Getting Into Groups

Everyone had to present chosen story and then we had to get into groups. Unfortunately, I'm not going to work on the story I've chosen. Instead me and my group will be working on a section from a book 'Red Robe' by Jon Courtenay Grimwood.

As we were in group of four we've arranged a group meeting and decided that everyone should write their own screenplay and do a rough storyboard.

Here is the piece of text from the 'Red Robe':

Chapter Forty-Seven

Down Through Zero

The gyrobike ate up the road like Axel was in some advertisement for nanetic shaving dust, penis transplants, sperm-freezing facilities…Something typically macho but tender. Gualagara’s The White Condor ran as a backing track (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L1knkis2H2U), Axl wasn’t big on reworked Dutch trance but he figured it was the Ludwig Van/Tierra del Fuego mix. Light and breezy like the new countryside.

Each tight curve came up to meet him in an easy blur of hedgerow and overhanging oaks, the straights opening out to zip past on either side. The curves getting less tight and the straights longer each klik the Honda got closer to Vajrayana. ‘00.09.59’, read the Seiko timecode. It had been flashing deeper red, in ten minute bites, for the last fifty minutes. Had Axl enough time, he’d have stopped and found some way to disconnect it. But the city was at least thirty minutes away and the airport was beyond.

Axl was going to make that cruiser. Without Kate, without Mai, but at least with himself. Some things you just did, no matter how atupid they appeared to others…He’d broken up one marriage procession, terrified more horses than he dared to remember and only just managed not to leave himself as a smear along the road when he flipped out of a curve and almost went under the wooden wheels of a cart.

Dutch to Deutsch, the trance choon changed a gear and Axl instictively blipped his throttle, grinning like a lunatic.

Taken from redRobe page 345  by jon coutenay grimwood