Monday, February 3, 2014

Blackthorne--Scene Twenty-One

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Cinemagenic Twenty-One


“People have been warning us that language has been
going to the dogs ever since Latin started turning into
French.”--John  McWhorter.

1(medium shot) angle on the interior of Millie’s room.
2(sound cue) violin & harp.
3(two-shot) Buck enters the room with Millie shadowing him,
closing the door behind them.
4(sound cue) the spin of a Colt revolver cylinder.
5(close-up) two empty brass pistol shell casings hitting the floor.
6(sound cue) the spent ammunition hitting the wood floor.
7(medium close-up) Buck thumbing out two fresh cartridges
from his shell belt, & replacing them in the Colt .41.
8(two-shot) Millie bends over, the blanket slipping off her naked 
breasts, picks up the empty shells, then walks over to her open
window, while Buck unbuckles his gunbelt & plunks it on the bed.
9(medium shot) Millie tosses the empty shells out of the window.
10( sound cue) the casings rolling across the roof.
11( hold the shot) in the foreground, Buck begins pulling on 
his tight leather leggings:
--Buck: who is this Paully?
12(medium close up) Millie is staring out of the window, with
her back to Buck:
--Millie: trouble.
13(sound cue) blues guitar double-slide.
14(close-up) Buck: what kind of trouble?
15(two-shot) Millie turns to face the man;
--you’d better ride on.
16 Buck is pulling on his boots:
--ride on to where?
17(medium close-up) Millie: out of this town, to nowhere, to where
ever the hell you came from.
18(sound cue) small bells chiming over Buck’s rough laughter.
19(two shot) Millie’s back to the camera, Buck pulling his
buckskin shirt over his head, his abs flexed.
--Buck: lady, I’m through riding; this is the last stop,
the end of the line; Iife has run out of rails.
--Millie: then you are probably dead; can’t you hear the
guns cocking all over town?
20(sound cue) harmonica slide then huffing.
21(medium close-up) Buck’s head emerging out of the
shirt, smiling: --maybe.
22(medium two-shot) over Buck’s shoulder, angle
on Millie: that was Bronson’s little brother you tossed
out that window like a sack of goat shit.
23(reverse two-shot) over Millie’s shoulder.
--Buck:  Bronson, huh?  he’s got his brand on most things
around here.
--Millie: on the townspeople too, Cash Bronson is the king 
toad in this horseshit burg. 
24(close-up) Buck: yeah, yeah, the Jefe’ --well he & I
are going to have to parlay sooner or later. 
--Millie was silent.
25(sound cue) saloon piano, pioneer fiddle.
26(two-shot) Millie sits on the bed next to Buck--they
both stare blankly out the window.
27(sound cue) a tom cat’s yowl.
28(tighten the two-shot) Millie rests her head against
Buck’s thick shoulder, her long red hair covering one eye.
--Buck: tell me about Paully.
--Millie: Paul Bronson; he’s the little brother. You did a fine 
job of introducing yourself to him over in Lulu’s room.
29(sound cue) accordion & clarinet.
30(close-up) Buck: so what the fuck’s the matter with
the crazy blond?
31(medium close-up) Millie: she thinks that Paully
is her lover.
32(two-shot) Buck: didn’t appear to me that they were exactly making
love over there.
--Millie: Paully is a piece of arrogant dog shit, hides big time
behind his brothers--Lulu loves him regardless; but then
no one can say she is the sharpest tool in the shed.
33(medium shot) Buck stands up:
--does he treat her like that on a daily basis?
--Millie: only when he is shit-faced drunk. He always comes
crawling back afterward, his mouth full of sorry, & his dick
in his hand.
--Buck: sounds like a real humanitarian.
34(medium close-up) Millie: he stays here most of the time;
his brothers stay out at their hacienda while he hangs around
here drinking, whoring, gambling, & picking fights.
35(sound cue) banjo & jazz brushing.
36(two-shot) Buck: anybody ever stand up to him?
--Millie: You’re the only one still standing.
--Buck: his brothers settle things for him?
37(close-up) Millie: you haven’t heard about Thor?

Glenn Buttkus

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Brian Miller said...

oh my...gonna be a family thing...just how many are going to die before this is all over...nice backstory scene, using the dialogue to fill in a bit and create a little tension sir...

Mary said...

"Drinking, whoring, gambling, picking fights" -- seems like the quite usual state of affairs in the wildest days of the west!

Joseph Hesch said...

I always love the illustrations. Bird's head grip Colt .45, just like John Wesley Hardin! His may have been a longer barreled Thunderer. ;) I know...I know too much.
The image of the brass rattling down the shigles is gold, Glenn! ~ j

Claudia said...

ah i wonder how long he's gonna make it...he seems to be in trouble but sometimes it's not bad when an outsider mixes things up a bit..

Björn said...

Ah.. the brothers probably know that their brother is a sack of goat-shit... but blood is thinker than water... I can see Buck riding out to that hacienda to parley... love the reading here man...

Grace said...

Nice chapter Glenn, you kept the suspense taut & family drama ever unfolding ~ Enjoyed this one ~

Gabriella said...

Nothing is ever quiet in the West! I enjoyed the action and the sounds.

mrs mediocrity said...

Ah.... the plot thickens. Always, you keep us coming back for more.

Buck had better watch his back...

Anonymous said...

So how would describe your directorial style-Ford, Hawkes, Huston? You need to shoot this sucker Glenn. >KB

Victoria` said...

Great story progression, Glenn. I love the quote at the beginning, too. If you can write this, you should have no problem with a sonnet...but I could never write this. So there you go!

Joan Barrett Roberts said...

The plot thickens... murder at it's best! As always wonderful writing-- joanie

kaykuala said...

It is so refreshing an offering of dialogues very rarely given! And the wild west scenes compounded the fun! Brilliant take Glenn!


Abhra said...

Nice - rich details. I would like to read from beginning. How can I find all the recording in one place?

Anonymous said...

Hey Glen--this has a very vivid feel of movie Western! Very creative, thanks. k.

Anonymous said...

Guessing Thor wields a hammer? ~

vivinfrance said...

Wow! To see a poem laid out as a film script is extraordinary. It's hard enough to write a poem, let alone dramatise it like this!

Kate Mia said... no one has met Thor the avenger yet..

It leaves us in suspense..

wanting to know more about Thor...

But i suspect he lives up to the name...:)