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SYNOPSIS Patrick, a once loving and creative man, leaves his home and his girlfriend to gain success in the city as a journalist. A story of corruption, redemption and sacrifice awaits, as the beauty of the counryside calls.
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DARWIN SYNOPSIS Ed and Darwin live in a small town, mostly occupied by people of the older-kind. Recently there has been an invasion of teenagers who have been taking the town by force. This on-going rivalry between young and old is a heated one, no alley will be left unsearched as the old try to track down the youth and send them scurrying back to their homes. Ed and Darwin rent a small semi-detached, two-bedroom house together on a quiet road. A neighbour to one side is an old woman named Gladys; she owns a small pet rabbit and like most old woman, is very eccentric. To the other side is a very docile older man who lives with his wife. Across the road lies the love of Ed, a beautiful young Swedish lady called Sophia. On the other hand, Laura, a slightly overweight young woman who is in love with Ed lives just a few houses away along the same street. The houses on this road contain mainly older people; Gladys’s house is the base of operation for the weekly anti-youth meeting. The video shop that Ed and Darwin work at is located in a small shopping area, which is located between their house and the center of town. The shop next to it is a sex shop, owned by the ever-so-scary “Temptress”. There is also a low-budget supermarket near by, an Indian restaurant, and a rundown cinema: The cinema is often a hangout for the youths of the town. The video shop itself is run by a young handsome man called Jack. Ed and Darwin are his only employees. The shop gets deliveries on Wednesdays, the new films not going on the shelf until Friday morning. There is also a small X-rated section that Darwin likes to indulge in. Whilst working he’ll grab a DVD from the shelf and scurry in to the backroom to watch it, as well as perform rather unsightly deeds. Another important part to the town is the nightlife. There are a couple of pubs and a nightclub located a few minutes walk away from the video shop. This is the place for Ed to go on the prowl for attractive young women that are rarely seen elsewhere See Ed and Darwin make fools of themselves, learn important lessons and generally have a lot of fun...
EPISODE BREAKDOWNS EPISODE 1 DRUNK After a pretty woman ignores Ed, he decides it’s time to get some action. Darwin discovers that the supermarket is a great place to meet girls. They find some girls, but Darwin loses interest and ruins a huge display behind them, making the girls flee. Ed decides later that night for them to splash on some cologne and hit the town. They see Jack out with two girls on his arms, but find no luck themselves. Darwin plays on his gameboy as Ed admits defeat. Ed reflects upon the failure in the kebab hut on the way home. The next morning Ed is really down; girls approach them on the way to work and flirt.
EPISODE 2 THE RABBIT Gladys has to go away for a few days for a “secret meeting”; she Ed and Darwin a set of her keys and asks them to look after the rabbit. They quickly get bored and decide to put make-up on the rabbit (Darwin says the make-up isn’t tested on animals, Ed decides that they owe the world to do it). The make-up doesn’t come off so they try to wash it but it doesn’t come off. After frantically cleaning, they take it for a walk (with a rabbit leash). The rabbit disappears; a dog sitting right next to him has fluff in its mouth. They replace it with a toy rabbit. They spy on Gladys the next few days as the rabbits food pile grows larger. She takes it to a vet because it’s not eating. They go with her and tell the vet to play along. The end of the episode sees Ed and Darwin scowl as Gladys drags the toy rabbit home.
EPISODE 3 ROBBERY Jack leaves the shop in Ed and Darwin’s hands for the day. There is a lot of activity within the shop, including “Temptress” coming in for a visit, an old Indian woman searching for porn, and the regular school boy. An irregular customer comes in and tries to rob the shop. Earlier on Darwin came out from the backroom with baby oil and “Bombay Bazookas”; he spilt oil all over the floor. The robber slips and falls on the oil. They grab the cash and both head for the roof and lock the door behind them. They sit on the roof for a while as Jack comes back and finds the robber on the floor. The police come and Ed thinks he is a hero, he shouts in triumph from the roof, Gladys ruins the moment by shouting back.
