#i know i lack empathy I'm aware but I do make an attempt for serious situations. i just don't think stuff like that is serious.

[starpros-sunshine]

You know. I'm part of the fraction "to each their own and let people handle their lives however they see best fit". But I do feel the need to say that I have seldom seen such an idiotic assumption as that breaking up with someone four days before someone's birthday when you also want that someone to do something for their birthday even though you know you and your soon-to-be-ex will both have to be there won't end with that person just not doing anything with anyone for their birthday. Partially because nobody wants that kind of awkwardness after a fresh breakup and also because the soon-to-be-ex has the lovely habit of wallowing in self pity and making everything about how they have it so bad. You know I just think in such cases you should've waited a week with the breakup. I don't care how much you want to fuck that other guy but I really think you should've waited a week.

[hazel-writes]

Summary: After a brief encounter with the mysterious Kylo Ren, you find yourself caught in a moral dilemma - one that gets you in trouble with a certain notorious General onboard the Finalizer. As you find out more about your internship and its conditions, you start to regret your decision to leave home more and more.

Word Count: 1,900

Warnings: minor canon-typical violence, blood

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Images of broken light

Which dance before me like a million eyes

They call me on and on

Across the universe

• Across the Universe - The Beatles •

He was tall, really tall, and wore an all-black ensemble of expertly-fitted linens. His robes, like an ebony waterfall, fell down below his feet. His cape billowed behind him dramatically, almost like a prince. Your eyes drifted up to his face, or rather where his face should’ve been, as he was wearing a mask. You recognized his visor; you would be surprised if there was a single soul in the galaxy who didn’t.

You immediately knew the face that lied behind it:

Commander Kylo Ren.

As if you had said his name out loud, the Commander, who had previously been reprimanding a stormtrooper, snapped his head to the side to meet your eyes.

You froze, panic starting to build in your gut. He cocked his head to the side. You were finding it difficult to avert your eyes from the metallic twilight of his mask. After a moment, you realized that you were still staring and quickly turned your head back to the map.

You continued to feel his piercing gaze for a few more seconds as you attempted to slow your breathing back to a semi-normal rate. After what seemed like an eternity, he focused his attention back onto the anxiety-ridden stormtrooper who stood before him. With a casual flick of his hand, the Commander threw him against the nearest wall, where he crumpled down to the floor, unmoving.

Oh stars. Oh stars. Oh stars.

You bore your eyes into the piece of paper in your hands with an extreme ferocity, not daring to look up. You released a breath you hadn't realized you were holding when he finally turned on his heel and walked away, leaving the unfortunate trooper unconscious on the floor.

Now you faced a dire moral dilemma: help the injured trooper and risk being late to your meeting, or walk away and arrive on time. After going over the options in your head, you started to realize how selfish and inconsiderate you sounded. Is this what working on the Finalizer did to people, scare them into a self-preservational mindset, prioritizing duty over empathy?

You remembered something your dad used to tell you: Nothing bad can ever come from helping those in need.

Though you were aware the same may not be true for life on the Finalizer, you hadn’t lost your Lothalian morality.

Not yet.

With a newfound confidence, you made your way over to the fallen stormtrooper, proud of yourself for honoring your father’s advice. You bent down until you were on your knees in front of him. Everyone else in the hallway continued to go about their business as if nothing had happened. After carefully removing his helmet, you found he was seemingly unscathed and breathing steadily. The man who lied before you looked young, maybe only a little older than you were.

He looks so… normal.

You gently shifted his head so that he would be more comfortable, and after doing so, found your hand covered in blood. Your eyebrows furrowed in concern and you peered down to view the source of the fluid, finding a large gash at the back of his scalp.

Oh stars.

You were saying that a lot today.

You looked around frantically, hoping that someone else would see the predicament you were in and offer their help.

No one did.

You started to become angry; angry at the normalization of violence within the First Order. But you weren’t naive — you understood that violence was always going to be present, no matter where you were. You were more frustrated by the reactions, or lack thereof, to that violence. You found yourself becoming more and more uncomfortable with the idea of working on the Finalizer, surrounded by people who seemed to lack every empathetic bone in their bodies.

You decided to channel that anger and frustration into making sure the stormtrooper would be okay — a fate you knew wasn’t shared by other victims of Kylo Ren and the First Order.

I need to stop the bleeding.

After one more desperate look around the hallway, which was still crowded with troopers, various lieutenants, and droids, you spotted a man wearing a long coat that could definitely help stem some of the bleeding. You heard yourself calling out to him:

“Sir! Excuse me, sir!”

He glanced down at you as he approached, seemingly confused and irritated at the sight before him.

“I’m sorry, but I- I need to borrow this!” You gestured towards his long overcoat.

His mouth opened in protest but before he knew what was happening, you had grabbed the coat off of his shoulders and placed it at the back of the stormtrooper’s head. The man’s startled expression evolved to one of anger as he roughly grabbed your arm, bringing you up to a standing position. Not letting go of your arm, he snarled in your face.

“What is the meaning of this?” He growled.

Is he serious right now? you thought, incredulous to the man's behavior.

“I was just trying to save his life!” You pleaded, before adding, “Sir”.

“General,” he seethed.

“Right, sorry, General,” you repeated.

The unnamed General loosened his grip on your arm slightly. You stood there in a silent panic, not knowing what was coming next.

“Who are you? Where are you stationed?” the General spat.

Great, you thought, I'm gonna get fired and I haven't even started working. Mother will be real happy about that.

“Uhh… I’m a - an intern. In the Office of Imperial Promotion, Galactic Truth, and Fact Correction.” You shrugged nervously and gave a sheepish smile. “It’s my first day.”

“Obviously,” the General frustratedly sighed. He slowly looked you up and down, considering something. “You don’t happen to be from that dreaded planet Lothal, are you?”

Surprised at his knowledge of this, you replied with a twinge of shock and confusion in your voice.

“Yeah, yeah I am. How did you-”

“It seems you are late for our meeting.”

Kriff.

“You’re General Hux?” you asked, already knowing the answer.

“That is correct,” he replied slowly through clenched teeth.

“Oh.” You didn’t know what else to say. There was no way this was going to end well.

