighting in the kitchen gave it orange tones already without me having to do anything.

evidence

I purposely shot in a kitchen as Good Food idents are, majority of the time, based around a kitchen, dinning room or eating. I felt that the kitchen was perfect as it’s where you prepare food.

I want the main focus to be on the peas and the pod. To achieve this I used depth of field to blur the background and slightly blur the foreground. This takes the attention away from the background allowing to to add to the piece rather than distract.

Finished Ident

It is done!

Before I start a small review of my work, this project has really made me understand frames and timings and how they translate into what is seen. It took me 3 days work to actually get something I was happy with. I got angry, upset and wanted to give up. Things just weren’t going my way. However, that behind me, I am very pleased with what has come out of this project. I am glad I pushed myself to do it.

Although I feel that the piece could be improved, I’m quite happy with it. It was my first ever attempt at stop motion and I didn’t have any software to help me. After doing this without any software like DragonFrame, I can definitely see the benefits of it. I think my animation would have greatly benefited from something like DragonFrame.

I didn’t quite stick to my story board. While creating the animation I realised I didn’t quite know how to achieve certain techniques and as I found ways to do them, I didn’t quite execute them well enough. This caused me to slightly change what happened during the animation.

One improvement I have had suggested to me was to make the left eye on the Pea Pod stand out more by giving it a white outline. I completely agree with this advice and if I’d had more time I would have done this for the final hand in, however this may be an improvement I do at a later date.

Overall I am happy with what I have produced. I think it’s pretty different to what the rest of the class has done. Although I think some bits need tweaking (mainly problems to do with timing/speed and more frames being needed) I think it’s a cute and tidy animation.

Now to lose all ability to animate over Easter.

Animatic thing

I need a clearer idea of what I was actually going to be taking photos of. So here’s an animatic that’s more just a rough animation…

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It feels like the beginning takes too long, while the end feels rushed. It takes 89 frames for the first pea to even appear. I think this needs to be faster.

In the actual animation I will definitely be focusing in on the peas and the pod. I didn’t mean to leave so much white space..oops…