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“Dark Woods Justice”: A Cinematic Poem Show Opener Short Film For Discovery Channel (2019)

“Dark Woods Justice” is a Cinematic Poem Show Opener Short Film For Discovery Channel Featuring Joseph Conrad’s “Heart Of Darkness” Edited by Maria Adams.

Dark Woods Justice Cinematic Poem Show Opening Short Film By Discovery Channel 2019

Editor: Maria Adams
Compositor: Jack Strain
Production Company: PSG Films
Post Studio: Lustre Studios

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Excerpt from “Heart Of Darkness” by Joseph Conrad

“Going up that river was like travelling back to the earliest beginnings of the world, when vegetation rioted on the earth and the big trees were kings. An empty stream, a great silence, an impenetrable forest. The air was warm, thick, heavy, sluggish. There was no joy in the brilliance of sunshine. The long stretches of the waterway ran on, deserted, into the gloom of overshadowed distances. On silvery sandbanks hippos and alligators sunned themselves side by side. The broadening waters flowed through a mob of wooded islands; you lost your way on that river as you would in a desert, and butted all day long against shoals, trying to find the channel, till you thought yourself bewitched and cut off forever from everything you had known once -somewhere- far away in another existence perhaps. There were moments when one’s past came back to one, as it will sometimes when you have not a moment to spare to yourself; but it came in the shape of an unrestful and noisy dream, remembered with wonder amongst the overwhelming realities of this strange world of plants, and water, and silence. And this stillness of life did not in the least resemble a peace. It was the stillness of an implacable force brooding over an inscrutable intention. It looked at you with a vengeful aspect.”

Dark Woods Justice Cinematic Poem Show Opening Short Film By Discovery Channel 2019

Website: https://go.discovery.com/tv-shows/dark-woods-justice

“True Indonesian Soul”: A Cinematic Poem Short Film Directed & Narrated By Jan Wentz (2015)

“True Indonesian Soul” is a Cinematic Poem Promotional Short Film Featuring Excerpts from Joseph Conrad’s “Heart Of Darkness” Directed by Jan Wentz.

Directed and Narrated by:  Jan Wentz

Music by:  Anders Singh Vesterdahl and Allin Bang

True Indonesian Soul Cinematic Poem Short Film Directed and Narrated by Jan Wentz in 2015

Agency: JWT Jakarta
DOP: Stuart Graham
Producer: Gil Kenny
Production Company: Seven Sunday Films
Executive Producers: Rodney & Ajeng Vincent

Excerpts from:  “Heart of Darkness” by Joseph Conrad

True Indonesian Soul Cinematic Poem Short Film Directed by Jan Wentz in 2015

“Combine the sheer beauty of Indonesia, cinematic shots of the culture and way of life over 18,000 islands and you get this visually stunning piece for Dji Sam Soe’s latest by agency JWT.  Directed by Jan Wentz and produced by Seven Sunday Films, “True Indonesian Soul” delves into the country’s urbanity and takes you on a spectacular, spiritual journey.”

Article on “True Indonesian Soul”:  http://www.campaignbrief.com/asia/2015/05/seven-sunday-films-gives-a-bre.html

Websites:  http://www.sevensundayfilms.com/


“We Were Wanderers On A Prehistoric Earth”: A Cinematic Poem Short Film Featuring Joseph Conrad Directed By James W. Griffiths (2012)

“We Were Wanderers On A Prehistoric Earth” is a Cinematic Poem Film  shot in Malaysia, with excerpts from Joseph Conrad’s “Heart Of Darkness” narrated by Terry Burns, directed by James W. Griffiths.

Director/Producer/Editor – James W. Griffiths


Director of Photography – Christopher Moon
Sound Design and Mix – Mauricio d’Orey
Music – Lennert Busch
Narrator – Terry Burns

Narration adapted from excerpts from “Heart of Darkness” by Joseph Conrad (1899).

“The smell of mud, of primeval mud, by Jove! was in my nostrils, the high stillness of primeval forest was before my eyes; there were shiny patches on the black creek. The moon had spread over everything a thin layer of silver—over the rank grass, over the mud, upon the wall of matted vegetation standing higher than the wall of a temple, over the great river I could see through a sombre gap glittering, glittering, as it flowed broadly by without a murmur. All this was great, expectant, mute, while the man jabbered about himself. I wondered whether the stillness on the face of the immensity looking at us two were meant as an appeal or as a menace. What were we who had strayed in here? Could we handle that dumb thing, or would it handle us? I felt how big, how confoundedly big, was that thing that couldn’t talk, and perhaps was deaf as well. What was in there?”


Website:  http://www.jwgriffiths.com/