Posted on March 31, 2014 at 6:44 pm

The World Inside A Frame

ROBERT
It starts with the light.
It’s like you wouldn’t even know which way to look
Until the sun showed you a line,
Showed you a corner,
Built you a frame.
And once there’s a frame,
Then you can see.

He walks to her, points at the bridge.

See?

Now he puts the camera in front of her.

Now: see?

See the world!
Here’s the world through a small, small window.
You thought it was a bridge,
You thought it was the water,
You thought it was the sky…
It’s the world, inside a frame.

And you wait.
And you wait.
And you wait.
And you…
Right there, something shifted! Something…
That tree threw a shadow! Did you…?

Excited but controlled, he clicks the shutter.

There! There! There!
It’s like all you didn’t know that you were waiting for
Is just outside the frame,
And it can change
The way you see…

He lowers the camera.

See the world!
Here’s the world in a box forever.

He looks at FRANCESCA. Sees something.

Go stand over there.

She walks to where he’s pointing. He raises the camera to his eye.

Don’t look at me.
Now:
Look at me.
Look at me. There. There. There. There. There.

She does. Electric. He continues taking pictures of her, and then the roll is finished.

There’s the world.
There’s the world in your face, Francesca.