John Oak Dalton

"Not 'Hollywood Independent' - writer John Oak Dalton is the real Real Thing." --Cinema Minima."Very weird and unpopular b-movies and comics."--Blogalicious. "After watching the film I am left to wonder if he had some childhood trauma he is not telling us about."--IMDB user review. "Screenwriter John Oak Dalton wanted to be in Hollywood. Instead, he's in the rustic kitchen above the Germania General Store, stirring a pot of boiling hot dogs." --The Harrisburg Patriot-News.

Tuesday, March 30, 2004

Onde Anda O Meu Amour

I've fielded a couple of emails about RING OF THE SORCERESS, surprisingly enough, so I'll try to post it more steadily. Today, stop-motion monsters.

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EXT. DEEP WOODS (CLEARING)-- CONTINUOUS
The pair enter a clearing dappled in long shadows. Peryl sits down wearily on a log.
SHADOW
What's wrong?
PERYL
You may not need sleep or food, shadow, but I am sorely needing both. I had hoped to secure some passing game.
Suddenly, Shadow grabs his head and lets loose a low MOAN.
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EXT. WOODS (CLEARING) -- MORNING
Fast, blurry cuts through Shadow's eyes feature a hand grasping a crossbow, and an arrow flying through the air. The TWANG and WHOOSH of the crossbow is heard again and again.
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EXT. DEEP WOODS (CLEARING) -- CONTINUOUS
Shadow is grasping at his chest. He comes out of the strong vision and looks around.
PERYL
What is it?
SHADOW
I know not. This clearing reminded me of something...somewhere.
(beat)
I will catch some game for you.
Shadow squints and scans the forest. He sees a slight movement to the side, and a rustle of bushes. He unsheathes his sword and leaves Peryl seated.
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EXT. DEEP WOODS -- LATER
Shadow is tracking something SNUFFLING in the forest. He is creeping closer, closer...
Suddenly, a good-sized, multi-fanged, heavy-scaled lizard bursts from the brush and lets out a ROAR. Shadow stabs at it several times, then bursts out running.
The lizard is in hot pursuit.
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EXT. DEEP WOODS (CLEARING)-- CONTINUOUS
In the distance, Peryl's attention is draw to the noise.
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EXT. DEEP WOODS -- CONTINUOUS
Shadow looks back over his shoulder as the lizard closes. Suddenly, the trees above the lizard part, and a giant lizard head dives down and plucks the smaller, tasty-looking lizard right from the ground.
Shadow stops dead and looks on with amazement.
The giant lizard swallows the smaller in one, two, three gulps, then turns and ambles away, taking no notice of the tiny swordsman.
Shadow expels a long breath and makes his way back to Peryl.
EXT. DEEP WOODS (CLEARING) -- MOMENTS LATER
Peryl stands up from her perch and looks curiously at Shadow.
SHADOW
I fear you'll have to look for roots and berries.
Shadow brushes past her without another word, as a question dies on her lips.
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