Style C.E.Thompson

  SCENE 6 INT. NAOMI' S APARTMENT. DAY (with real empathy) (V.O.) SHE KNOWS WHEN TO ARRIVE AND WHEN TO LEAVE YOURSELF ALONE.

SCENE 6 INT. NAOMI' S APARTMENT. DAY (with real empathy) (V.O.) SHE KNOWS WHEN TO ARRIVE AND WHEN TO LEAVE YOURSELF ALONE.  

SCENE 6 INT. NAOMI' S APARTMENT. DAY (with real empathy) (V.O.) SHE KNOWS WHEN TO ARRIVE AND WHEN TO LEAVE YOURSELF ALONE.  

SCENE 6 INT. NAOMI' S APARTMENT. DAY (with real empathy) (V.O.) SHE KNOWS WHEN TO ARRIVE AND WHEN TO LEAVE YOURSELF ALONE.  

NOAMI FULL MOON | Carlos Eduardo Thompson SCENE 6 INT. NAOMI' S APARTMENT. DAY NAOMI IS TIRED. BLACK AND WHITE . NAOMI LAYING ON THE SOFA | APPROACH NAOMI And when I feel my arms crossed over my legs, my words fade away and other sounds fill my dreams and my room... the night passes and I go crazy... (with real empathy) (V.O.) SHE KNOWS WHEN TO ARRIVE AND WHEN TO LEAVE YOURSELF ALONE.  

NOAMI FULL MOON | Carlos Eduardo Thompson SCENE 4 EXT. STREET - DAY NOAMI INSIDE YOUR LAMBORGHINI CUT TO: NAOMI'S EYES . APPROACH TO THE IRIS CUT TO : NAOMI'S FACE IN YELLOW AND DARK BACKGROUND NOAMI This short time, full of love that you give me, that you give me full of pleasure. Hours are a silly day of emotion that we can barely pay attention to the sadness that comes. The sadness that goes goes away from me. And when I breathe in, leaving you breathless you open your nostrils, hurt and feline almost suffocating.  

SCENE 4 EXT. STEEET - DAY NOAMI INSIDE YOUR LAMBORGUINI CUT TO: NAOMI'S EYES . APPROACH TO THE IRIS  

 NOAMI FULL MOON | Carlos Eduardo Thompson SCENE 4 EXT. STREET - DAY NOAMI INSIDE YOUR LAMBORGHINI CUT TO:

  NFTs + WEB 3 : THE FUTURE OF PROMOTING THE CROWDFUNDING CULTURE Carlos Eduardo Thompson MUNICIPAL THEATER OF RIO DE JANEIRO

NOAMI FULL MOON | Carlos Eduardo Thompson SCENE 2. DAY - INT.  

NOAMI FULL MOON | Carlos Eduardo Thompson SCENE 1. DAY - INT. CUT TO : CON'T SCENE 1 . DAY - INT . CAMERA SHOT ON NAOMI ON THE FLOOR . EYES FIXED ON THE BAR ALONE . NAOMI Speak of these American woman arms that wrapped around the man that I found in Rio. Strong and sensual arms. Tell them that I was one who loved not wisely, but far too well that-that I was never afraid to wear my heart on my outfit and I adore the things my wife will one day hate about herself, tell them ...tell them I picked up my son every single day and I told him that he was a miracle. That my pleasure had the spine of a daffodil and gleaming pearls, my iris’s. Tell them I kept it real! Tell them that I kept it funky! Tell them that I kept it 100! That I kept it “G’d up from my feet up”! That I was, “Real rap raw, in the flesh!” That I “RARRR RARRR LIKE A DUNGEON DRAGON!” That they tried to lock me, t...

NAOMI FULL MOON | Carlos Eduardo Thompson SCENE 1. NIGHT - INT. CUT TO : CON'T SCENE 1 .NIGHT - INT . CAMERA CLOSE ON NOAMI'S FACE IN A BAR ALONE . NAOMI Speak of honor. Speak of the nights that my eye sockets swamped my nights into a river. Tell them that I was honest and felt everything, tell them that I didn’t hide, that an army of hooded men with sickles, introduced themselves to my front door and my heart was a Brazilian boyfriend. Tell them that I was a righteous girl, that I was a righteous girl, intense. That I was my brother's keeper. That I held my friends tight, like the first drop on a rollercoaster. Speak and make loyalty like my Brazilian love, my new side. Speak of the wars that American women fought against the blood-leeching demons. Goblin-like creatures with mouths as wide as the gates of hell! High-jacking my serenity until it set ablaze like a church in the south! Speak of horror! But speak of love, too.  

NOAMI FULL MOON | Carlos Eduardo Thompson SCENE 1. NIGHT - INT. CON'T SCENE 1 .NIGHT - INT . CAMERA CLOSE ON NOAMI : WAIST UP IN A BAR ALONE .                                                                                                                            CUT TO :   NAOMI     Tell them I never moved unless it improved upon stillness, this here was no walk in the park. That life felt like a cigarette break, during a one-night stand There were mornings where I wanted to staple my eyelids shut because the sunrise was a horror film that I never wanted to wake up in...tell them I wasn’t perfect. Speak of fear...speak of discouragement....

SCENE 1. NIGHT - INT. CAMERA CLOSE ON IMAGE OF NOAMI'S BLOODY MOUTH . SHE FEELS THIRST AND DESIRE. YELLOW TONES AND PARCELAIN FACE . PUT THE PSYCHODELISM IN THE ART OF THE SCENE . NAOMI For the days that I wanted to die, I begged you before I’m six feet beneath the soil. Before the maggots hug my flesh to a shivering carcass...speak of me as I am. Nothing false nor set down caught in malice. I pray that you would tell them that I live in Rio as a proud woman, that I was one who never spoke unless it improves upon silence.                                                                                                                           ...