Gently extricating yourself from his grasp, you knelt again by the stormtrooper, checking on his wound. It was still bleeding, but much less than before. Your eyes drifted to his face, a deep brown color, accentuated by kind features and lips that were downturned in a slight frown.

He looks sad. You sighed.

“Is there anyone who we can take him to?” You asked helplessly, gesturing to the body next to you.

“I do not concern myself with the business of trivial trooper mishaps,” Hux spat back, irritated.

You chuckled humorously. “This was hardly a misha-”

Hux cut you off. “I know a mere intern wouldn’t dare speak back to a commanding General on their first day of work, now would they?”

If you wanted to keep your job, and probably your life, you knew you had to comply with his orders. Resisting at this point wouldn’t do you, or the trooper, any good.

“No General, they wouldn’t,” you replied solemnly, eyes downcast.

“Good. I will let the fact that you ruined my irreplaceable coat on the account of a replaceable trooper slide for now. But any more trouble of this sort, and I will see to it myself that you are executed.” His eyes narrowed and nose scrunched in a threatening glare.

“Yes, General,” you replied.

“Follow me, and don’t fall behind,” he gestured in the direction of the hallway he initially came from.

With one last look at the trooper, you stood and followed him, thoughts spinning through your head.

You remembered his words: replaceable trooper.

Surely that meant you, a young intern, were far below the status of replaceable.

Yes, that’s right.

You were executional.

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You followed Hux to a medium-sized office. There was a large, sleek desk in the center of the room. On one side of the desk was an uncomfortable-looking chair with a tall, rectangular back. On the other side was another chair, this one smaller, but just as uncomfortable-looking. The lighting in the room was dark, making it difficult to see Hux’s face. His ginger hair, however, stuck out like a sore thumb, and you found yourself wondering if he was ever made fun of for it as a kid.

“Sit,” he demanded.

You did as he told, bringing your hands to your lap to fiddle with your fingers: a nervous habit.

“So…” you started.

Silence.

“Umm…” More silence.

You sighed. “This… chair. It’s nice, ya know. Sturdy. Real sturdy.”

Your nervous babbling was met by yet another bout of silence.

“And those curtains are-”

“You’re an artist,” the General interrupted. Though it was meant as a question, it came out as more of a statement. Maybe a questioning tone was too polite of a gesture for his 'intimidating' persona.

“Yes,” you replied. “Well, mostly. Kind of.” You stumbled over your words, trying to find the best answer.

He rolled his eyes. “Well, which is it? Yes, mostly, or kind of?”

“Yes, General.”

“Were you briefed on your internship duties here on the Finalizer prior to your arrival?”

“A little, General.”

“And?” he questioned impatiently.

“And I am supposed to help in the creation of propaganda posters and flyers in support of the First Order.”

“That is correct,” he replied blandly. “They will then be mass produced and distributed on planets that we are attempting to apprehend. These will hopefully lead neutral parties away from the grasp of the Resistance and into the hands of the First Order.”

“Will I have others working with me?” you asked hesitantly.

“We have assembled a small team to assist you — but should the work produced disappoint us, it will be your head in the trash compactor.”

You shuttered at his words because you knew that what he was saying was true. Thinking back to the fate of the poor stormtrooper you came across earlier, you couldn’t help but imagine what your own fate could be.

Twirling the end of your bracelet, you thought of home. You’d been doing that a lot lately too. Images flashed before your eyes: your mother, an old song whistling through her cracked lips, spiralling hair flying behind her as light whirled and danced over her body. Your father, painting in his makeshift studio, an organized chaos of antiques — rusted paint tins, bristled brushes, and half-finished canvases surrounding him. Your brother, perched on the raggedy wood fence that surrounded your home with one arm rested on his beloved speeder, eyes staring longingly at the marshy horizon, almost as if he was begging it to come just a little closer. And you. Watching everyone else as if it were the last time you would be able to do so…

You blinked and suddenly you were back in the present, however something was now clouding your vision. You hadn’t noticed when the tears had started to fall.

Hux just stared at you, and you stared right back, not knowing what to say.

Finally breaking the tense silence, the General abruptly stood. “I believe that this will be enough information for today. You will start work tomorrow. Directions to your workspace will be posted to your door.” He paused. “That is all, you are dismissed.” He gestured to the door.

Breathing a shaky sigh of relief, you stood and made your way into the hallway, not saying another word.

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[phanbliss]

ahh I missed that you were taking numbered prompts because the post is blacklisted for me! 9, 32, 35, 42, or 48 please? (I couldn't choose)

thank you

9.“You can’t banish me! This is my bed too”

35.“Take your medicine.”

words: 1.7k

rating: t

the formatting is messed up on mobile, so i recommend reading on ao3

Inbetween episodes of the anime they’re binge watching, Dan hears a miserable attempt ata question.

“Dan?”

“Yeah?”

“Couldyou make me some tea,” Phil croaks out, then adds, “Please.”

SoDan gets up and makes some tea. The raspberry one with loads of sugar that Philalways says is good for his throat.

Whilebrushing his teeth, he gets a text.

Phil, 10:12 PM

Couldyou please fetch the remote?

Thetv will turn itself off in 5 minutes

“I’mbrushing my teeth!” Dan calls out from the en suite, hoping Phil canunderstand him despite his mouth being filled with toothpaste.

Phil, 10:13 PM

Afterthen? Please

“Yes!” he shouts back impatiently.

Sohe rinses his mouth, and goes to fetch the bloody remote. Which lies on the tvstand in the bedroom. Which is a few steps from the bed. That very bed that Philis suffering in right now.

“Takeyour medicine,” Dan demands, sitting at the edge of the bed.

“It’snot helping,” Phil whines, like the five year old that he is at heart.

“Itis helping. It’s helping you stopsnoring for ten minutes, so it’s helping meat the very least.” Dan pushes the pills into Phil’s hand. Phil takes themreluctantly. “Take them, you big baby.”

Sinceit’s day six of Phil being sick with the flu, Dan is not surprised to see himcontinue feeling sorry for himself.

“Butit hurts to swallow.” Phil’s voice is little more than a pathetic croak.He actually pouts, which is rathercute, but not cute enough at three in the morning after six days of this.

Dancounts to ten in his head, then manages a soft smile.

