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Best Offer: A Short Film

This short film started as a script assignment through Full Sail University.

You can read the script HERE  and track what changed during the production.

The rules set by the assignment  were to write a story that someone could produce for around $100, have a shooting  schedule of only a few days , and only having one clear protagonist and antagonist. Very basic and trimmed back story-telling.

I later took the production on myself with the goal of gaining some experience, primarily with editing.

Enjoy.

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