Survey feedback/ idea

Well after asking people what they thought t.v was missing all they could really tell me was what old shows they use to watch that are no longer being shown on t.v so taking this to mind ive realised that its going to be quite difficult to come up with a completely new idea so what ive decided to look at are a particular group of people that use to get a little show based around them and thats students and the show i am talking about is the young ones now taking the idea of using students but put them in a different set so rather than a sitcom i would like to do sort of like a hitch hickers guide to being the best student tips on how to safe money ad stll manage to go on holiday, i have a friend who is like a super student she manages to eat well yet still has spare cash to go to berlin for 5 days and she doesnt have a job.

The young ones- Aired in 1982-1984, "Four mis-matched university students share a house in North London: Neil, the hippy; Mike, the cool person; Rick, a would-be anarchist studying sociology; and Vyvyan, the punk medical student who is prone to extreme violence. Together with their bastard Russian landlord, the world of these "bachelor boys" is surreal and violent, but ultimately hilarious. Written byAlexander Lum <aj_lum@postoffice.utas.edu.au> " ( Taken from www.IMDB.com)

Hans Workshop.

Today we did a workshop with hans and ti was very intresting i got the chance to be a director and have a feel how it can be, still i job i wouldnt want to do full time but it was a good insight to what it is like, the workshop was very fun it sel cause i got to work with people i hadnt worked with before and i got to see how they work and how they see things it was good and i really enjoyed it.

Labyrinth/ Reble without a cause

One of my favourite films is Labyrinth with David Bowie, the reason i like this film is because i like the mix of puppets and real people and its that idea i would like to play with to create my own kinda of short film. It has a whole new world that we as film makers can play with.

Labyrinth- David Bowie singing a song from the film.














The other film I really like is (James Dean) Rebel without a cause, this film just proves you can show violence without actually sowing it they imply that something is going to happen, also it proves you dont need loads of bad language and violence to creat such an iconic film, this whole film just looks amazing the colours the characters everything about it just feels right. Its also a film that is timeless cause teenager are always since time started have been rebeling from their parents and they will carry on doing so.

Studio Unit.

For the studio unit ( formerly known as As live) i couldnt think of an idea to do so ive decided to ask people who watch tv what they would like to see on t.v and ask them questions such as what age they are, what genre of tv do they watch? what is t.v missing to draw people back to sitting down and watching it as a family?

My biggest goal i want to achieve is to find a show that will bring familys back around an acutal tv set rather than everyone watching things at different times. I feel a good show would bring a family together shows such as: Doctor Who, The simpsons, Merlin, Boy meets world and full house are to just name a few of the shows. ( list came from IMDB.com)

Time as moved on slightly from these older shows ( even thought Doctor Who is still very popular today) but other shows like Arrow, Supernatural and Dexter are becoming ever more popular, these shows have one thing in common and that action plus heros they fight the bad for the good and people sat at home wish they were these men.


Tv show Trailers:

Arrow.

Supernatural season eight trailer.

Dexter season seven trailer.

Rumpelstiltskin- Brothers Grimm.

Once there was a miller who was poor, but who had a beautiful daughter. Now it happened that he had to go and speak to the king, and in order to make himself appear important he said to him, "I have a daughter who can spin straw into gold."

     The king said to the miller, "That is an art which pleases me well, if your daughter is as clever as you say, bring her to-morrow to my palace, and I will put her to the test."

     And when the girl was brought to him he took her into a room which was quite full of straw, gave her a spinning-wheel and a reel, and said, "Now set to work, and if by to-morrow morning early you have not spun this straw into gold during the night, you must die."

     Thereupon he himself locked up the room, and left her in it alone. So there sat the poor miller's daughter, and for the life of her could not tell what to do, she had no idea how straw could be spun into gold, and she grew more and more frightened, until at last she began to weep.

     But all at once the door opened, and in came a little man, and said, "Good evening, mistress miller, why are you crying so?"

     "Alas," answered the girl, "I have to spin straw into gold, and I do not know how to do it."

     "What will you give me," said the manikin, "if I do it for you?"

     "My necklace," said the girl.

     The little man took the necklace, seated himself in front of the wheel, and whirr, whirr, whirr, three turns, and the reel was full, then he put another on, and whirr, whirr, whirr, three times round, and the second was full too. And so it went on until the morning, when all the straw was spun, and all the reels were full of gold.

     By daybreak the king was already there, and when he saw the gold he was astonished and delighted, but his heart became only more greedy. He had the miller's daughter taken into another room full of straw, which was much larger, and commanded her to spin that also in one night if she valued her life. The girl knew not how to help herself, and was crying, when the door opened again, and the little man appeared, and said, "What will you give me if I spin that straw into gold for you?"

     "The ring on my finger," answered the girl.

     The little man took the ring, again began to turn the wheel, and by morning had spun all the straw into glittering gold.

     The king rejoiced beyond measure at the sight, but still he had not gold enough, and he had the miller's daughter taken into a still larger room full of straw, and said, "You must spin this, too, in the course of this night, but if you succeed, you shall be my wife."

     Even if she be a miller's daughter, thought he, I could not find a richer wife in the whole world.

     When the girl was alone the manikin came again for the third time, and said, "What will you give me if I spin the straw for you this time also?"

     "I have nothing left that I could give," answered the girl.

     "Then promise me, if you should become queen, to give me your first child."

     Who knows whether that will ever happen, thought the miller's daughter, and, not knowing how else to help herself in this strait, she promised the manikin what he wanted, and for that he once more spun the straw into gold.

     And when the king came in the morning, and found all as he had wished, he took her in marriage, and the pretty miller's daughter became a queen.