“It’llmake you feel better. Go on.”

Philtakes all of the pills with a pained expression, then falls back onto the bed.Dan then proceeds to tuck him in underneath all three blankets, and at lastgets into bed next to Phil.

“Sleep,”Dan whispers, already nodding off the moment his head hits the pillow.“Sleep.”

Notmuch sleep is had, not for Dan. Phil continues to snore throughout the night.

Dealingwith a sick Phil. That’s one of the few things that always test the limits ofDan’s love for the guy.

Andsure, on most days Dan will say that his love is limitless. But after sevendays of Phil being poorly, Dan is sort of starting to see that mental fence,the border where the I Love Phil LesterWith My Whole Heart Land meets CanSomeone Take This Man Away From Me Land.

Philhad done nothing but whine, complain, moan (and not in a fun way), and requireall sorts of assistance for the entire day. Again. And Dan loves him, loves him more thananything, but he just can’t understand why having the flu means that Phil’slegs don’t work too.

Whichapparently, they don’t.

They’resat on the sofa – Phil in a gigantic bundle of blankets, Dan next to him, slightlysweaty in just a shirt and sweatpants. It’s thanks to the heating, whichthey’ve turned all the way up. Despite that, he can feel Phil shiveringslightly as they watch the telly together in relative silence.

Philalmost can’t speak, and Dan is just tiredafter the past few days filled with fetching tea, medicine, the remote, pickingup takeout, and giving Phil massages. It’s been an exhausting time - soexhausting that now, when they’re sat down and Phil doesn’t want anything, Danis almost falling asleep.

Heactually does manage to shut his eyes for a bit, when he is woken up by Phil’shand on his, combined with Phil’s voice, barely audible, calling Dan’s name.

“Dan?”

“Yeah?”

“Willyou please get me more tissues?”

Sevendays of this. Seven days. Dan is usedto somewhere around five, but seven? Seven days of Dan being a weird crossbetween a maid and a babysitter?

“Areboth your legs broken too?” Dan counters, but he does move to get up fromthe sofa and fetch the tissues. From the upstairs bathroom, which is… a fewsteps away.

Philfrowns slightly, despite the lack of malice in Dan’s voice. Dan immediatelyregrets the remark.

“Sorry,I know you’re feeling poorly. I’ll get them.”

Philstarts trying to untangle himself from the three or four blankets he’s wrappedup in, attempting to stand up. “No, I'm—”

“—you’restaying here,” Dan interjects, pushing him back onto the sofa. “Sit,you spoon. Who’s going to look after you if I’m ever gone?”

Phil’sexpression is nothing short of thankful as he whispers back, “Don’t begone.”

Bythe end of the night, Dan’s patience is running thin again. He’s had yetanother day of doing things that Phil could do for himself, all the whilehaving to listen to him moan about how sick he is. And he feels sorry for Phil,he does. He just wants someone to feel sorry for him too. He needs some sleep. Some good, uninterrupted sleep.

Hekisses Phil good night, because he’s already caught all the germs from him bynow, so it hardly matters if he catches a little more.

Philsnuggles up to him, praising his body heat. Dan’s brief annoyance fades away ashe drifts off to sleep.

Heonly gets about an hour before Phil, still very sick and congested, startssnoring. Loudly.

Dantries to ignore it. He tries to pretend it’s not there. He burrows his headinto the pillow. But Phil is loud.Dan thanks the universe for the fact that this doesn’t normally happen, butthat doesn’t make his current lack of sleep any easier to bear.

Heneeds some sleep, or he will go insane.

“Phil.Phil?”

Thesnoring stops. Perhaps Phil just needs to not sleep for the next few days.

Or…

“What?”Phil mumbles weakly, his back still turned to Dan.

“Youneed to go sleep in the spare bedroom. I can’t take this.”

Thereis a long pause - long enough for Dan to wonder if Phil has managed to fallasleep again.

“What?”Phil repeats, this time with disbelief.

“Gosleep in your fake bedroom, you snoring machine. I bet people in Singapore canhear you.”

Despitethe illness, Phil is surprisingly quick to turn around and shoot Dan anaccusing look that then dissolves into a pout upon seeing Dan’s seriousexpression.

“ButI’m really poorly, Dan,” Phil whines.

“Iknow you’re really poorly. I knowbetter than anyone.”

“Idon’t want to go there. The heating isn’t on and—and it’s cold—and it’s faraway—and—and you’re not sick! You go sleep in there if you hate me somuch. Yeah.”

Philwas probably aiming for indignation withthis little speech, but due to his voice being so weak, it all sounds a bitlaughable. Dan suppresses a smile.

“It’syour filming room! And I’ve beenbabying you for a bloody week, think I deserve that, don’t I? A good night ofsleep? That bed is fifty shades of messed up. I’m not sleeping in there.”

“Youcan’t banish me! This is my bed too!”

Danrolls his eyes. He can’t keep serious anymore, not with Phil looking so… so adorable, really. With his hair stickingout everywhere, his nose red, his eyes swollen. Poor Phil.

Dancontinues to argue, but only for the sake of it.

“Ican banish you! You had me sleepapart the last time I was sick!”

“Wewere on tour! If you’d gotten me sick I’d have—” Phil pauses and sneezes,luckily missing Dan. “I’d have—I’d have been sick. Too.”

“Oh,really? If I’d gotten you sick, you’d be sick. That’s some top level thinking,Phil.”

Philkicks him in the shin somewhere underneath the covers.

“You’rethe worst person. Have some empathy, I’m practically dying.”

Danstarts laughing while Phil continues to be cross.

“Yes,Phil. Dying of the common cold. We’re back in the… in the… in the Dark Ages,I dunno.” Dan shoves Phil slightly. “Shoo. Out of bed. Go loudly breatheyour germs elsewhere.”

Philreleases a long-suffering sigh, flips onto his back and attempts to sit up,muttering an I hate you.

Danlooks up, not moving, head still on the pillow. Poor Phil looks propermiserable, and while it’s just bickering, Dan starts feeling guilty for evenmaking Phil sit up in the first place. He watches Phil blindly feel around forhis glasses, and can’t help but find it endearing when Phil first tries to putthem on the wrong way around.