EPISODE 4 SPORTSMAN Annoyed with not having made anything out of himself, Ed decides to try his hand at sports to see what he’s good at. He tries everything including football, cricket, basketball, and many more. He fails embarrassingly with everything, even losing to a school girl at tennis. At the end he discovers he is amazing at tiddlywinks, but he thinks it’s just something random that he does “if only this was a sport”.
EPISODE 5 DECEASED Ed brags that he is the best cook and to prove it he cooks for Darwin. The next day Darwin doesn’t feel well so they go to accident and emergency. They tell Darwin that it is food poisoning. Ed ignores him whilst speaking to a cute girl who is waiting to be seen. Darwin gets moved to a different hospital without Ed realising. Ed questions where he is, the doctor says “Darwin is not with us anymore”. Ed rushes out and goes home thinking Darwin is dead. At the end Darwin casually walks through the door to Ed’s relief.
EPISODE 6 LESBIAN Ed has been perving over Sophia more than usual, wishing that somehow he would get her. He trains for a few days, to get in better shape; he sums up the courage to go talk to her. As he does a car pulls up. A lady steps out and Sophia runs towards her, they greet each other with a hug and a kiss. Ed screams out “she’s a lesbian!” Darwin replies with “cool”. This episode also see’s a climax of the youth against old storyline.
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DEATH COMES TO THOSE... A man in his early thirties sits in a chair. No objects around him, just emptiness and darkness. A light shines down on him. He sits in silence with his head in hands for ten seconds before starting to speak. I remember that day. I remember like it was my last. How I wanted to cry, but I couldn’t. Not a single tear. Not a single cry. Maybe I had no reason, no right. The despair was there, but blurry. It’s blurry when I try to think back to the funeral home. Blurry when I try to picture faces. But I can feel the despair. I feel numb. Not physically, but mentally. I’m exhausted. My mind won’t think. It wants to give in, but I won’t let it. I can’t. One sec. I can hear a voice. My mother spurring me on. She told me to live life like every day was my last. I remember her face. Her smile. The way she’d comfort me, even at my age. She’d always be so caring. I can even remember the Sunday lunch she used to make. What a cracking meal. Pork, usually, with roast potatoes, Yorkshire puddings all soaked in gravy, and she’d cram as much veg on the plate as she possibly could. My head, it hurts. I’d always leave the vegetables ‘til last, but I’d have to eat them at some point. My God. It’s hard to concentrate. All of these thoughts, these feelings. Then nothing. It’s so comforting to think of the past, almost a relief, but the pain. Come on. Think. It’s hard. I can’t. Everything’s blurry. That’s weird. I remember seeing her on the last day of our holiday. I was twenty-five and it was the last time we went somewhere together. I think it was Spain. Yes. Malaga, I remember. We were on the beach; I took her as a thank you. We’d been a bit distant for a few years, what with me being away. Ouch. A working man. The pain. I had my own apartment, no, not too far away. My god. The visits became less frequent. My head. It’s how families drift apart. It’s unbearable. I had to spend some time with her again. Please stop. I could afford it so I took her to Spain. No. On the last day my Mum sat me down and told me how proud of me she was. I can’t. That’s when she told me. Stop. To live every day like it was my last. Stop. It always stuck with me. Stop. She’d said it to me a few times. STOP! ... What did she say? I can’t remember. Why can’t I remember? The man clutches his head in his hands in sits in silence for a few seconds. Ah, darkness, but relief. Why is this happening? Blur after voice after silence. They’re overlapping now. I can’t think at all. But my head’s not hurting. I close my eyes. It’s faint, but I can see something, a blur. Hey, it’s me again. Six years old. Ha ha, look at me go! I’m a future football star. My little feet. So tiny. I had to give up football. Ah, I’d forgot about my illness. Yeah. Why doesn’t it hurt now? Perhaps I’ve finally been blessed with some relief. I can picture the hospital bed now. Too often had I laid in it. But now. Now I feel different. I feel clean. I feel relief. I feel nothing. The continuous pounding in my head has gone. I can see the funeral home again. Flash after flash. Image after image. Voice after voice. It’s so frustrating, but I have to see. I’m looking around at these blurred faces, nothing. I can see a coffin at the front. I have to look, I need my memory. There’s a figure beside the coffin. I can see it’s open casket and the figure is mourning. I walk to the front and the blurred faces somehow begin to fade. My mother! My Mother? But wait, she’s beside the coffin. What’s going on? Where am I? I don’t want to look. No. I can see in to the casket. No. No! What? My face. Looking back at me. Pale and lifeless. Who am I? Where am I? I look around the funeral home again and it’s empty. All that’s left is my body and me. Everything is starting to blur in to one. A montage of my life. Voices of my mother, my friends, myself. Something triggers and the light begins to fade. No. I’m not scared any more. I feel dizzy. Like I’m spinning, but spinning towards something. Spinning out of my confusion. The darkness has come, I can no longer see. I can no longer move. I have no form. I am just my self. I feel no worry, no confusion. Just relief. The light shining down on him turns off.
