My private bokito

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My Private Bokito / To be a Mermaid Like You

Short film for the EYE RESEARCH Lab

Desiring someone/somebody/something, but knowing there is a certain ‘wall’ between you and the object of desire.

And also enjoying this element vice versa, being visible and being the element of desire.

And what happens when that wall falls away?

Are the fascination and the fantasy underneath sometimes better than reality itself?


Themes: desire, objectification

Keywords: social-media, online vs offline, predators, fantasy vs reality, identity

Planning / workflow:

Calendar

  • Week 41: starting with the first 'seed' of the idea: the story of Bokito. Researching certain newspapers/items about this event. + setting up the first guidelines of design for this project.
  • Week 42: Researching the phenomenom of 'desire' and 'objectification'
  • Week 43: Writing poems, first texts, recording some voice samples
  • Week 44: Shooting some first shots
  • Week 45: Starting to experiment with voice-over and image
  • Week 46: Re-evaluating the design process. Making a plan for missing footage and elements of content that still need to be covered.
  • Week 47: Shooting/filming/recording
  • Week 48: Editing
  • Week 49: Editing
  • Week 50: Sound-design
  • Week 51: Holliday break - Editing / sound-design
  • Week 52: Holliday break - Editing / sound-design
  • Week 2: 9th of january: deadline
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To watch:

  • Chris marker
  • Sans soleil
  • Samsara
  • Jonas Mekas
  • A Twist in the fabric of space
  • As I was moving ahead I saw brief glimpses of beauty
  • An Oversimplification of Her Beauty

Research:

- http://www.vergetenverhalen.nl/2015/09/17/bokito-breekt-los/

De problemen beginnen als bezoekster Yvonne de Horde uit Zoetermeer bij het gorillaeiland aankomt. Ze komt daar “bijna dagelijks”, want Bokito is “haar lieveling”, zegt ze twee dagen later in de Telegraaf: “Sinds hij in Blijdorp zit, maak ik contact met hem. Als ik mijn hand op het glas legde, deed hij hetzelfde. Als ik naar hem lachte, lachte hij terug.”