Philcan be such a big baby, but he’s Dan’s baby.However weird that may sound.

Danreaches out, takes Phil’s glasses off for him, and begins to tuck him back in.

“Iwas just trolling you, you idiot,” he says, perfectly aware that his voicemust practically be oozing affection right now. “Get in bed andsleep.”

“What?”Phil exclaims, or at least tries to. “I thought you were beingserious!”

“Iwas halfway serious. I mean, yousnore like a fucking elephant.” Dan tugs on Phil’s arm until Phil slidesback down into bed. “And you make me fetch things all day long. I’m tired. My legs hurt, Phil.”

They’renow laid side by side, facing each other. Phil pouts again, this timesincerely.

“I’msorry,” Phil whispers. “I’ve just been so—”

“—poorly,yeah, I know. Whatever. Sorry for being grumpy.”

Philgives Dan a small smile, the one that says thanksfor putting up with me, and Dan kisses his forehead lightly. It would allbe quite romantic if Phil didn’t start having a coughing fit.

Dandoesn’t wait for the can you fetch me.Not this time.

“I’llget you some of your syrup. Plague bearer.”

He’llget back at Phil the next time he has a cold. Definitely.

[samuelohare-bafilm]

ADVANCED DOCUMENTARY PRACTICE

BELOW IS THE TRANSCRIPTION FOR THE FEEDBACK OF OUR FILM.

Sana​ ​-​ ​“Do​ ​you​ ​guys​ ​want​ ​to​ ​start​ ​with​ ​what​ ​you​ ​think​ ​worked​ ​and​ ​didn't​ ​work​ ​with​ ​the​ ​film?”  David​ ​-​ ​“I​ ​think​ ​the​ ​narration​ ​was​ ​nice,​ ​the​ ​way​ ​it​ ​was​ ​structured​ ​i​ ​think​ ​it​ ​worked​ ​well.​ ​We kind​ ​of​ ​edited​ ​the​ ​voice​ ​over​ ​and​ ​originally​ ​we​ ​had​ ​the​ ​parts​ ​in​ ​different​ ​places​ ​but​ ​structured it​ ​around​ ​the​ ​interviews.​ ​We​ ​took​ ​your​ ​advice​ ​(Sana’s)​ ​and​ ​put​ ​the​ ​reveal​ ​of​ ​the​ ​skate stoppers​ ​at​ ​the​ ​end.​ ​I​ ​think​ ​we​ ​could​ ​have​ ​dug​ ​deeper​ ​as​ ​we​ ​showed​ ​the​ ​history​ ​of skateboarding​ ​at​ ​the​ ​square​ ​but​ ​didn't​ ​show​ ​much​ ​more​ ​than​ ​that.​ ​We​ ​could​ ​have​ ​shown more​ ​about​ ​the​ ​characters​ ​and​ ​casuals​ ​that​ ​went​ ​to​ ​the​ ​place​ ​but​ ​we​ ​were​ ​limited​ ​with​ ​our archive.​ ​We​ ​didn’t​ ​really​ ​see​ ​how​ ​the​ ​people​ ​interacted​ ​with​ ​the​ ​skaters.”  

Samuel​ ​-​ ​“Due​ ​to​ ​the​ ​limited​ ​archive​ ​we​ ​tried​ ​to​ ​create​ ​a​ ​visual​ ​story​ ​as​ ​close​ ​to​ ​what​ ​they (interviewees)​ ​were​ ​saying​ ​as​ ​possible​ ​because​ ​we​ ​weren’t​ ​able​ ​to​ ​show​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​it.​ ​The​ ​main thing​ ​i​ ​take​ ​from​ ​watching​ ​it​ ​again​ ​was​ ​that​ ​the​ ​time​ ​periods​ ​they​ ​were​ ​talking​ ​about​ ​got mixed​ ​up​ ​as​ ​they​ ​mentioned​ ​“this​ ​era”​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​and​ ​it​ ​wasn’t​ ​as​ ​clear​ ​to​ ​when​ ​they​ ​were​ ​actually talking​ ​about​ ​but​ ​that​ ​was​ ​the​ ​only​ ​bad​ ​thing​ ​i​ ​felt​ ​was​ ​wrong​ ​with​ ​the​ ​documentary”. 

 Sana​ ​-​ ​“Yeah​ ​i​ ​don’t​ ​think​ ​it​ ​was​ ​always​ ​clear​ ​where​ ​and​ ​when​ ​we​ ​were​ ​in​ ​terms​ ​of​ ​the​ ​film.​ ​I think​ ​you​ ​did​ ​a​ ​fair​ ​amount​ ​of​ ​research.​ ​I​ ​found​ ​out​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​about​ ​bristo​ ​square​ ​that​ ​i​ ​wasn't aware​ ​of.​ ​Lots​ ​of​ ​good​ ​moments​ ​of​ ​revelation.​ ​I​ ​think​ ​my​ ​problem​ ​is​ ​the​ ​structure.​ ​I​ ​think​ ​you could​ ​have​ ​had​ ​a​ ​simpler​ ​structure​ ​and​ ​i​ ​would​ ​have​ ​liked​ ​you​ ​to​ ​reveal​ ​the​ ​demolition​ ​later in​ ​the​ ​film.​ ​It​ ​would​ ​have​ ​been​ ​more​ ​interesting​ ​if​ ​we​ ​were​ ​introduced​ ​to​ ​bristo​ ​before​ ​the demolition​ ​then​ ​set​ ​the​ ​film​ ​up​ ​to​ ​reveal​ ​the​ ​demolition.​ ​Then​ ​we​ ​find​ ​out​ ​how​ ​serious​ ​the demolition​ ​was.​ ​Having​ ​it​ ​at​ ​the​ ​start​ ​takes​ ​away​ ​the​ ​shock​ ​factor​ ​as​ ​we​ ​don't​ ​know​ ​what's​ ​at stake​ ​until​ ​we​ ​later​ ​set​ ​up​ ​how​ ​popular​ ​a​ ​space​ ​it​ ​was.​ ​For​ ​me​ ​that​ ​would​ ​have​ ​been​ ​a​ ​much better​ ​structure.​ ​To​ ​show​ ​how​ ​important​ ​a​ ​place​ ​it​ ​was​ ​to​ ​all​ ​these​ ​different​ ​cultures​ ​and communities,​ ​not​ ​just​ ​skateboarding​ ​and​ ​now​ ​we​ ​have​ ​a​ ​new​ ​space​ ​where​ ​they​ ​have actively​ ​put​ ​up​ ​skate-stoppers.​ ​That​ ​was​ ​my​ ​main​ ​problem​ ​with​ ​your​ ​film​ ​because​ ​the​ ​way​ ​it stands​ ​just​ ​now​ ​i​ ​found​ ​it​ ​confusing​ ​in​ ​places​ ​as​ ​we​ ​start​ ​here,​ ​then​ ​we​ ​go​ ​back​ ​in​ ​time​ ​and there​ ​is​ ​some​ ​jumping​ ​around.​ ​Then​ ​you​ ​have​ ​your​ ​characters,​ ​one​ ​of​ ​who​ ​we​ ​hear​ ​and​ ​one who​ ​we​ ​see,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​have​ ​your​ ​voice​ ​over.​ ​There​ ​was​ ​something​ ​about​ ​the​ ​balance​ ​of​ ​the three​ ​voices…​ ​Just​ ​correct​ ​me​ ​if​ ​i'm​ ​wrong​ ​is​ ​the​ ​one​ ​we​ ​don’t​ ​see​ ​there​ ​through​ ​the​ ​whole film​ ​or​ ​just​ ​at​ ​the​ ​start?” 