    A year after, she brought a beautiful child into the world, and she never gave a thought to the manikin. But suddenly he came into her room, and said, "Now give me what you promised."

     The queen was horror-struck, and offered the manikin all the riches of the kingdom if he would leave her the child. But the manikin said, "No, something alive is dearer to me than all the treasures in the world."

     Then the queen began to lament and cry, so that the manikin pitied her.

     "I will give you three days, time," said he, "if by that time you find out my name, then shall you keep your child."

     So the queen thought the whole night of all the names that she had ever heard, and she sent a messenger over the country to inquire, far and wide, for any other names that there might be. When the manikin came the next day, she began with Caspar, Melchior, Balthazar, and said all the names she knew, one after another, but to every one the little man said, "That is not my name."

     On the second day she had inquiries made in the neighborhood as to the names of the people there, and she repeated to the manikin the most uncommon and curious. Perhaps your name is Shortribs, or Sheepshanks, or Laceleg, but he always answered, "That is not my name."

     On the third day the messenger came back again, and said, "I have not been able to find a single new name, but as I came to a high mountain at the end of the forest, where the fox and the hare bid each other good night, there I saw a little house, and before the house a fire was burning, and round about the fire quite a ridiculous little man was jumping, he hopped upon one leg, and shouted -

     'To-day I bake, to-morrow brew,

     the next I'll have the young queen's child.

     Ha, glad am I that no one knew

     that Rumpelstiltskin I am styled.'"

     You may imagine how glad the queen was when she heard the name. And when soon afterwards the little man came in, and asked, "Now, mistress queen, what is my name?"

     At first she said, "Is your name Conrad?"

     "No."

     "Is your name Harry?"

     "No."

     "Perhaps your name is Rumpelstiltskin?"

     "The devil has told you that! The devil has told you that," cried the little man, and in his anger he plunged his right foot so deep into the earth that his whole leg went in, and then in rage he pulled at his left leg so hard with both hands that he tore himself in two.

This would be the one story i wouldn't want to do as much but i picked it because its a story we don't see much of and it interested me as why we don't hear or see things really based on this story. 

The Ant and the Grasshopper

Once there lived an ant and a grasshopper in a grassy meadow.
All day long the ant would work hard, collecting grains of wheat from the farmer's field far away. She would hurry to the field every morning, as soon as it was light enough to see by, and toil back with a heavy grain of wheat balanced on her head. She would put the grain of wheat carefully away in her larder, and then hurry back to the field for another one. All day long she would work, without stop or rest, scurrying back and forth from the field, collecting the grains of wheat and storing them carefully in her larder.
The grasshopper would look at her and laugh. 'Why do you work so hard, dear ant?' he would say. 'Come, rest awhile, listen to my song. Summer is here, the days are long and bright. Why waste the sunshine in labour and toil?'
The ant would ignore him, and head bent, would just hurry to the field a little faster. This would make the grasshopper laugh even louder. 'What a silly little ant you are!' he would call after her. 'Come, come and dance with me! Forget about work! Enjoy the summer! Live a little!' And the grasshopper would hop away across the meadow, singing and dancing merrily.
Summer faded into autumn, and autumn turned into winter. The sun was hardly seen, and the days were short and grey, the nights long and dark. It became freezing cold, and snow began to fall.
The grasshopper didn't feel like singing any more. He was cold and hungry. He had nowhere to shelter from the snow, and nothing to eat. The meadow and the farmer's field were covered in snow, and there was no food to be had. 'Oh what shall I do? Where shall I go?' wailed the grasshopper. Suddenly he remembered the ant. 'Ah - I shall go to the ant and ask her for food and shelter!' declared the grasshopper, perking up. So off he went to the ant's house and knocked at her door. 'Hello ant!' he cried cheerfully. 'Here I am, to sing for you, as I warm myself by your fire, while you get me some food from that larder of yours!'
The ant looked at the grasshopper and said, 'All summer long I worked hard while you made fun of me, and sang and danced. You should have thought of winter then! Find somewhere else to sing, grasshopper! There is no warmth or food for you here!' And the ant shut the door in the grasshopper's face.

It is wise to worry about tomorrow today.

This story i really like its kind of how i like to see people should live their lives by. This is a story that is timeless so adapting it today i could use what is going on around us today for example so many of us do things based on impulse if its something from buying a new top or to do something more extreme that we don't really worry how that impulse will effect tomorrow in a sense of maybe over spending money or making the wrong decision, we can use an example of a person picking their boyfriend over their friends and forgetting about them until its over and they end up with themselves. I feel I would like to use the example of some one picking a boyfriend or a girlfriend over their friends. 

Tim Burton- Story Ideas

Vincent- The reason i picked this small story, was because i quite liked the idea of a child imagination, and that mystical place they create and bring that world to life, and they are the master almost like a ring master in a circus full of madness and chaos.

 








Voodoo Girl- The reason I picked this poem is in a quirky way its a obsession with men to a certain woman who in their eyes the most beautiful woman they have ever seen, and the needles will represent her one true love and the months she will be away from him to show this is  a film it will be a picture of him on her heart.




Stick boy and match girl in love- This is another story that can be seen as a forbidden love sort like romeo and juliet but cause its a tim burton film i can twist it more and keep it dark, In the short story the match girl sets the stick boy on fire this could symbolise hate between them or their passion for each other.








A part of me wants to stay true to burtons dark image he has created for his characters or if i want to spin it off and make his characters the complete opposite, and make his characters all light and normal with a dark secret so that i have the contrast of his normal characters but still have an essence of Tim in them.