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The Speaker’s voice surfaced amid the aural murk. I applied a background-noise-reduction filter to the audio and watched it again. Years elapsed and one day the son mustered the gumption to make something of himself, start a career, and here they were now at the same conference-the son rattling on about value-based pricing and making his father proud. So the Listener disowned his son, said he’d never be welcome back home-in Georgia, I decided. The Listener was a hardworking business man who started at the company because he’d impregnated his wife. The Speaker was a college dropout who’d couch-surfed across the country and partied like everyday was his twenty-first birthday. An old-fashioned family, since their age difference couldn’t have exceeded twenty years. My first thought was that they were father and son. His presence pervaded the shot, even though he didn’t utter a syllable. He conveyed a sense of familiarity with the dialogue, a confidence in its parameters and trajectory. I was struck by the rehearsed quality to the way he was listening. He was wearing a conservative business suit and a cowboy hat banded with silver Conchos. The Listener stood with his hands in his pockets, his smile restrained but frank. He was mute, gabbing while fingering his shirtsleeves and laughing. The layered hubbub of the conference made it impossible to understand what he was saying, or even hear his voice. The Speaker was wearing a maroon shirt tucked into a pair of pinstriped slacks. The clip was one minutes nineteen seconds, exhibiting two men engaged in conversation-one talking, one listening, the occasional passerby entering and exiting the frame. The camera was balanced on a flat surface or else mounted on a tripod. At first it stood out because of the sober composition. There was a fisheye shot of Austin Lee, my boss, cussing as he struggled to shake a pebble out of his shoe an extreme close up of a woman’s eye, zooming out to reveal Rebecca Fuentes, the CMO, hitting on a wary caterer and an upside-down shot of Frank Shoehammer, of Williams and Shoehammer, preaching Rapid-Deployment CRM to a ring of awestruck disciples.
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There were shots racking focus between the partner pavilion and a wine glass in the foreground chandelier-shots from ascending escalators, alternate takes from descending escalators snap-pans and tilts from domestic logos to partner logos to customer logos Dutch angles on corporate slogans and product taglines apparitional shots of the guests’ reflections in windows scores of shots starring lens flares and blown-out windows experimentations with in-camera effects-black and white, sepia tone, and solarized.
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I slogged through hundreds of B-roll clips, so stylized they could’ve been dailies for a student film or a MOMA installation. I’d copied four hours of raw footage onto my hard drive and brought it home, thinking I’d get a laidback head start on the project by sitting on the couch with a six-pack and acquainting myself with the content.