 Samuel​ ​-​ ​“Yeah​ ​he’s​ ​there​ ​through​ ​the​ ​whole​ ​film,​ ​he​ ​was​ ​just​ ​camera​ ​shy.​ ​I​ ​did​ ​ask​ ​him twice​ ​if​ ​we​ ​could​ ​film​ ​him​ ​but​ ​he​ ​said​ ​he​ ​was​ ​too​ ​nervous.”  

Sana​ ​-​ ​“But​ ​we​ ​could​ ​of​ ​had​ ​a​ ​photograph​ ​or​ ​something​ ​to​ ​set​ ​him​ ​up?”  

David​ ​-​ ​“There’s​ ​one​ ​at​ ​the​ ​end​ ​and​ ​to​ ​set​ ​him​ ​up​ ​there's​ ​text​ ​to​ ​introduce​ ​who​ ​he​ ​is”  

Sana​ ​-​ ​“Yeah​ ​there​ ​is​ ​the​ ​caption”  

Samuel​ ​-​ ​“Yeah​ ​because​ ​i​ ​asked​ ​him​ ​if​ ​there​ ​was​ ​any​ ​footage​ ​he​ ​could​ ​send​ ​us​ ​of​ ​him skating​ ​or​ ​even​ ​when​ ​he​ ​was​ ​younger​ ​skating​ ​but​ ​he​ ​was​ ​quite​ ​wary​ ​about​ ​doing​ ​that​ ​but​ ​the one​ ​video​ ​he​ ​did​ ​send​ ​was​ ​filmed​ ​from​ ​a​ ​helmet​ ​camera​ ​so​ ​you​ ​couldn't​ ​see​ ​his​ ​face.​ ​He only​ ​sent​ ​us​ ​one​ ​photo​ ​of​ ​himself,​ ​the​ ​one​ ​at​ ​the​ ​end​ ​with​ ​the​ ​mug”  

David​ ​-​ ​“I​ ​thought​ ​about​ ​using​ ​that​ ​photo​ ​to​ ​introduce​ ​him​ ​but​ ​he​ ​starts​ ​with​ ​talking​ ​about BMXers​ ​and​ ​i​ ​needed​ ​that​ ​footage​ ​to​ ​go​ ​over​ ​what​ ​he​ ​was​ ​saying​ ​rather​ ​than​ ​a​ ​photo​ ​of​ ​him.  Samuel​ ​-​ ​“When​ ​it​ ​came​ ​to​ ​the​ ​interview​ ​i​ ​explained​ ​what​ ​it​ ​would​ ​be​ ​about​ ​and​ ​he​ ​just​ ​went on​ ​a​ ​continuous​ ​talk​ ​for​ ​12​ ​minutes,​ ​smoking​ ​a​ ​cigarette​ ​through​ ​it​ ​all,​ ​without​ ​stopping​ ​once so​ ​it​ ​was​ ​harder​ ​to​ ​break​ ​it​ ​up​ ​in​ ​the​ ​edit​ ​and​ ​ask​ ​questions,​ ​but​ ​we​ ​got​ ​all​ ​we​ ​needed​ ​from him”  

Sana​ ​-​ ​“I​ ​think​ ​the​ ​main​ ​problem​ ​that​ ​i​ ​have​ ​is​ ​i’d​ ​have​ ​really​ ​liked​ ​you​ ​to​ ​film​ ​skaters yourselves.​ ​For​ ​me​ ​the​ ​film​ ​is​ ​really​ ​interesting​ ​for​ ​what​ ​it​ ​shows,​ ​all​ ​the​ ​history,​ ​the​ ​square, the​ ​communities​ ​and​ ​the​ ​rap​ ​battles,​ ​all​ ​the​ ​stuff​ ​i​ ​wasn't​ ​expecting.​ ​Also​ ​the​ ​riots​ ​and​ ​so​ ​o.​ ​It was​ ​a​ ​very​ ​informative​ ​film​ ​but​ ​what​ ​was​ ​missing​ ​was​ ​skateboarding,​ ​somehow​ ​as filmmakers​ ​you​ ​could​ ​have​ ​captured​ ​the​ ​passion​ ​by​ ​filming​ ​some​ ​skaters.​ ​The​ ​actual experience​ ​of​ ​skateboarding​ ​is​ ​not​ ​in​ ​the​ ​film​ ​and​ ​if​ ​that​ ​had​ ​been​ ​there​ ​in​ ​sequences​ ​where you​ ​just​ ​let​ ​us​ ​watch​ ​the​ ​skateboarding​ ​and​ ​hear​ ​it,​ ​all​ ​of​ ​that​ ​would​ ​have​ ​just​ ​lifted​ ​the​ ​film and​ ​we​ ​could​ ​have​ ​emphasised​ ​with​ ​the​ ​characters​ ​and​ ​their​ ​battles​ ​with​ ​the​ ​space.”  

