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Final Project: Sequential Recut

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Letter to the future: Sequential Recut Mateo Perez

Brainstorm: Remixing a comic book/graphic novel look at classic movies and re arrange cer- tain scenes similar to Kuleshov effect look at historical moments/stories (like the thanksgiving story) and re arrange the way it’s told to tell the truth or offer an al- ternate reality Re arrange childhood stories like Peter Pan, Where the Wild Things Are etc to make my own ending

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New Concept: Compile audio from different disney movies to create a new message. This message could address what it’s like to be growing up along with challenges along the way. I will add visual media that represents growth, and the concept of the universe and how big our universe is in contrast to who we are. In this new concept I used footage from a plant sprouting and growing. The stars moving across the night sky and Marvel’s The Watcher. I included the watcher since he oversees every- thing in the universe so it seemed fitting to add him in the project.

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About The Project: The history of my subject is based on the child- hood tales and stories that Disney has adapted into movies. These movies are always animat- ed and filled with adventures and magic to sup- port children’s imagination. The origin of most of these stories is quite often dark, take for example the Grimm’s Fairy Tales version of Cinderella or Snow White. In these versions, the ending isn’t so pretty and perfect and a lot of vulgar elements are included. By changing the narrative of these sto- ries or collecting different pieces from each tale to create a bigger narrative it would be another way to raise questions about our current society and our issues that we have. It would be another way to compare and contrast what we knew as a child and what we are facing or have to face as we grow and mature into this world. This would raise questions about the truth and things we hide to children while the original tale is also corrupted.

The voices speaking in my piece would be the well known characters from our childhood as they express and retell the story of our current state of reality. The voices from fairies and prin- cesses that were used to fuel our  young imag- inations would come back to talk about every- thing that has happened since we last interacted with them. These voices will still sound as sweet and comforting as we last remember but with a heavier and darker message to share with us. My target audience would be all of the children that grew up watching these movies and tales that are “grown up” now. I find it very interesting how society as a collective considers eighteen to be the age when a person is considered an adult and can make “adult decisions” when many of us still have so much to grow and learn about not only about ourselves but our world. In fact many so called adults still don’t know what they’re do- ing with their life and what is going on. Nobody really does. Nobody really understands life or how it works.

Some people just know how to improvise and work with what they have. But no one really knows the secret to life and happiness. I turned eighteen earlier this year and for the first few months I genuinely had no idea what to do with that information. What does being eighteen mean? I still feel like a child at times, and I don’t know what I’m doing. I still feel lost and wish I could just hide under a blanket and make every- thing go away. But that’s not my reality of how things work. We grow and we begin to see things differently, we can’t really understand everything but we do begin to comprehend some things bet- ter. Sometimes I still laugh like a child and find excitement and happiness in little simple stuff like a milkshake or the breeze of the wind in the spring. But then at times I know that I’m not a child anymore because I have left home and I’m looking for a blurry dream that who knows if I’ll ever catch or is worth all the time and effort.

I know I’m not a child when I have three dollars in my pocket and a hungry stomach, or when my fa- vorite ice cream won’t solve all of my problems. I of- ten wonder where does all that creativity and magic that we had as a child go? Some people are forced to sacrifice that gift early on while others eventual- ly lose it over time. I’ve seen and done too much to be considered a child but not enough to feel like an adult.


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