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REALITY SUCKS SYNOPSIS A spoof reality show set on stage! Watch as the larger than life characters have to tackle situations building up to the final shootout in the army camp. 6 People begin, only 1 will win. Will it be Arnie? A war hungry, movie character impersinating midget. Will it be Blitzo - the black token guy with scitzophrenia and his imaginary friend Ronald? How about Steve? The Taliban spy. Betty surely has a chance, the ninety year old weighing in with dimentia and a weak bladder. Britney rolls in next, the unwed teen trying to win for her baby at home. Last, but definately not least is Neil, the hippi who came to protest the war, man.
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SCRIPT WRITING Two Hearts Remain Beating (Film) Drugs, theft, sex and lies (TV) Death comes to those... (THEATRE)
JOURNALISM The Future of Government (feature)
CREATIVE WRITING
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During March the students of Greenwich University witnessed the 2008 union election. After weeks of campaigning and voting the elections were cancelled, this was due to suspected fraudulent actions from a number of the candidates. The president will have a two million pound Turnover Company to use how they deem fit. Obviously this can create a lot of tension and on this occasion, cheating. Ben Wraith is one of the students running for the presidency of the student union; he commented that “some people seem to want to win a little too much”. This election turned in to a complete shambles, with one member of the NUS describing it as the “worst election he’s ever seen”. When the election started it seemed that the candidates were being quite aggressive, Ben witnessed a lot of “coercion and intimidation outside the library”. “I blame the union for most of the problems ... there were quite a lot of complaints made about the candidates”. The voting was suspended after three days, with a decision to investigate and then re-run the election following the Easter holidays. Ben also ran for president last year; “a lot of these things happened last year and previous years, but no changes to the system have been made to stop it happening”. When the campaigning begins again the university will be in charge, showing the failure of the student union. Ben commented on the voting; “having a ballot box inside a small cafe, which is still open to the public is daft”. “People have cheated because they’ve been given the opportunity to”. Because of the cancelation, there will no doubt be a smaller turn out next time. A lot of time and money has been wasted on all accounts and it is yet another tick in the faults box of the student union and Greenwich Unviersity.
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Ezekiel Alexander has been a teacher and technician at the University of Greenwich for the past two years and is struggling to fight the powers to be at the top of the chain. With a slight grimace on his face he admits that his head of department “is very domineering and sometimes difficult to deal with”. Ezekiel states they have quite a closed view: “let me make sure you know where you stand and that you better not rise above your position”, “I’ve been a manager before and it’s not good managerial technique”. Obviously this can affect work and although he enjoys working for Greenwich University he admits that he just “comes to work, does his job, and goes home”. The extremely creative Ezekiel manages to work on his own projects, which includes music composition, and admits that when it comes to teaching he doesn’t see it as his whole career. However this hands-off approach seems to have opened him up to see what is really going on around him. “I think that there are personalities that are difficult to manage and other people’s egos; people do a lot of politicising, form alliances, and all the rest of it”. Although politics sometimes interfere he believes that the university is a very interesting place with a lot of diversity, both of ethnicity and skills. He says that sometimes this is difficult to deal with, especially when some people are excelling and others not going to classes, making it hard to judge how they are coping. He jokingly gives advice to students in the form of “sit down and shut up”, and follows up with a more heartfelt response: “get everything you can while you’re here, it’s a once in a lifetime opportunity to explore ideas, try out new things and be your own boss for a while”.