Samuel​ ​-​ ​“We​ ​did​ ​want​ ​to​ ​do​ ​that​ ​but​ ​two​ ​of​ ​our​ ​leads​ ​fell​ ​through​ ​and​ ​when​ ​we​ ​showed​ ​up to​ ​film​ ​there​ ​was​ ​no​ ​one​ ​skating”  

Sana​ ​-​ ​“​ ​But​ ​you​ ​could​ ​have​ ​done​ ​it​ ​anywhere,​ ​not​ ​just​ ​bristo,​ ​as​ ​you​ ​can't​ ​really​ ​skate​ ​there anymore.​ ​But​ ​that​ ​was​ ​the​ ​main​ ​thing​ ​in​ ​terms​ ​of​ ​informing​ ​me​ ​of​ ​all​ ​the​ ​facts​ ​it's​ ​all​ ​there, the​ ​passion​ ​is​ ​missing,​ ​which​ ​you​ ​could​ ​have​ ​only​ ​created​ ​visually​ ​and​ ​sonicly,​ ​without words.  

Holger​ ​-​ ​“Just​ ​like​ ​you​ ​Sana​ ​i​ ​didn't​ ​know​ ​anything​ ​about​ ​the​ ​history,​ ​i​ ​knew​ ​a​ ​bit​ ​about​ ​from your​ ​pitch​ ​so​ ​as​ ​a​ ​kind​ ​of​ ​social​ ​historical​ ​documentary​ ​there​ ​was​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​interesting​ ​stuff​ ​in it,​ ​i​ ​can​ ​see​ ​all​ ​the​ ​research​ ​you​ ​have​ ​done.​ ​But​ ​again​ ​structurally​ ​you​ ​could​ ​have​ ​put​ ​more emotion​ ​into​ ​it,​ ​created​ ​a​ ​drama.​ ​I'm​ ​always​ ​looking​ ​at​ ​people​ ​skating,​ ​i​ ​want​ ​for​ ​people​ ​who are​ ​skateboarding​ ​to​ ​show​ ​why​ ​it's​ ​so​ ​important​ ​to​ ​them.​ ​For​ ​me​ ​this​ ​is​ ​a​ ​film​ ​of​ ​loss,​ ​losing​ ​a social​ ​space​ ​and​ ​a​ ​scene,​ ​and​ ​i​ ​think​ ​the​ ​structure​ ​should​ ​have​ ​incorporated​ ​this.​ ​You​ ​set​ ​it up​ ​with​ ​architectural​ ​drawings​ ​but​ ​you​ ​say​ ​we​ ​are​ ​not​ ​sure​ ​if​ ​this​ ​is​ ​a​ ​good​ ​place.​ ​You​ ​put yourself​ ​in​ ​one​ ​position​ ​as​ ​filmmakers​ ​and​ ​it​ ​comes​ ​across​ ​as​ ​a​ ​propaganda​ ​film​ ​for​ ​Bristo. So​ ​you​ ​didn't​ ​need​ ​to​ ​because​ ​you​ ​had​ ​enough​ ​footage​ ​to​ ​let​ ​the​ ​audience​ ​make​ ​the decision.​ ​I​ ​think​ ​the​ ​thing​ ​you​ ​needed​ ​to​ ​do​ ​was​ ​get​ ​the​ ​audience​ ​into​ ​what​ ​skateboarding does.​ ​You​ ​said​ ​you​ ​had​ ​the​ ​12​ ​minute​ ​footage​ ​of​ ​him​ ​on​ ​here,​ ​i​ ​think​ ​i​ ​would​ ​have​ ​liked​ ​to see​ ​this​ ​and​ ​see​ ​how​ ​skateboarders​ ​see​ ​and​ ​what​ ​they​ ​experience​ ​at​ ​an​ ​urban​ ​settlement, emotion.​ ​It's​ ​difficult​ ​but​ ​i​ ​would​ ​have​ ​gave​ ​it​ ​a​ ​try,​ ​from​ ​your​ ​point​ ​of​ ​view.​ ​To​ ​create​ ​a​ ​sense of​ ​loss​ ​you​ ​first​ ​have​ ​to​ ​show​ ​empathy​ ​and​ ​what​ ​there​ ​was.​ ​What​ ​it​ ​means?​ ​What’s​ ​so exciting​ ​about​ ​skateboarding?​ ​And​ ​why​ ​do​ ​people​ ​come​ ​to​ ​bristo?​ ​I​ ​feel​ ​skateboarding​ ​is synonymous​ ​for​ ​something​ ​that​ ​is​ ​lacking​ ​in​ ​big​ ​cities,​ ​you​ ​know,​ ​getting​ ​together​ ​away​ ​from anonymity.​ ​You​ ​showed​ ​it​ ​but​ ​emotionally​ ​you​ ​are​ ​at​ ​a​ ​distance.​ ​I​ ​mean​ ​you​ ​have​ ​characters but​ ​they're​ ​just​ ​contributing​ ​information,​ ​they're​ ​not​ ​‘characters’​ ​as​ ​such.​ ​They're​ ​the​ ​experts which​ ​means​ ​i'm​ ​far​ ​away​ ​from​ ​the.​ ​From​ ​what​ ​they​ ​i​ ​can​ ​see​ ​that​ ​they're​ ​in​ ​it​ ​and​ ​they​ ​felt the​ ​loss,​ ​the​ ​must​ ​have​ ​been​ ​really​ ​sad​ ​when​ ​it​ ​was​ ​all​ ​gone.​ ​So​ ​structurally​ ​to​ ​build​ ​it​ ​up​ ​a bit​ ​better​ ​you​ ​could​ ​show​ ​the​ ​characters​ ​skating​ ​rather​ ​than​ ​talking.​ ​Also​ ​if​ ​i​ ​look​ ​at​ ​a​ ​block with​ ​these​ ​things​ ​on​ ​it​ ​and​ ​i​ ​can​ ​understand​ ​it​ ​stops​ ​skating​ ​but​ ​i​ ​didn’t​ ​see​ ​the​ ​emotional impact​ ​of​ ​them.​ ​As​ ​a​ ​skateboarder​ ​you​ ​must​ ​see​ ​them​ ​and​ ​go​ ​“OOHH​ ​MY​ ​GOD!!​ ​THEY’VE DONE​ ​IT​ ​AGAIN!”​ ​you​ ​know​ ​this​ ​kind​ ​of​ ​emotional,​ ​i’m​ ​sure​ ​you​ ​can​ ​do​ ​it,​ ​ive​ ​been​ ​told​ ​it​ ​was sad​ ​and​ ​a​ ​loss​ ​but​ ​as​ ​a​ ​visual​ ​narrative​ ​it's​ ​not​ ​there​ ​yet.​ ​You​ ​have​ ​all​ ​the​ ​ingredients​ ​but​ ​it's not​ ​the​ ​right​ ​meal​ ​yet.”  

