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Trailer – 02 – Stubborn
[CUT, BLACK SCREEN, CONTINUOUS ZOOM OUT]
Only low, deeply grumbling noises can be heard. The view zooms out, revealing the previous blackness being a mere close-up of a pitch black circular area being criss-crossed by slightly curved stark white line. It has a feel of modern art in an abstract, geometrical style to it.
As the point of view moves further away it becomes clear the circle is really a sphere floating a dozen stories or so above the highest buildings in the centre of a city surrounded by small mountain ridges.
The ground under the sphere is for a radius of hundreds of meters pitch black while the part of the buildings above ground level are in the same dimming light of a sun short of setting as is the rest of the city. It soon becomes obvious the buildings in the inappropriately large shadow of the sphere are slowly sinking into the darkness below as if being pulled. Some are slightly askew. A few have huge gashes in their sides and a giant axe seems to be sticking in the largest building.
The buildings not encircled by the shadow are entirely unaffected.
[CUT, FOCUS: SPHERE]
The sphere fills the view almost entirely. Without any warning the sphere wobbles, deforms, bulges in parts. It deforms so much in one part the surface of it seems to enclose an arm with fingers formed in claws. Only moments later this is the spot the surface of the sphere breaks with large gushes of a erythroid liquid exploding outwards. The arm coming out of the sphere is covered in it.
[CUT, ZOOM OUT, SPHERE IN CENTRE]
The sphere is once again seen, floating above the city but now only a few levels above ground, at best on the same level as the tallest buildings outside of the shadow. The liquid, too dark to be blood and still reminiscent of it, keeps gushing forth. Its volume is already way past the amount the sphere should have been able to contain.
A second arm has joined the first, ripping the wound in the surface further open until a single-horned, blood-covered head with glowing eyes sticks out, soon followed by a torso.
The sphere explodes. The amount of blood this flameless explosion produces ridicules the laws of physics in its volume. The low grumbling noises stop with a shriek.
As the bloody rain falls a tall figure towers of the remnants of half-sunken buildings. It is slightly hunched over, the eyes glowing defiantly, the shoulders put forward as if to take on anything that dares. Waves of red are splashing around its ankles, the city's sewers not being able to drain off the excessive amounts.
Then it lifts its head in a roar, animalistic.
[CUT, WHITE FONT ON BLACK SCREEN]
Sometimes, when the World tells you to move, you have to make a stand. So you lower your head, stare it straight in the eye and say:
[CUT, WHITE FONT ON BLACK SCREEN]
NO – YOU MOVE
[CUT, BLACK SCREEN]
[CUT, WHITE FONT ON BLACK SCREEN]
THIS IS EVANGELION