Steven Spielberg’s Winter Light
Opening: black screen black background remains white lettering announces:
WINTER LIGHT:
next screen as before: a Stephen Spielberg film new screen as before: produced by Stephen Spielberg
new screen: written by Stephen Spielberg
new screen: directed by Stephen Spielberg
new screen: and starring Stephen Spielberg as the aliens
new screen: Max Von Sydow as the man Liv Ullman as his wife
new screen: and Michael Shannon as the Woodcutter
new screen: “What makes me drunk makes me wiser.” Heraclitus (wrongly attributed)
after a 20 second interval an establishing shot in black and white of a Lutheran church on a hill on an overcast day late morning snow all around the stark building, a bare tree as high as the church to the left of the building
shot held for a minute in silence with the gradual introduction of the sound of voices singing a traditional hymn.
A voice over (the Woodcutter):
“…. some people say that life is quiet here…..”
cut to a close up of the woodcutter slightly bent at the waist as he shaves himself in a makeshift mirror with a straight razor. He is so intent on his work he does not see the peripheral image of the wife wielding an axe about to swing. The malevolence in her intent is clearly evident in her expression as seen over the woodcutter’s left shoulder as she approaches him
abrupt cut back to the church as before Voice over
“…. people say the silence is God’s will at work….”
Abrupt cut to a flaming unidentified flying object miles above in the sky
Voice over a new voice: Spielberg’s: “A screaming comes across the sky”
Abrupt cut back to the original opening scene: a still life scored for congregational voices and flaming object
Cut to the Woodcutter’s Cottage
Interior medium shot
The woodcutter is dressed for work: worn flannel shirt, heavy outdoorsman pants held in place by suspenders. His unruly gray/ black hair is uncombed and unwashed. He is a man of indeterminate age maybe late 40’s/ early 50’s Work has made him hard but prematurely aged.
He speaks directly into the camera:
“…. some of us know that beneath the veneer, the quiet of the village, the church on the hill, the faithful singing, lies man’s deepest, innermost lustful thoughts and desires, the darkness that lies at the heart of the night….”
Blank screen: (VO) “….Then the aliens arrived….”
Cut to the hill Long shot as before
On the right side of the church an Ed Wood kind of space craft/ contraption has landed next to the church. The bubble top of the craft flips open on rusty hinges and two space suited alien creatures climb out. These aliens resemble ones from Mars Attacks, the Tim Burton version. They consider the church for a second, draw their ray guns from side holsters, aim them at the building and a visible multi-colored ray spews forth completely obliterating the church.
Not even a smoking ruin left behind.
Their mission completed, they climb back into their craft and speed away. The whole sequence should seem highly coordinated, matter of fact and last no more than a couple of minutes.
Cut to Woodcutter cottage
He is speaking in the same matter of fact way:
“……some say it was an act of God. That what happened here affirmed His unknowable works and plans. That He was so inscrutable those of us who remained must accept the obvious: He has a plan….”
Pause Cut to pebble strewn beach on an overcast, gloomy day. Think the final scene of Hour of the Wolf.
A blood-spattered Liv Ullman addresses the camera directly: “…. some say that when a man and a woman live together for many years they come to resemble each other. I sure as hell hope not….”
as she speaks camera moves from her face to the beach and that badly abused body of the man lying on the beach
Cut to Woodcutter’s Cottage:
“…others say the opposite: that there is no plan. That God is dead or that He may never have existed….”
Cut to a blank screen
Woodcutter is still speaking:
“….by the time we find out it will be too late and it won’t matter anyway….”
Scene gradually fades to black faint echoes of a congregation singing then once the screen is complete dark large white lettering scrolls down think Star Wars opening scenes:
Spielberg voice over:
“Follow the bouncing ball” an actual bouncing ball careens over the letters as he speaks:
“There is a Hand to turn time. Though thy glass today be run, Till the Light that hath brought the Towers low Find the last poor Pret’rite one…. Till the Riders sleep by ev’ry road. All through our crippl’d Zone. With a face on ev’ry mountainside. And a Soul in ev’ry stone….”
Now everybody—–“
As Spielberg’s VO ends, a musical air by John Williams begins, increasing in volume: stirring martial music the stuff people fight interstellar wars to
Alan Catlin has published a number of full-length collections of poetry recently including: Exterminating Angels and How Will the Heart Endure? (Kelsay Books), Listening to a Moonlight Sonata (Impspired) and Bar Guide for the Seriously Deranged (Roadside Press). He is the poetry and reviews editor of Misfitmagazine.net