Sana​ ​-​ ​“To​ ​go​ ​back​ ​to​ ​your​ ​opening​ ​sequence​ ​i​ ​think​ ​it​ ​was​ ​really​ ​effective​ ​with​ ​the​ ​drawings and​ ​materials,​ ​and​ ​i​ ​think​ ​it​ ​would​ ​be​ ​more​ ​powerful​ ​later​ ​in​ ​the​ ​film,​ ​once​ ​we've​ ​built​ ​up​ ​all that​ ​empathy​ ​then​ ​to​ ​see​ ​the​ ​space​ ​being​ ​demolished​ ​it​ ​would​ ​be​ ​like​ ​“What​ ​are​ ​they​ ​doing?” whereas​ ​when​ ​you​ ​see​ ​it​ ​at​ ​the​ ​beginning​ ​then​ ​you​ ​don't​ ​feel​ ​that​ ​empathy​ ​and​ ​just​ s​ee​ ​a space​ ​being​ ​demolished”  

Holger​ ​-​ ​“​ ​What​ ​i​ ​like​ ​about​ ​the​ ​end​ ​is​ ​the​ ​guy​ ​saying…​ ​because​ ​you​ ​build​ ​it​ ​up​ ​to​ ​“this​ ​is really​ ​terrible​ ​what​ ​they’ve​ ​done”...​ ​for​ ​the​ ​guy​ ​to​ ​say​ ​“well​ ​actually,​ ​you​ ​can​ ​still​ ​skate​ ​it”​ ​and it's​ ​this​ ​really​ ​nice​ ​kind​ ​of…​ ​it's​ ​not​ ​black​ ​and​ ​white,​ ​you​ ​know​ ​skateboarders​ ​can​ ​work​ ​with the​ ​space​ ​and​ ​no​ ​matter​ ​what​ ​you​ ​do​ ​to​ ​the​ ​space​ ​there's​ ​this​ ​kind​ ​of​ ​hopefulness​ ​and​ ​that skateboarding​ ​​ ​spirit​ ​will​ ​never​ ​die.​ ​As​ ​much​ ​as​ ​it's​ ​about​ ​loss​ ​it's​ ​about​ ​future​ ​to.   

Sana​ ​-​ ​“Another​ ​point​ ​about​ ​the​ ​end​ ​is​ ​that​ ​for​ ​me​ ​again​ ​if​ ​i​ ​was​ ​empathising​ ​with​ ​them​ ​the end​ ​would​ ​really​ ​work,​ ​it's​ ​not​ ​until​ ​you​ ​are​ ​told​ ​about​ ​the​ ​passion​ ​do​ ​you​ ​really​ ​understand that​ ​they'll​ ​skateboard​ ​anyway​ ​but​ ​you​ ​need​ ​to​ ​create​ ​that​ ​empathy. 

 Costas​ ​-​ ​“I​ ​really​ ​like​ ​the​ ​ending​ ​too​ ​as​ ​it​ ​could​ ​have​ ​been​ ​an​ ​anti​ ​establishment​ ​rant​ ​but​ ​it's not​ ​black​ ​and​ ​white,​ ​as​ ​you​ ​said,​ ​they're​ ​hopeful​ ​and​ ​they​ ​are​ ​able​ ​to​ ​adapt.  

Sana​ ​-​ ​“It​ ​shows​ ​something​ ​about​ ​that​ ​it​ ​is​ ​anti​ ​establishment​ ​that​ ​they'll​ ​keep​ ​skating​ ​it.”  

Costas​ ​-​ ​“But​ ​it​ ​shows​ ​that​ ​it's​ ​not​ ​propaganda​ ​that​ ​it's​ ​more​ ​like​ ​a​ ​calm​ ​thing.​ ​I​ ​kinda disagree,​ ​i​ ​felt​ ​there​ ​was​ ​a​ ​good​ ​build​ ​up​ ​of​ ​nostalgia​ ​and​ ​i​ ​got​ ​that​ ​very​ ​much.​ ​I​ ​think​ ​also that​ ​it​ ​would​ ​have​ ​been​ ​very​ ​attempting​ ​to​ ​go​ ​“oh​ ​i'll​ ​film​ ​my​ ​friend​ ​skating​ ​and​ ​i'll​ ​put​ ​that​ ​in​ ​it instead”.​ ​It​ ​worked​ ​just​ ​as​ ​well,​ ​especially​ ​with​ ​that​ ​shot​ ​of​ ​bristo​ ​today​ ​with​ ​Sam​ ​skating through​ ​it​ ​showing​ ​the​ ​emptiness​ ​of​ ​it.​ ​I​ ​feel​ ​that​ ​it​ ​shows​ ​the​ ​contrast​ ​that​ ​the​ ​emptiness​ ​is still​ ​there.​ ​And​ ​the​ ​skate​ ​stoppers​ ​at​ ​the​ ​end​ ​are​ ​quite​ ​shocking. 

