The Devil In Him

Rose came awake with a jerk and she rubbed her eyes with the back of her palm in a disoriented motion. The high pitched laugh that had woken her up came again this time right outside the bedroom door and she knew Daniel was home. He rapped on the mahogany door with heavy blows and cursed loudly.

“Open…I said open the goddamn door Rose, you don’t want to keep a man away from the comfort of his own bed.” His voice was slurred and she knew he was drunk again. Continue reading

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Lousy Joints

My granddad dislikes rainfall. Not just it, he dislikes everything that comes with it; the chilly breeze, the mist, everything. He hates the fact that he has to be reminded once more of the leaking roof that never quits dripping down on the only mattress in the house, forming shapeless obscure pictures in the middle, like the urine of a little baby. The rain doesn’t bother about how he feels nor does it care how I do. It however, hears the curses we yell, which, perhaps is the reason it sneaks on us each time. It doesn’t just come when we are around to place empty buckets on top his priceless mattress he said his wife bought him a long time ago or to place little bowls at another corner near the cupboard where some bags near. It comes with so much intriguing style and it makes him think the rain makers have their eyes on him. Continue reading

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My mind is tinted by vagueness surrendering its will

but a vivid sensual orchestra of gentle moaning music

Your crispy black body entangles mine,

letting the sweet excitement therein linger on

On top the roof, the hemisphere of our lovemaking,

and onto the pinnacle of this intoxicating sin

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Shooting A Music Video (Kelly B_ I Rep Jesus) – JOSEPH ADELEKE A.

The last post was on setting for your shoot. Since the aim of this series is to share my experience on set and also as a film maker, I will like to make this week’s topic “Shooting a Musical”.

Music video seems to be described as one of the simplest type of video anyone can shoot, but the truth is that it is more complicated than we hear people say. It is true that as a cinematographer we don’t have to obey the 180 degree rule (in film making), when it comes to shooting a musical. Continue reading

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Self-Love: A Vital Ingredient For Happiness

​She wasn’t very attractive neither was she a celebrity but as she walked into the room slowly, she looked around at the numerous eyes that were fixated on her and smiled to herself. “Some things never change,” she thought proudly. Everywhere she went, she had the same effect on people. Many wondered how she always managed to enter a room and light it up and she always revealed her secret. “It’s pretty easy, you know? The moment I began to love myself, the universe responded to me with open arms. The secret is self-love.” Continue reading

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The Story and It’s Location

In last week’s topic I shared my opinion on “The power of Gratitude” and I remembered I bordered on showing appreciation to those who in one way or the other contributes to the progress and completion of our films. It is important for us to know that it does not necessarily need to involve monetary appreciation but also appreciation in behaviour and relations with workers. So in midst of knowing how to go about writing our story and getting our cast, I will like to share my opinion on “The Story and It’s Location”. Continue reading

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The Graduate’s Story – True Life Experience Episode 6

Excerpt from episode 5:

I thought I still had Ella until I noticed how carried away she was by the talks of this man. She laughed and was smug. I was angry and depressed at the same time as I gazed from afar. It’s hopeless, she’s gone, something said within me. Just when I thought it was a mere evening date, this man brought out a small white box which seemed like a talisman given by a local witch doctor. On a closer look, it was a beautiful white box. Oh my God!. As he made to the floor with his knees, I shouted.

This was the beginning of my story as a married man, a husband and a Graduate.

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I fixed my gaze at them. They were seated and gorging themselves on cupcakes and tiny shreds of chips in ketchups. The bar was pretty noisy and but grand decor. It was a perfect site for the love story that inadvertently wrote. The gala swathes of ivy that decorated the large hall and holly curtains on the bay windows, the lighting; the enormous chandeliers with serrated nozzles that buried luminous lights hanging above the ceilings and to top it all, the place was brightly-lit and people were abuzz with animated chatters.  Continue reading

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The Chronicles Of Ade Abel Episode 3 – DA JANDY

Excerpt from episode 2:

His mind was full with tales to tell at least he had held on to a little success in the city, his boss was well pleased with him and even gave him some money with which to celebrate the festive season. The only thing that saddened him was the fact that he had not fulfilled his dream of gaining higher education.

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The road was packed full with motorist plying it, women trading their wares and street beggars going about their business. The journey was really tiresome. After many hours on the road due to the hold up, Ade finally got home amidst cheers from his family members and friends. 
Mr. Abel was glad that his son was not looking bad at all and Mrs. Abel couldn’t hide her joy as well.
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Your First Cast As An Independent Film Maker – ADELEKE JOSEPH A

Last week, I shared my opinion on “Your Story” and I remember I said my first story was not better than the worst story I had seen. I remember I titled my first story “Tears”, though the title originally was “A million Tears”. But, when I told one of my lecturer/ mentor (Tunde Olaoye) about it, he said one’s title shouldn’t reveal what one story is all about. Instead it should always create series of questions in the mind of the audience. So he suggested ‘Tears’ and so it was. After several months, I wrote the story again and made the project with Afrique l’timeline. One thing I have learnt with time is that you can always make your work better once you have been able to identify your mistakes from your first trial.  Continue reading

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I was like that black and white picture hung on the wall

Devoid of colour but contented with my loneliness

Then you came along

And brought colour to my life

I was all shades of bright

And happy with my new-found beauty Continue reading

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