creative ideas for short film Psyche
location: asylum or abandoned asylum.
creative concept: young girl is diagnosed with schizophrenia after thinking the Hells Angels of Los Angeles were following her through LA. She is a young filmmaker, paranoid. Concept of this short is to capture the real story of delusion that is caused by schizophrenia as the creativity of the brain screams out when the girl is taken to asylum for the first time and believes she is still sane.
each scene in this short is a "revolution to the girl that feels in paranoia that the doctors work for the government or hells angels and want her dead for finding drug locations in Los Angeles." the girl is extremely angry and uses mocking nature to express her pains.
narration "you lose yourself. white room.
lose yourself in the confusion
lose yourself in the sadness of those sheets
all the misfortune
no gradure
lose yourself in memories
playing music in your head
lose yourself
the girl is in her all white room, white floor, white bed and sheets, white bathroom, white dressor, white sink, and white shower.
she is laying in bed playing with a plastic white fork in front of her eyes. her legs start to tremble with muscle spasms, then her arms, and tremors find her hands. she quietly begins to cry lightly. her body is shaking on the bed and arms and hands begin to contorte.
she lifts her hands to watch the tremors, and realizes she has no control of the muscles of her body. she sits up and her arms begin to twitch without control, and sometimes sharp movement (modern dance with twitching).
her face is changing to strong anger as she loses control of her mouth muscles. her mouth extends all the way open and as she cries she cannot control the jaw. it continues to contort while her body twitches and tremors.
she stands up and the body stops tremoring momentarily. music is gradually becoming more emotional. then she steps firmly and slow with each step the tremors come back.
her entire body is shaking as the doctor yells, "meds!!!"
she can barely move. her mouth is drooling and eyes are dark. she is trembling towards the door to walk down a long hall.
she is reaching for the hall as her body in shaking fits falls into the wall and she catches herself. she continues down the hall slowly drooped over and arms twitching concontrollably.
doctors line the hall on both sides and watch as she walks down the hall almost tripping over heself and drooling firecly. very dark agressive eyes as she lifts her head to mock the doctors with her mouth in extreme faces with her mouth showing exajerated pain of the jaw.
falling into the doctors she loses conciousness for a mintue while they drag her down the hall towards the medication office. she regains conciousness towards the door of the medication office as the doctors stand her up. she is biting her tongue in fits of seizure and drool. she is looking down. the doctor hands her a palm full of pills fifty or so.
she grabs the pills and puts all of them in her mouth and wakes up suddenly enraged. she angry chews and drools out all the pills while aggressively looking at the doctor she pushes the pills out of her mouth with her tongue. the doctors grab her arms as her body trembles. they drag her into the dining area to eat dinner.
the doctors almost throw her into the chair and wheel in a rack of dinners. people begin to sit around her with dinners. they all her name six people in and she stands to grab her dinner shaking. she barely able to sit up is handed a plastic fork and spoon.
dinner is fish sticks tartare sauce, cottage cheese and fruit cocktail, and french fries with catchup and mustard.
se takes the fish stick and smashes it with her hand on to the table and takes another and shoves it into her mouth, chewing wildly. she puts a spoon full of cocktail in her mouth and tongues it drooling out.
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scene 1
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the girl is in her all white room, white floor, white bed and sheets, white bathroom, white dressor, white sink, and white shower.
narrator: you could never convince me that I
was schizophrenic. the idea was oppressive,
torture.
narrator: the all white
room seemed like murder, an overdose, the doctors had injected, and the contents of sideaffects from the bottle were real after only a few minutes.
she is laying in bed playing with a plastic white fork in front of her eyes. her legs start to tremble with muscle spasms, then her arms, and tremors find her hands. she quietly begins to cry lightly. her body is shaking on the bed and arms and hands begin to contort
narrator: of course they noticed when in revolution against the doctors diagnosis I spit all the pills in the toilet.
nurse: we have the legal right to inject you.
narrator: there was no control. the body did what it wanted.
she lifts her hands to watch the tremors, and realizes she has no control of the muscles of her body. she sits up and her arms begin to twitch without control, and sometimes sharp movement (modern dance with twitching
her face is changing to strong anger as she loses control of her mouth muscles. her mouth extends all the way open and as she cries she cannot control the jaw. it continues to contort while her body twitches and tremors
she stands up and the body stops tremoring momentarily. music is gradually becoming more emotional. then she steps firmly and slow with each step the tremors come back.
nurse: Rochelle! Dinner!!
her entire body is shaking as the doctor yells, "meds!!!"
she can barely move. her mouth is drooling and eyes are dark. she is trembling towards the door to walk down a long hall.
doctor: MEDS!!