 Sana​ ​-​ ​“I​ ​don't​ ​know​ ​if​ ​there's​ ​some​ ​way​ ​to​ ​film​ ​at​ ​the​ ​end​ ​where​ ​you​ ​don't​ ​identify​ ​with​ ​the figure​ ​but​ ​you​ ​can​ ​film​ ​that…​ ​the​ ​film​ ​that​ ​comes​ ​to​ ​mind​ ​is​ ​paranoid​ ​park​ ​and​ ​how​ ​they captured​ ​the​ ​sense​ ​of​ ​being​ ​on​ ​skates​ ​in​ ​a​ ​way”

  ​ ​Bogu​ ​-​ ​“I​ ​really​ ​liked​ ​your​ ​archive​ ​footage,​ ​i​ ​thought​ ​it​ ​was​ ​really​ ​cool​ ​definitely​ ​gave​ ​me​ ​the sense​ ​of​ ​nostalgia.​ ​I​ ​thought​ ​that​ ​was​ ​built​ ​up.​ ​Generally​ ​i​ ​thought​ ​it​ ​was​ ​very​ ​interesting​ ​as it's​ ​a​ ​place​ ​i​ ​just​ ​pass​ ​by​ ​and​ ​i've​ ​never​ ​paid​ ​attention​ ​to​ ​these​ ​things​ ​(skatestoppers)​ ​sticking out​ ​and​ ​was​ ​very​ ​interested​ ​throughout​ ​the​ ​documentary.​ ​I​ ​thought​ ​the​ ​voiceover​ ​was​ ​very good,​ ​and​ ​how​ ​huw​ ​sounded​ ​like​ ​he​ ​was​ ​a​ ​cool​ ​skater​ ​too,​ ​not​ ​that​ ​he's​ ​not​ ​a​ ​cool​ ​guy,​ ​but​ ​i felt​ ​it​ ​brought​ ​it​ ​together​ ​and​ ​i​ ​really​ ​liked​ ​it​ ​so​ ​yeah.”  

Andy​ ​-​ ​“I​ ​personally​ ​was​ ​very​ ​interested​ ​and​ ​i​ ​also​ ​don't​ ​care​ ​about​ ​skating​ ​at​ ​all.​ ​I​ ​agree​ ​with costas​ ​that​ ​added​ ​skating​ ​footage​ ​wasn't​ ​needed​ ​as​ ​it​ ​would​ ​have​ ​made​ ​it​ ​like​ ​another skating​ ​youtube​ ​video​ ​for​ ​me​ ​if​ ​you​ ​used​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​contemporary​ ​footage.​ ​I​ ​think​ ​the​ ​archive worked​ ​really​ ​well​ ​and​ ​i​ ​do​ ​understand​ ​that​ ​you​ ​could​ ​have​ ​put​ ​the​ ​demolition​ ​at​ ​the​ ​end​ ​but for​ ​this​ ​audience​ ​it​ ​wouldn't​ ​have​ ​had​ ​the​ ​same​ ​effect​ ​as​ ​we​ ​already​ ​know​ ​its​ ​been demolished​ ​but​ ​instead​ ​it​ ​becomes​ ​almost​ ​a​ ​historical​ ​film​ ​in​ ​the​ ​sense​ ​that​ ​you​ ​know​ ​what the​ ​event​ ​is​ ​and​ ​you​ ​get​ ​the​ ​backstory​ ​afterwards​ ​and​ ​i​ ​think​ ​that​ ​works.”  

Naomi​ ​-​ ​“I​ ​think​ ​the​ ​beginnings​ ​really​ ​good,​ ​i​ ​like​ ​the​ ​voiceover​ ​and​ ​pictures.​ ​I​ ​would​ ​have liked​ ​music​ ​at​ ​the​ ​end​ ​as​ ​there​ ​is​ ​music​ ​all​ ​the​ ​way​ ​through.” 

 David​ ​-​ ​“Yeah​ ​we​ ​didn't​ ​have​ ​much​ ​time​ ​as​ ​we​ ​needed​ ​to​ ​get​ ​the​ ​export​ ​done.​ ​We​ ​did​ ​sound without​ ​adding​ ​credits​ ​so​ ​didn't​ ​have​ ​time​ ​for​ ​the​ ​music.” 

 Nora​ ​-​ ​“I​ ​thought​ ​rather​ ​than​ ​the​ ​build​ ​up​ ​to​ ​the​ ​demolition,​ ​which​ ​we​ ​all​ ​knew​ ​about,​ ​i thought​ ​the​ ​build​ ​up​ ​to​ ​the​ ​stoppers​ ​was​ ​really​ ​good​ ​as​ ​that's​ ​something​ ​we​ ​didn't​ ​see​ ​up until​ ​that​ ​point​ ​and​ ​i​ ​thought​ ​it​ ​was​ ​nice​ ​to​ ​have​ ​the​ ​silence​ ​with​ ​the​ ​skate​ ​stoppers.”  

Bogu​ ​-​ ​“They​ ​didn't​ ​just​ ​demolish​ ​it​ ​they​ ​killed​ ​it​ ​for​ ​these​ ​guys​ ​forever.”  

Jack​ ​-​ ​“I​ ​was​ ​wondering​ ​if​ ​your​ ​intentions​ ​behind​ ​the​ ​film​ ​was​ ​to​ ​convince​ ​us​ ​that​ ​the demolition​ ​was​ ​good​ ​or​ ​bad?​ ​I​ ​felt​ ​that​ ​when​ ​you​ ​gave​ ​the​ ​reasons​ ​why​ ​fit​ ​was​ ​demolished for​ ​me​ ​it​ ​kind​ ​of​ ​totally​ ​outweighed​ ​the​ ​skateboarding​ ​side​ ​and​ ​it​ ​felt​ ​justified. 

 Samuel​ ​-​ ​“There​ ​was​ ​a​ ​little​ ​bit​ ​we​ ​could​ ​have​ ​added​ ​if​ ​we​ ​had​ ​more​ ​time​ ​which​ ​was​ ​the​ ​fact that​ ​they​ ​opened​ ​up​ ​the​ ​square​ ​for​ ​a​ ​couple​ ​of​ ​weeks​ ​for​ ​the​ ​graduation​ ​and​ ​the​ ​skaters​ ​all came​ ​back​ ​and​ ​enjoyed​ ​skating​ ​it.​ ​Then​ ​they​ ​closed​ ​it​ ​down​ ​again​ ​and​ ​when​ ​it​ ​was reopened​ ​they​ ​had​ ​added​ ​all​ ​the​ ​skate​ ​stoppers.​ ​It​ ​was​ ​as​ ​if​ ​they​ ​were​ ​teasing​ ​the​ ​skaters with​ ​that.”