Is everything not what we see and only one dream within a dream seem?
Because I absolutely wanted to take this subtitle, he stands here. Edgar Allan Poe has put the question and because I am a fan of his creepy stories, I dedicate a part of my stories to him.
Experimental - I also understand by it: there I mix sometimes the history around a film which one could turn fictitiously with the construction of a screenplay as I would write him. Frame action forms follower: Two men talk about who could take over of which both roles. The year is as fictive, but, perhaps, emergent resemblances to still living people are not wanted neither by chance yet. What is, by the way, a parody? Could one call this story with good conscience so? I mean here only the positive factors, because would mock I neither living persons nor dead people.
Theatre in London - camera journey to one of the open high windows,
Man withdraws from the window in the room.
Scene place time of day
1 INSIDE - space in the theatre - MEET
RALF the gigantic mirror, stands before the chest of drawers, on the
Man props himself up a little bit exhausted, it was an end of the image and he
with something again not contently, although it, actually, no reason
for doubt would give. It was not the text, rather his facial play, to him
imperfectly his play almost everyday seems as imperfect as he
feels. Dangerous sensation for an actor, because:
nobody is perfect.
Voice of the narrator off-screen
"And again an evening in the view which begin maybe boringly
would be able, comes to an end boringly and the night Ralf also does not position himself
intoxicating and interesting before, has to like he finds no reason.
Something loads him, he does not know how to arrange it exactly and, as usual,
if he exactly cannot grasp a little bit, uncontrollable fury packs him
(the narrator speaks, while the camera to himself always
more on the face of the man concentrated, to only his eyes
in the picture are. Camera shows the eyes of the man, to itself down
incline, he shakes annoyingly the head, reaches behind himself and wants one
grinning stone divinity (Loki) in the mirror smash, when it
(eases about the disturbance)
"Always only in...!"
Door opens a little bit too carefully which peeps head one of his employees
almost anxiously out.
"May I really interfere?"
Ralf smiles very peculiarly, cheerfully also almost irritated by the excessive one
Care, cautiousness him surrounding without turning round he waves to him
Employee to himself.
"What is then thus important?"
" There a person means you of what interesting to have to inform."
Ralf makes only briefly surprised his grimace, he is too tired, around now a lot
to want to know.
" Lot already, man: is this person there personally or what?"
Employee shakes nervously the head, hands over a package to him, wants to go.
Ralf would have detained him, however, deals internally already with the package and
asks itself what there who allowed to block. Then he recognises by the writing the sender
and be improved delighted smiling drawn face, he knows, who
turns to him.
Ralf goes together with package to the table, sits down before it and the camera shows one
Moment ago, as the hands of the man tear off the packaging, 2 folders
finally, lie before the actor, a letter strikes him, this stuck up to now
between both folders. Ralf opens first the letter and reads. It sounds
the voice of a woman off-screen, that woman who sent the package.
OUT OF VISION Voice of the woman, as Ralf perceives them in his thought
"Dear Ralf, is quite quite long, since I turned to the last spot to you,
would be thanked warmly for the correspondence from the heights of the fame - you know,
how I mean it: rather mockingly, because possibly you are not to be envied, where you him
every day can see official or has to go. And I am too much a woman, around myself
to be able to introduce, like the amicable feelings of a man, how you one
is look if you look at him. Is though itself actor and still he trusts you so much that he leaves
the choice to you what he could play as a next one?
Of course I turn to you and not to him, he would only think, it would go for me
around a-Pardon - ridiculous autograph. Why a man with thus to one
insignificant wish bother. Writing does not state this what expresses his face,
this is more than I can write down now on the quickness. Forgive to me means
suppressed romance, you are surely often a witness, how many female fan his
Nearness search, a nearness which can be frightening. Now, however, to the questions,
which you to me had, supposes, they come, actually, from him, if he sometimes only
honest answer wants to have, neither abusive nor flattering (we Germans
call with pleasure arse-bootlicking, and I have read sometimes, that he very well fun
has in crude expressions, interruptions during interviews says there too much from.)
should come along: asks you and knows from his deepest inside: the answers
can come only from a woman who is happily in another respect and
has only him as an actor before eyes and not, primarily, the man. See me
off the shown events and has me during the last 3 months only surprise
are able. Would like to call to you different examples where I accept, he would become
maybe shake the head. I would never write that I love him. Remember
to one of my poems in which I turn to other women, in which I
in my kind the word love takes apart, it means for me, actually, a little
to nothing at all, because the word love one has too often stepped in the dirt, you know
what I mean. Examples with the help of the films in which I saw him up to now and I call
to you also immediately reasons, why I just see a film under no circumstances
"The woman is entitled in narrow contact with Ralf whom you trust, them point-blank
understand gives how she is in habit to see his employer."
