Fictional story

Mr. Burns, a Post Electric Play addresses the importance of storytelling and common memory as unifying tools. From fireside tales to grand operas, stories symbolize the preservation and progression of society. Sharing a cultural history establishes bonds that, in a post-apocalyptic situation, could be the difference between life and death. In translating the narrative of this production into a film, it is imperative to retain these major themes. Manipulating mise-en-scene through setting, lighting

I can feel the Fire Monster spread his flames engulfing the whole house. The flames dance dangerously close, and just before they reach me arms wrap around me and pull me away. All I think to do is scream, I scream to be let go and I scream for help. “Mila it’s okay it just me!” Tessa shouts over the roar of the Fire Monster. Just as I feel the heat of the fire rise, I feel Tessa’s shaking body against my back. She’s always so brave. “We have to get out!” I shout back She nods her head, but her

Elena Retli never really cared for the sunrise. In fact, she despised it. All her children would be asleep by now, leaving her alone with her thoughts. She remembered when she used to give a damn about when the sunrise, when it used to actually meant something, like a new beginning, Elena’s old age seemed to finally be catching up with her, mentally of course. The cement was slightly numbing as she exhaled a puff of smoke. She sighed as she looked down to the people below. They all had a life to

For my dissertation I will be comparing the books Frankenstein by Mary Shelly, The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, and finally 1984 by George Orwell. All three books I believe share a common theme which will be the subject of my dissertation. They all hold many themes but the main ones I will be looking at are the perils of playing god, abuse of power, and lastly manipulation and control. One of the main themes of Frankenstein written by Mary Shelly in 1816 is the fall of man which can be

What defines a monster? Is it their grotesque, unnatural appearance that separates them from the rest of mankind, or is it their lack of remorse and compassion that makes them different? The word monster conjures up figures from gothic horror of exotic peoples with horrifyingly exaggerated features, and the kinds of impossible delusive beasts inhabiting the pages of medieval bestiaries. Well at first I thought exactly that. When I used to hear the word “monster”, my mind immediately pictured the

Dantès is also shown to be similar to Frankenstein and Jekyll, in that the three are unable to escape from their creations. Dantès and Jekyll are trapped more so than Frankenstein, as they are the same person as their creations, whereas Frankenstein is trapped by being unable to bring himself to create a female creature due to the effect it may have on society. Frankenstein’s identity is called into question here, as he becomes almost defined, in the Creature’s eyes, as being unable to keep his word

An interesting short story is "Letters from The Samantha" by Mark Helpin. This story tells the fascinating tale, in the form of never sent letters, of an ape brought aboard an iron-hulled sailing ship in 1909 by Samson Low, the ship's captain. Although the author makes a point to tell the reader, through Samson Low, that the animal does not symbolize anything or mean anything, in fact, "He stands for nothing" (280), several arguments can be made to contradict this. One could argue

is not someone that is going to be well liked in the story, especially when Enfield describes Hyde as if ‘there is something wrong with his appearance; something displeasing, something downright detestable. I never saw a man I so disliked.’ Just from this one conversation it soon becomes clear that society has shut this ‘man’ out, particularly when it is revealed that the doctors and everyone in the crowd around the trampled girl in the story feels the same way Enfield does, as if ‘they want to kill

They did it! They finally did it! The wormhole was open and it was stable. The scientists had seconds to celebrate before a figure fell through the wormhole  to the floor of the room. They all leaned over the control pad to look through the bulletproof glass. The figure tried to move, but fell back to the floor.  The head scientist, Travis, ran to open the door after one of the others said it looked like a human boy. The second the door opened, every occupant of the room heard what sounded like

Katherine had never had a blood nose before. She had never experienced the thick metallic smell that filled her nostrils, never ran out of tissues trying to hold back the blood. She’d seen thousands of bloody nostrils and broken teeth from her many summers as a life guard back in high school but nothing had prepared her for the pain a broken nose would entail. She moved her shaking hands to the bridge of her nose, her fingers feeling for the space that was once the perfect straight edge so many had