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They warn us with a possible fine of one thousand pounds, they knock down our doors, they send us letters, but yet students will not budge and pay for a TV license. TV licenses are currently £139.50 for a colour television, and £47 for a black and white television. Does that mean if you get caught and you de-colourise it that you only have to pay the smaller fee? That’s the first hint. The next is to not let them in; if they knock they can only come in if invited, not too dissimilar to vampires. Tip number three is the hiding places available. If you’re on campus there are some obvious ones like the cupboard or wardrobe, but I say be creative! I spoke to Steven, who said he once heard of a group of students hiding all of their televisions in the shower, genius! Steven has lived on Avery Hill campus now for two years and admits that he’s “never paid for one” and thinks that the television licensing people are quite frankly “a bunch of tossers”.”They use scare tactics, they hand deliver letters and say they’ll ring you”, “but I don’t think I even know anyone who pays for one”. So maybe instead of making sure students pay for a television license, the television licensing people should be trying to improve the product, which would then be worth the fee. “Why pay for a television license when you can download things for free?” Not all students are money grabbing loiterers; most don’t frankly think it is worth the money. Steve says “I rarely watch TV, the only reason I really have one is to play x-box”.
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On Monday January 7th journalism students were greeted by a new face. Asked to complete a few practical tasks and given a huge piece of reading, the students were already feeling slightly apprehensive about the future of their Monday afternoons. No longer would Mondays be seen as socialising time with the occasional piece of work, no, Mondays would be feared. So a new term brings a new teacher, along with it a new reign. It leaves me to wonder whether Mondays will ever be the same again.
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The storm clouds over London are about to throw a bolt of thunder down upon us. Our “government” is going to implode. Let me explain further: with many internal battles, as well as the countless external conflicts, the divide between different parties will become too great. All we wait for is the one man, the one woman, who will be placed as the figurehead of our government only to be walked over from all sides. This will allow the growth of these “divides”. These divides will grow and a split will take our country by storm. Now think of what you know of Blair and Bush, or even Britain and America. The alliance, seemingly so one sided it was deemed ridiculous. This one sidedness will not end with Bush’s resignation, no; America wants to rule the world. There has been an idea of a world government for a long time. It has yet to have been realised, but America are pushing themselves as just that. But what gives them the right? Is it their overall dominance in media, as well as their blind patriotism? Perhaps it’s their near dominance in the armed forces and strong allies. I’m sure that speculation will not help. The facts are that America, as a whole, manipulate, they steal, and more importantly than anything else, they kill. The fear for Britain is whether we want to be part of this, or against it. Many people will side out of fear. Maybe America themselves, are the terrorists.
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Ben Wraith, a third year philosophy and politics student, is currently running for the presidency of the University of Greenwich’s student union. Ben, and others running for vice president roles, are headed under the ‘things can only get better’ banner. They believe that they can help improve the university and what it offers to students. Ben has accomplished many things whilst studying at the university; including helping create an unofficial University of Greenwich newspaper alongside Chris Williams, and heading a campaign to give students a new student ID card. “We’ve seen other university ID cards and they were plastic credit cards with colour photographs...so we organised a campaign on facebook, we got just under one thousand students signed up and within weeks the university told us, partly because of the campaign, they were going to be introducing the new cards from this September”. Ben believes that “this was a real demonstration of student power”, however not everything works. “It’s just choosing the right battles”, “if students of Greenwich get together they can change any part of the university they want to”. Ben has been around Greenwich now for a few years, both studying and working at the university and his passion to improve student life is great. He genuinely listens to what the students have to say, which can be quite rare; “students are always saying to me they love the place, but the university is very frustrating...it could be so much better”. “We can change everything” and if elected Ben would effectively be in charge of a two million pound turnover company, allowing for drastic changes. Bens aim, if he becomes president, is to “build a bit more of a community because it can be a bit lifeless at times”, he would also strive to achieve things such as a quality newspaper, longer library opening hours, and many more: “there’s a long list of things that need to be changed”. However he believes that it is not as bleak as it may seem “I think there is so much potential here”; “I think I can help achieve some of that”. Ben is keen to show students how they can help. Changes can begin with new students, because if they start in the right manner they can continue on throughout the whole of their university experience: “if we can get the first years enthused when this lot arrive then we can build something exciting”. “I think for new students the key thing is when you get to university to try and get all of the rubbish out of the way first; get all of the paperwork done so then you’re free to get involved with as much as possible”. His advice to new students continues: “really explore and find out what’s going on within the university and the local area”, this includes for students to “go to the student union; ask how you can get involved and what’s going on”. Ben is running against a few other candidates, one of them including a relative of the current president. Many students hope Ben wins as they believe that he is someone who can bring change to the University of Greenwich.