Ralf rises, cooks to himself a coffee and this time sits down on the wide sofa.
Although the eyes threaten to close to him over and over again, actually, he would become with
pleasure him Letter read to an end.
Out of vision voice of the letter writer
"I hope, now you do not try to read the letter on one day. I also have to me
on several days of time for the writing taken and you knows, how with pleasure I
write, the screenplay scenes go for me by far heavier from the hand than you think.
Already wanted to ask you: take to you my book and write itself the screenplay, if
he would like to have it absolutely. The figure of the Vinc interests him burning? Would become
however, mean: he would have to increase to weight and a little bit more in muscle mass, so
if I went off either to want to see him as a Vinc, or for him especially this
Appearance of the Vinc change. What will be exceptionally difficult for me, how you
knows, I have developed a weakness for V. (type from remake “The cell), and have myself
later surprises how he changed from the face and from the body. But R. should act
or leave what he wants. Vinc against R.wobei you yourself could be this Ralf, how to me
it occurred. I had written Ralf because I read to the names Ralph just in such a way, as he him
may hear not really. And my headstrong kind would do him to the rage,
therefore, he must not find out zuviele details from just this letter, promise it to me.
Now to the films, remake has: Nevertheless, "Spider" (are 20 years since the original!) yet
cannot see, but already few scenes from the trailers and the cuttings with Youtube have caused
that I have howled like a castle dog and it was no releasing howl, he comes along so
wretchedly that I automatically asked myself: “What is if it goes for him privately as
rottenly.” Does a fan feel in such a way, may he feel so? I had to ascertain - in forums - that
there are fans, rather strangely write . Certainly: though they want to seem to be everybody no
child of him, however, far away them not. If such a fan must be, I want to be furthermore an
only neutral viewer and you may suppose that I must be though occasionally a feeling woman,
however, if I films considers, I say myself behind: “Now, was only played and it felt well, very
well.” Also the so-called flops have not interested me up to now yet, sends me please the "bird",
the first film should have been with him, then I will inform you how much heart pain there
perhaps was necessary or how much almost not enough.
INSIDE - space in the theatre - late afternoon
"I will purely maybe stretch the whole letter in the course of the evening."
He rises, takes the letter, however, leaves both folders, this extinguishes
Light and draws in the anteroom his coat, goes with a taxi home
3 INSIDE - ROOM - EVENING
"Though Ralf had already supposed of the more often, that to have them the 2nd face
seems, but he had to be persuaded only painfully of it, when they
predicted: ”If he wants to succeed in this film, he had to do him differently
play.” Ralf knew, if to himself Ralph van den Bergen first of all in a certain kind of her
Representation virtually had "scored", one might not interrupt him, besides
and what had happened? Exactly this film became a such flop, that R.
no need had to express itself in addition before the press, but R. would have to him nobody
Word believed if he had drivelled what of a warning R. did not stand with
still he believed some minds in connection in extrasensory, very much to
Grief beings for Ralf who always suffered with, when R. just no real success
Ralf trims, when he after the dinner folder and the letter with to himself in the bed
wanted to take, to his preferential place for reading of all kind. Dung, he had that
So he closes himself the 2nd time on the way in the theatre, enters his space,
to him, however, also R. Admission has. And, unfortunately, there is Ralph van den Bergen.
just in this space,
when Ralf in sprinted comes.
4 INSIDE - space in the theatre - evening
"Did not know at all, that it you after a long morning, midday and also
still afterwards again would drive to get?
"You would have found out the contents still early enough, she has called it draughts,
if she probably sent me in hope, I bring in there more swing.
