Best wishes to these people obviously but I’m WHEEZING at the concept of a standard horror plot starter but the stranded travelers are an entire fully equipped orchestra.
It’s the prequel to every other horror film. Their haunting spirits play the background music.
Oh shoot, that actually would be a really cool concept. The film starts with no thematic music, and as each member of the orchestra is picked off, their instrument joins the soundtrack. Subtly, so you don’t really notice, and the end credits are a full orchestral symphony.
DUUUUUDE
Call that a death note
That entire thing could also be used brilliantly for foreshadowing!
Like, you suddenly notice a string instrument in the background music and you haven’t seen a few of them in a while. And the more musically versed you are, the more you figure it out (like in a mystery novel if you happen to have in-depth knowledge about the current riddle) while the “normal” people can get fooled into twists.
The non-musically versed audience hears a new brass instrument and is like “Oh shit, the dude with the tenor horn is probably dead!”, but then he suddenly appears perfectly fine and one minute later they find the body of the
Euphonium
player.
And if the orchestra members can hear it as well, then it’s of course another layer cause THEY would probably recognize who is playing. And depending on the director, they could go full ‘Tomato in the Mirror’ and imply they know but Just. Not. Say it. (cause why should they, they all DO KNOW). So they are like “Oh no…. No…!” and start looking for the corpse while the audience is still stuck at “Ok, a violin player, but which???”
Ok not to take a sharp left turn into the absurd, but I high-key want the culprit behind the murders to be a haunted otamatone
Partially because it’s an uncommon, silly little instrument and no one would expect it — but mostly because I am absolutely in love with the mental image of— I mean—
Just imagine one of these suckers drifting ponderously through the ruined halls of a long-abandoned castle, its beady, soulless eyes glowing red as hellfire in that bloodless, bone-white face. An unholy wind whips up from nowhere; sheets of music tear from silent stands to surround that deceptively tiny form in swirling, unnatural frenzy.
It cracks a mocking, mirthless grin, revealing a pitch-black void where teeth and tongue should be — and, inevitable as the death of stars, the creature begins to sing.
An instrument joins. First one, then two, then all the rest: Commanded by that ungodly voice, the Orchestra of the Damned must play.
this shit is like saying because I write about foal trafficking, that that somehow means I support human trafficking, even though the traffickers are the villains
didnt you know? george lucas supports fascism because the empire in star wars is fascist!
Nothing will be funnier than office workers thinking their jobs are harder or equally as hard as manufacturing or retail work. Point blank if you work in an air conditioned office making more than minimum wage you have it nicer than vast majority of retail/manufacturing workers. You usually get better benefits and have less directly supervised time. Crunching on a PowerPoint to present to your boss is NOT the same as doing physical labor. Standing for 10-12 hours a day is NOT the same as sitting for 10-12 hours a day. And while both jobs can have serious mental and physical health effects the idea that working in an office is somehow equal or worse than a cashier working at McDonald’s is laughable and out of touch.
I am Silver Tongue, I am an artist. I have many characters and you can check out my art in the art tag. I occasionally practice witchcraft though I don't do anything too complicated. I am girl 2 and don't know what else to put here.
