Two minutes, fifty-eight seconds and well worth the time.
“I dissected all of Hitchcock’s Rear Window and stiched it back together in After Effects. I stabilized all the shots with camera movement in them. Since everything was filmed from pretty much the same angle I was able to match them into a single panoramic view of the entire backyard without any greater distortions. The order of events stays true to the movie’s plot.”
Dope
This is a vivid exert from my dream last night…
As I sat conversing with a peer at a long, school cafeteria-style table in what could also describe the room; I noticed my aunt sitting alone. I moved my once bench now a chair twards her with my peer mid statement. Moments after pulling her in to the conversation, she inhaled in the fashion of a concerned parent about to tell me of the impending divorce and said, “rich, do you smoke pot?” my dream self replied without so much as a skip “yep!”. Then, with a slight sigh of relief, she replied “let’s eat this acid” and broke off what looked like a small piece of some 6” bubble lisish.
The rest was just madness.
Driving under the super influence on busy freeways..
Drug fueled boners while huggin secret crushes…
And giant cicadas.