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Blackthorne
Cinemagenic Seventy--Five
The Dance
“Dance in the middle of fighting. Dance in your
blood, when you are totally free.” --Rumi.
1(medium close-up) the rope surcingle was
snugged up below the Appaloosa’s withers
2(sound cue) Indian seed rattle and piano.
3(medium wide shot) the stallion flexed his
shoulders, not liking the chest rope--but he did
not move away. He just shifted his weight, rolled
his eyes, and watched Buck, and the pokes on
the rails.
4(medium close up) a large red-tailed hawk on
the tall barn behind them, launched itself off the
roof, its wings spread out for a glide.
5(sound cue) hawk’s scree over cello.
6(shift to overhead drone shot) the hawk’s POV,
down over the crowd and the corral, a hawk
speeding past an eagle and a medicine horse.
Everyone looked up for a moment, seeing the
hawk impale a field mouse near the water trough.
7(sound cue) a rodent squeal, wings flapping over
a harp & a harmonica.
8(medium close up) faces turning away, refocusing
on the drama before them--as the hawk flew off in
the background.
9(close-up) Johnny Eagle’s calm face: Chatawa.
10(medium three shot) Buck moved over to the rails.
Johnny loosened the lariat lashed to the breaking
post and tossed it to the ground.
11(medium close up) Johnny: It is time, great caballo-
Aguilla will ride you now.
12(wide shot) the Eagle grabbed a handful of scanty
Appaloosa mane & swung up onto the dappled stud’s
broad back. Chatawa exploded before Johnny’s weight
had settled--but he managed to grasp the rope loop
and the reins. Buck jumped out of the way, and the
stallion jumped for the sun. Johnny held the reins in his
right and thrust his left hand high into the dusty air. One
could see the sky between his butt and the horse.
Chatawa came down thudding hard & leaped to the
left. Johnny’s hat flew off and sailed over the rails.
13(sound cue) piano & guitar.
14(close up) Johnny, his eyes flashing, all white
teeth and wide smile.
15(close up) Buck, eyes squinting in the dust.
16(medium wide shot) punctuated by quick cuts of
the horse’s eyes and dancing feet--the stallion
leaped to the right, twisting in the air, coming down
shifting his weight to the left, kicking his back legs
up, making his back into a whirlwind of shudders
and flexed muscle. Johnny gritted his teeth and
stayed on. Chatawa rose up on his hind legs,
pawing the air like a cornered grizzly, kicking up
white dust, dancing, hopping, and screaming his
lungs out--then crashing back to ground, jumping
higher and higher, rocking from front to back--
before breaking into a gallop running straight at
the rails. Cowpokes fell off backward the full
length of one side. Johnny skinned up his leg
The men around the corral were yelping like
Comanches, throwing their hats in the air,
stirring up more dust than the dancers.
17(two-shot) over Buck’s shoulder, Thor stared
at the hunter’s broad back, measuring and
scowling.
18(medium wide shot) the stallion circled, one way,
then the other, like a hound chasing its tail. He
continued to leap, but the jumps were half-hearted.
There was foam at his mouth and on his shoulders.
Suddenly the horse jerked to a halt--Johnny lurched
forward, almost falling off. Chatawa was gasping,
his eyes glassed over, his muscles were quivering;
the fight was over. Johnny straightened up and
nudged the stallion’s sides with his knees. The bronc
responded smoothly, turning and walking, stopping
and starting, trotting, his head and tail held high.
They rode around the inside of the corral four times,
prancing and showing off, and then the Eagle swung
down.
19(sound cue) trumpets, French horns & slide guitar.
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17 comments:
Oh this was great Glenn... Love the way they handle that horse, a great scene between this and the next action with the bad guys... a real breather
I'm so pleased to see Blackthorne back at Open Link Night, Glenn! I've learnt a new word:surcingle and imagining the beautiful Appaloosa has made my day. I also enjoyed the gliding red-tailed hawk.
This Blackthorne Series is by far my favorite.
The action scene and with the bad guys is fantastic and feels so real.
Everything scene pictured in my head you my friend should make this into a movie.
Love this and such brilliant language and dialect with every line.
Loved the action scene, Glenn! I can already picture it turning into a blockbuster movie!💜
I love the action in this!
breathtaking as always, Glenn! :)
I too loved the red tailed hawk and the Appaloosa. I love horses.
Nice contrasting description: "a rodent squeal, wings flapping over
a harp & a harmonica"
Action stations, the Blackthorne is back. Great to be seeing cowboy and horses running again, Glenn!
Hank
Wow, what an exciting ride!! The hawk was a sign...I'm contemplating that :)
Am still amazed at movie script as poetry. It works so well!!
Breathing piece. Lovely!
Yes, I was there, flew into the air, bucked right off that horse, glad Johnny wasn't thrown!
AH, one could see it in its wild clarity - the sequence is wonderfully pictured, delving into the tension and rawness of its entire action.
-HA
Glenn, you managed to insert a movie into my head...and a breathtaking one at that. Love the energy here.
Oh it feels so good to be back in the saddle again! I've missed reading these and am so glad to see a new scene!
The intro to this scene is one I absolutely picture in my mind.....my eyes go up and then higher still to see it soar and then swoop down to capture the lowly field mouse. And I hear as well.....the squealing. What an intro!
And you've captured, in words, the bronco busting. What I really like is that you've left the sense of dignity for the horse. Even with all that bucking, foaming, fighting...in the end, he trots round four times....but he stands tall, head high.
This is just an amazing write, Glenn. I was almost holding my breath through the ride it was so real!
I am smiling, so nice to see the saga return. I have missed your writings. I have a rattle I bought at a pow wow that is filled with blue corn. It has a wonderful sound. You know just where to insert the right type of instruments. Quite the dance.
PS - I saw a hawk over the weekend on the highway swoop down for his meal. They are amazingly quick. The hawk and eagle are powerful and symbolic.
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