(only a half calmed)
" What you do not say, it would be very embarrassing for You to both turtledoves, if
I me purely according to hobby of course only of the thing accepts?"
Ralf anticipates that it will have little sense to hold the colleague from it,
to throw one or several looks in the draughts and leaves alone him, there
R. holds anyhow already the folders in the hands.
To both men makes no difference how late it is, they sit down towards: R. on
the sofa, Ralf in the wide soft armchair.
R. reads in one folder on which stands into English language: Thoughts
to the preliminary work for the “other side of the light”
(quiet before himself speaking)
"Dear Ralf, it avoids around sky will, that he the letter in the fingers
agrees, I do not want myself thousand times for my opinion about his
Role creations must excuse. Attempts to him after best one
Of conscience to talk out the Vinc, it would turn to me the heart, him again
to see suffering playfully and I know very well, which self-destructive
By virtue of in him is. The drug type Vinc is contradictory very well, but
how somebody was in habit to say sometimes: ”Scenes recur - or - one
if everything has already seen.” Correct me, if I crazily. As well as I Vinc
in both draughts before me has written, if what was for
I would never write our Vincent, but to him, his huge one
Appearance would make fear to me privately rather, the type has such a thing, what
R. unfortunately, could not express."
R.ist not exactly amused when he pass the last sentence to one more revue
leaves. Besides, interested him up to now, what some other people
felt if they saw suffering him emotionally or physically? Nevertheless, it is
not my right life, R. thinks amused and the figure of the Vinc moves
him magically in.
(in a low voice demanding)
" If I had enough time, I would become to myself the role
Drug types on the body write, but one is able to do only one: play -
properly, or write - properly, I hope, she further writes, I want this
absolutely have and tomorrow I would like to hold the letter in the hands,
apparently he belongs to it."
Ralf knows that he must hand over willy nilly the letter, it reaches to him
Hand for the discharge
(quietly, more conciliatorily)
" After we have cleared this, I am able to do you by my carriage
take, sets down you with you and: yes, we would be able to do the letter from yours
Flat get. "
" Ralf anticipates, why R. would credit him, the maybe deciding ones
Tip for the screenplay (he does not doubt that it is a ready one)
to destroy "by mistake". Mistrust hears to R. `see life normally
in addition like to other people take a usual breath. "
Scene ends with it, as both men in a carriage (VW make)
5 INSIDE - vehicle inside - EVENING
“ Come along about what I could possibly think, no thoughts.
Doubt anyhow, that a stranger itself seriously with it
puts apart which feelings I have what I think how I think
had to go as I should play. ”
R. if the radio, perfectly from a CD switches on the classical music, which he in
"Reader" during the journey had to hear. He sees amused, how Ralf
unnerves and groaning makes the grimace.
" Of course it feels well that R. cannot hear the thoughts from Ralf. "
Ralfs voice off-screen
" This is apparently another method of the punishment: the same one
nerve-killing music of the CD:Klassik in the purest form. If the type with me knows
or even with himself no compassion, he needs this? He should hear classical period
this, nevertheless, at home... "
Ralf sees another CD "Native American Flute Music" in the field.
Ralfs voice off-screen
„ This? Why not, but as I know him, besides, he can be relaxing only moderately,
he cannot always need the sad also. “
" I do not want to think at the moment about music, she also does not have to do me
put to sleep or make drowsy. "
Ralf promises there rather nothing, his colleague has shade among him once again
Eyes, sleeping lack or much unnecessary stress.
Carriage holds in the settlement in which Ralf lives.
6 OUTSIDE - before the house - evening
R. suddenly hesitates, then follows him
R.` see voice off-screen
"How embarrassingly must I come across then? If both folders are not enough for me,
possibly contain a screenplay, what neither ready nor till then well
is structured? What does have to do the letter? If I have to go around the letter please
and he him do not give to me because they are maybe very good friends, everything
do write? Why I break him of somebody private sphere generally?! How had
they him immediately asked? At any price to give me of the world the letter?"
"I still had to clear up no time, knows, how much you love order, but
could I know that you come?"
They enter both the house which Ralf alone inhabits.
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Published on e-Stories.org on 28.10.2009.