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brutal simplicity

I’m weird about film treatments. I’m a writer by nurture, so writing them is somewhat easy, but at the same time, the creator inside of me wants to express the film in ways that words cannot easily.

For the plot of Prairie Oyster, I’ve decided to simplify it, not by changing it drastically, but by cutting off some of the “space junk” orbiting around. The story will focus highly on the “last summer the Universe ended, last summer I fell in Love.” motif. This provides for the proper story telling aspects that I want. Working them into the script has already executed pages from said script. The treatment however, is still reading a little too much like the current script. I may have to look it over and change a few things.

I’m listening to the fooli cooli soundtrack.

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Location Scouting.

This is some rough location scouting I did while down in the Pueblo/Pueblo West area.DSCN0099 DSCN0102 DSCN0110 DSCN0106 DSCN0098 DSCN0097 DSCN0096 DSCN0095 DSCN0094 DSCN0093 DSCN0092 DSCN0090 DSCN0089 DSCN0088 DSCN0087 DSCN0086 DSCN0085 DSCN0084 DSCN0083 DSCN0076 DSCN0069 DSCN0065 DSCN0062 DSCN0061 DSCN0057 DSCN0056 DSCN0048 DSCN0047 DSCN0042 DSCN0039 Banner photoa.

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The Place Where i Am From

Prairie Oyster is an idea.

Or rather… was.

Before I was a film student, I was only a dreamer, dreaming and daydreaming of bringing my ideas to life. I never thought I’d get the chance. So I put everything I had into my dreams, into creating an original style. Hopelessly waiting.

Then the day came. The School of Journalism and I parted ways. I found myself standing alone, with only my hopes, and only my dreams to keep me afloat. The world’s entropy began to crush me, condensing my thoughts, dreams, personality into a solid state of matter. It was then that the spark occurred. It was a four-letter word. Something I had always dreamt of doing, but had never considered myself worthy. It was something glorious, illogical, beautiful and chaotic. I promised to myself, God and any other witnesses that would have me, that I would not relent. My dreams were all that were keeping me alive, and they would not be defeated.  This spark could have started the Big Bang, and as far as I’m concerned, it did.

They call it film.

I began working on Prairie Oyster as I walked into my first film class, entitled “Japanese Film and Culture” … or something like that. I reserved a page just for it, and began to doodle and write. Everything that I wanted to do, I did. I shoved reality into the trunk and drove the Buick Skylark off of a cliff.

The idea formed over the next three years. It became a narrative about the same nostalgia and dreams that created it, but it lost all sense of reality. I put in in the prairie where I grew up, and where my dreams developed as a child. Anything I didn’t like I kept out, anything I hated, I put in only to be defeated. I drew the typical “Narrative Plot Arc” then I crossed it out using sound frequency modulation. I’m tired of letting the Universe win, letting it suck the humor and love out of life. This idea would fight reality the only way I think it could.

To put it succinctly, it would be fun.

Welcome to the Prairie.

Welcome to the official blog for Prairie Oyster©, a short film by clifford carl brice. The film will be shot over the spring of 2013 as a Senior Thesis Film Project.

You may be wondering what is so special about a stupid prairie, well you see, it’s all that’s left of the Universe.

-Clifford Carl


Last Summer


Prairie Oyster Location Sample.

Prairie Oyster Location Sample.

I took this picture about 6 months ago, and it conveys what I’m looking at for the scene composition of Prairie Oyster. Vast. Empty. Beautiful.

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