Yes dear Zuiks and Zuikettes, OM-lovers :-) all over the world,
Do you occasionally have the urge to expand your creative mind beyond the
limits of still photography and become a movie director? Here's your chance!
Just put a 36-exposure roll of slide film in your OM camera, attach a Motor
Drive, and start filming! Are 7 seconds not long enough for your scenes?
Just add a 250 Film Back 1 to your equipment, load 10m of bulk slide film
into it and you can even shoot scenes of 50 seconds!
Of course, a slide projector won't do anymore, what you want is a 35mm
cinema projector that is set to 5 frames / second <g>.
What else? A working title for your project. How about "OM - The Movie"?
And, of course, a good script. Here are some thoughts for Scene 1. Any
similarities with existing people are, of course, purely coincidal.
Action!
<scene 1>
A lady with a huge backpack that can take loads of Zuikware steps into a
camera shop, where she sees a mint OM-1n Black. She asks the young man
behind the counter "How much?". The salesman replies "That is a very special
camera, miss. It is brand new, belonged to an old lady who never used it and
always kept it in her garage. 300 dollars." "Not in a 300 years", the lady
with the backpack replies in a decisive tone, "but wait - garage, you said?
Do YOU have a garage, young man?" The salesman stares at her as if he just
saw a Spaceman, and stutters "G g g ga ga ga gagagaga garage? I? Have? Yes,
but..." "Show me", the lady interrupts him, "and take that lovely body with
you, because I really like it. The OM, that is." The salesman tries to
protest, but mysterious forces seemed to have taken over his body, as he
sees himself pick up the camera, and take it and the lady to the garage.
"Right!" the lady attacks, "so you're a salesman, I am a customer, we're in
a garage, so what does that make this deal? Hint? Hint? Hint?" As the young
salesman turns pale, he stutters "Ahh Uhh A a g g ga ga gagaga garage
garagesale?" "Right!" the lady continuous, raising her voice, "So HOW MUCH
for that OM body do I pay? Hint? Hint? Hint?" as she waves with a ten dollar
bill... The young salesman turns green, red, purple. He can hardly breath,
as if mysterious forces squeeze him by the throat. Cold sweat runs down his
face. He sees nothing but mist and stars before his eyes, and all in a
sudden he hears himself speak, although he does not feel his mouth moving:
"T t t t te teeee teeee. Ten d. d dol Ten dollars?" "SOLD!" the lady yells,
puts the bill in his hands, grabs the OM-1n and walks to the door. The
salesman, slowly coming to his senses, asks her, "How did you do that?
Miss? Miss?". "The name is Fong", the lady replies, "Daisy Fong." She closes
the door, and violins start playing "Que sera, que sera".
</scene 1>
Next phase: The Phototechnical Group.
Hans Spielberg
The Unofficial Olympus OM Sales Information File
http://www.veluwen.demon.nl/om-sif.htm
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