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Whether it involves listening to some tunes on an iPod, going to see a gig, or just generally listening to some classic anthems, music is an integral part of student life. One of the best aspects of the social life in London is the thousands of different venues the city has to offer. Going to see live music can be an exhilarating experience, but how do you distinguish between a good band, and some loud rubbish? Well there are many things to look for, and with social networks such as Myspace it is becoming easier to find and preview new and exciting bands. One upcoming band that has been playing locally in and around the Greenwich area is called Amanacer. Amanacer are an indie band from Bromley. Their line-up consists of vocalist Simon Jones, guitarist Nick Edwards, drummer Dave Persiva, and a bass player known only as Deano. Two of the members study at the University of Greenwich and it is not unusual for a band to juggle creating music with work or studying; however with little spare time it is important to know what makes a good song. Amanacer, although still in their early phases, are experts at this. Simon Jones, the lead singer of Amanacer, believes that “lyrics are important because they give a song a meaning and a direction, and it gives the person who is listening a sense of where the person that wrote the song is coming from”. However lyrics are not always the first things that are noticed, as Simon says “people are initially taken by a groove or a melody” and the melodies that Amanacer produce are top notch. Songs such as ‘indie hip chick’ and ‘same old same old’ jump right up and strangle the boredom out of you. With fast paced songs, catchy melodies and a generally likeable vibe the band has potential to be floor fillers. When watching Amanacer it is obvious that they take time to develop their songs, both in the studio and out; for the live audience to enjoy. It’s also nice to see a band that will hang around and have a drink with the fans after playing. Simon believes that fame is not the most important thing for the band; “I personally want to take our tunes to everyone that wants to listen and it’s pretty much as simple as that. Wherever that takes me, I don’t know but as long as people get to hear the tunes.” However as most bands will admit, Amanacer are keeping the door open to become famous if and when the time comes, and who could blame them? “We're not people that are going to shirk away from success. When it comes, we'll take it, embrace it and want to be bigger and bigger.”Amanacer are a really entertaining band and if you want to hear something different and experience a new sound go and check these guys out today, they’re worth it. If you want to find out more about Amanacer go to www.amanacer.co.uk or check their Myspace page at www.myspace.com/amanacermusic for free songs and tour dates. |
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 SYNOPSIS: Sentience is a book written from the perspective of a killer; delving in to his deepest thoughts whilst newly married Patrick and Sarah unknowingly move to a new home which will change their lives forever.
Chapter 1: A killers mind I don't know what I feel any more. How could I? Entrapped and enclosed, not in a specific place but a state of mind; memories tangled and twisted. I don't know where I am. At the same time as this uncertainty I feel a distinct sense of what can only be described as peace.
Chapter 2: New born lovers ‘What a stinker of a day,’ came the murmur from Patrick, who was performing his morning ritual of rinsing his face, brushing his teeth and shaving.
A slight reflection of what I once was; mirrors serve no use for me now, the skin-deep attraction seemingly useless as far as I’m concerned. Still from time to time I catch a blurry image in the corner of my eye, a scattered reflection. This time I catch my image on the television screen. Even though dust has gathered, I can make out my figure, my grief. I can’t describe what I see; it pains me far too much. Instead I fall to my knees again … staring, searching.
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