Mthaslett wrote:
"Ext. Naboo, establishing-- cut away before Bongo surfaces. THen Nute marches the queen. Still hear muted Explosions, lasers and Screams. Nute orders the Queen "processed" and they march her away -- outside, down the street -- as long as we can make it seem WITHOUT cutting to the Jedi. We can still hear distant sounds of Battle. Then, just when it looks like no one can help, we see the Jedi heads pop into frame and they leap down from the walkway to devestate the droids and save teh PRincess. With the sounds of a war in the background it makes the Jedi attack feel like there's anger that they wish they could do more."
-Just wanted to bring up a question for the scene of the queen and her crew being "escorted" to who knows where. Should we really use the idea of Nute "processing them"? That always felt really weak to me, what kind of clever and evil bad guy commands someone to be "processed". What does that mean? Turn in your I.D. ? Get a new prisoner uniform? In MagFans edit, as we all know, he changed it to where Nutes commands the droid commander to "shoot her friends". Although the line could use a change, I like the idea of something bad about to happen to them. It would give you sense of "oh no, the jedi need to hurry up and get here". Before there was no tension at all in watching them be "processed" , which I guess is just escorting them to a prison cell. Now, to make the line "shoot her compainions" as Magfan did would create one problem that I had with the alteration: No one reacts AT ALL to such a statement. So what could the line be? Think about it.....
-I love all of your ideas , (mthaslett,CC, Infodroid) of incorporating new music into certain spots of the saga. I almost wish I had the capability to do my own edits so that I could have all the music correctly fitted with my interpretation. But it is more useful giving you guys suggestions and hoping something is picked up. I'll be on this board for a long time, and I can't wait till we hit Return of the Jedi. BUT, back to Episode 1.
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