Sunessa & JorenVale
Do you ever feel that the quiet moments between scenes in a film act like a dreamscape, holding unspoken emotion?
I think those pauses are like the edges of a dream, where the heart does its quiet work, filling the silence with feelings we don’t need to say out loud. They’re the places where the story breathes and the emotion settles into the shape of the scene.
I’ve found the same truth in my own rehearsals—those pauses feel like breaths of the story itself.
That’s exactly how I see it—those gaps are the breath of the narrative, a quiet room where the hidden emotion can wander and rearrange itself. It’s like the film takes a moment to itself before it pushes forward.
Exactly, it’s like the story catches its breath, letting the hidden feelings shuffle around before it moves on.
It feels like a quiet backstage where the story rearranges its own heart before stepping back onto the stage.
Yeah, it’s like the script whispers to itself, rearranging before it meets the audience.
It’s almost like the script is a living thing, taking a breath to shuffle its own thoughts before it’s spoken aloud.