Tag Archives: Terry Burns

“Echoes From A Silent World”: A Cinematic Poem Short Film Directed By Matt Kleiner (2020)

“Echoes From A Silent World” is a Cinematic Poem Short Film Directed By Matt Kleiner.

Filmed, Edited and Directed by: Matt Kleiner

Starring: Asher Pacey
Sound Design: Brennan Mercer
Narrator: Terry Burns
Narration Adapted from Excerpts From: Proust Was a Neuroscientist
Written By: Jonah Lehrer
Music By: Philip Grass & Niklas Paschburg

Echoes from a Silent World - Cinematic Poem Short Film by Matt Kleiner - July 31 2020

My entry for the Lockdown Short Film Contest by London Surf Film Festival. The concept was simple, dive into the archives. While the world was on lockdown earlier this year, take something old and make something new from the confines of your home.

While unable to work it was creatively therapeutic to dive into old hard drives and make something fresh that reflected the dream-like state of isolation.

The title pays tribute to that brief moment in time where the outside world stood still in early 2020. The majority of the globe could only reminisce on what were becoming faint memories of life outside of the house as reality began to seem like a figment of our imagination.

Rather than make something that got you excited to go surf, I wanted to make something unrealistic and dreamlike, saturated with colors and details from an ocean experience.

To bring the visuals to life I teamed up with Brennan Mercer for Sound Design. His ability to create a subtle world within a world of imagery set the tone for a true visceral effect. These were the sounds of nature and the world we all longed to be a part of once again.

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“In Between”: A Cinematic Poem Short Film Directed By Rolf Steinmann (2015)

“In Between” is a Cinematic Poem Short Film on the Musk Oxen in the Arctic Directed by Rolf Steinmann.

Filmed and Directed by:   Rolf Steinmann

Music by:  Jon Hopkins (“Campfire”) & Matthew Cooper (“Area 41 & Hymn #1″, Performed by Eluvium”)

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Editor: Nigel Buck
Narration: Terry Burns
Support in the field: Matthew Polvorosa Kline
Sound editor: Tim Owens
Sound mixer: Ben Peace
Colourist: Tim Bolt
Graphic design (cover & posters): Alisa Wimmer

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“In a remote corner of the world a living relic from a prehistoric age still exists. A creature that once roamed the northern plains alongside mammoths and sabertooth cats. This shortfilm is the result of my journey into his world. A world unknown to most of us.”

Website:  http://rolfsteinmann.de/index.html

“The Color Of Sight”: A Cinematic Poem Short Film By Matt Kleiner (2015)

“The Color Of Sight”: A Cinematic Poem Short Film Featuring Excerpts from Jonah Lehrer’s “Proust Was A Neuroscientist” Directed By Matt Kleiner.

Filmed, Edited and Directed by:  Matt Kleiner

Original Musical Score by : Justin Kleiner

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proustwasaneuroscientistStarring : Brittany Williams
Narrated by : Terry Burns

A short film exploring visual perception. Narration adapted from excerpts from “Proust Was a Neuroscientist” by Jonah Lehrer (2007).

Website:  http://mattkleiner.format.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

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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?”

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Website:  http://www.jwgriffiths.com/

 

“A Solitary World”: A Cinematic Poem Short Film Featuring H.G. Wells Directed By James W. Griffiths (2014)

“A Solitary World” is a Cinematic Poem Short Film Featuring excerpts from  H.G. Wells Directed by James W. Griffiths.

Director, Producer, VFX Artist & Colourist:  James W. Griffiths

Director of Photography: Christopher Moon

Editor:  Marianne Kuopanportti

PBS Digital Studios Original Shorts Series Producer:  Matt Vree

Sound Design & Mix:  Mauricio D’Orey

Composer:  Lennert Busch

Narrator:  Terry Burns

Excerpted from the following:

The Time Machine (1895)
The Island of Dr Moreau (1896)
The First Men in the Moon (1901)
In The Days of the Comet (1906)
The World Set Free (1914)

Thanks to A.P. Watt at United Agents on behalf of The Literary Executors of the Estate of H.G. Wells for permission.

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Excerpted text:

A horrible feeling of desolation pinched my heart. I listened rigid but heard nothing but the creep of blood in my ears. Great and shadowy and strange was the world and I drifted solitary through its vast mysteries.

A remote faint question, where I might be, drifted and vanished again in my mind. I found myself standing astonished, my emotions penetrated by something I could not understand.

I felt naked. I felt as perhaps a bird may feel in the clear air knowing the hawk wings above and will swoop.

I began to feel the need of fellowship. I wanted to question, wanted to speak, wanted to relate my experience. What is this spirit in man that urges him forever to depart from happiness, to toil and to place himself in danger?

It was this restlessness, this insecurity perhaps that drove me further and further afield in my exploring expedition. As the hush of the evening crept over the world, the sun touched the mountains and became very swiftly a blazing hemisphere of liquid flame, and sank.

Then, slow and soft and wrapping the world in fold after fold of deepening blue, came the night. And then, the splendor of the sight — in the sky, one bright planet shone kindly and steadily like the face of an old friend. The full temerity of my voyage suddenly came upon me. At last I began to feel the pull of the earth upon my being, drawing me back again to the life that is real, for men.

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