Brief
Translate one script from a small pre-chosen selection of scripts into typographic art.
Must use my own custom typeface, Baskerville and Helvetica. (alternatively Times New roman or Ariel if neither of the latter are accessible.)
The goal is to make it so that you not only read what the characters are saying but also metaphorically hear it. With the text manipulated into implying how it said or sounds.
Identify which typeface compliments the characters.
I may have very minimal amounts of drawing in the work.
Must be mainly black and white. I've been given the option to use one additional color of my choosing sparingly.
final work must be presented in an ISSUU digital book format.
Task deadline: 13th of May 2021
Must use my own custom typeface, Baskerville and Helvetica. (alternatively Times New roman or Ariel if neither of the latter are accessible.)
The goal is to make it so that you not only read what the characters are saying but also metaphorically hear it. With the text manipulated into implying how it said or sounds.
Identify which typeface compliments the characters.
I may have very minimal amounts of drawing in the work.
Must be mainly black and white. I've been given the option to use one additional color of my choosing sparingly.
final work must be presented in an ISSUU digital book format.
Task deadline: 13th of May 2021
Script
SCRIPT 4 Taken from Pulp Fiction
THE WOLF: Strip.
VINCENT: All the way?
THE WOLF: To your bare ass.
(As they follow directions, The Wolf enjoys a smoke)
THE WOLF: Quickly gentlemen, we got about fifteen minutes before Jimmie’s better half comes pulling into the driveway.
JULES: This morning air is some chilly shit.
VINCENT: Are you sure this is absolutely necessary?
THE WOLF: You know what you two look like?
VINCENT: What?
THE WOLF: Like a couple of guys who just blew off somebody’s head. Yes, stripping’ off those bloody rags is absolutely necessary. Toss the clothes in Jim’s garbage bag.
JULES: Now Jimmie, don’t do nothin’ stupid like puttin’ that out in front of your house for Elmo the garbage man to take away.
THE WOLF: Don’t worry, were takin’ it with us. Jim, the soap.
(He hands the now-naked men the soap)
THE WOLF: Okay, gentlemen, you’ve both been to County before, I’m sure. Here it comes.
(He hits the trigger, water shoots out, smacking both men)
JULES: Goddamn, that water’s fuckin’ cold!
THE WOLF: Don’t be afraid of the soap, spread it around.
(The Wolf stops the hose, tossing it on the ground)
THE WOLF: Towel ‘em.
(Jimmie tosses them each a towel, which they rub furiously across their bodies)
THE WOLF: You’re dry enough, give ‘em their clothes.
(Fade up on Jules and Vincent. In their t-shirts and swim trunks. They look a million miles away from the black suited, bad asses we first met)
THE WOLF: Perfect.We couldn’t have planned this better. You guys look like... what do they look like, Jimmie?
JIMMIE: Dorks. They look like a couple of dorks.
(The Wolf and Jimmie laugh)
JULES: Ha ha ha. They’re your clothes.
JIMMIE: I guess you just gotta know how to wear them
THE WOLF: Strip.
VINCENT: All the way?
THE WOLF: To your bare ass.
(As they follow directions, The Wolf enjoys a smoke)
THE WOLF: Quickly gentlemen, we got about fifteen minutes before Jimmie’s better half comes pulling into the driveway.
JULES: This morning air is some chilly shit.
VINCENT: Are you sure this is absolutely necessary?
THE WOLF: You know what you two look like?
VINCENT: What?
THE WOLF: Like a couple of guys who just blew off somebody’s head. Yes, stripping’ off those bloody rags is absolutely necessary. Toss the clothes in Jim’s garbage bag.
JULES: Now Jimmie, don’t do nothin’ stupid like puttin’ that out in front of your house for Elmo the garbage man to take away.
THE WOLF: Don’t worry, were takin’ it with us. Jim, the soap.
(He hands the now-naked men the soap)
THE WOLF: Okay, gentlemen, you’ve both been to County before, I’m sure. Here it comes.
(He hits the trigger, water shoots out, smacking both men)
JULES: Goddamn, that water’s fuckin’ cold!
THE WOLF: Don’t be afraid of the soap, spread it around.
(The Wolf stops the hose, tossing it on the ground)
THE WOLF: Towel ‘em.
(Jimmie tosses them each a towel, which they rub furiously across their bodies)
THE WOLF: You’re dry enough, give ‘em their clothes.
(Fade up on Jules and Vincent. In their t-shirts and swim trunks. They look a million miles away from the black suited, bad asses we first met)
THE WOLF: Perfect.We couldn’t have planned this better. You guys look like... what do they look like, Jimmie?
JIMMIE: Dorks. They look like a couple of dorks.
(The Wolf and Jimmie laugh)
JULES: Ha ha ha. They’re your clothes.
JIMMIE: I guess you just gotta know how to wear them
The Wolf Commands authority and respect, Nobody competes this. It's like the Teddy Roosevelt quote of Speak softly with a Big Stick.
Jimmie is a sort of lowly henchmen who stands in The Wolf's shadow.
Jules and Vincent play a similar role to one another in the scene. Hierarchy-wise they are below the wolf but above Jimmie, Jimmie however is cozying up to the wolf so he's not treated so much in that way.
Font of Jimmie should show some form of playful cowardice.
Jimmie is a sort of lowly henchmen who stands in The Wolf's shadow.
Jules and Vincent play a similar role to one another in the scene. Hierarchy-wise they are below the wolf but above Jimmie, Jimmie however is cozying up to the wolf so he's not treated so much in that way.
Font of Jimmie should show some form of playful cowardice.
I got into the Beatles white album a lot recently so I decided to make my one more inspired by minimalist design like the swiss school of typography
https://issuu.com/grillustdropbox/docs/full_book_pdf
Here is a link to the final design.