watch now! detail...
what you are about to see is the culmination of an odyssey which began almost ten years ago. i originally set out to make a sequel to a movie series i had started many years ago but as my filmmaking skill developed across the years and footage was of varying quality i was never happy with any footage. as reshoots and more reshoots continued i decided to just make a standalone movie
called "the war for the ring." i was deep in production for "the war for the ring" for many months and it was starting to come together but eventually... it became too hard to finish the filming. ultimately, after extensive shooting in 2010... the project was abandoned. cast and crew lost interest, especially the ones who mattered. however, i did not do anything with the footage until now
because, i guess... it was hard for me to accept the fact that the film would remain incomplete. this represents me finally coming to terms with the project. with the moviemaking technology i now possess, it would not be too hard to shoot the remaining scenes but i do not see the point or purpose in this. i use high-end hd cameras now and ultimately, putting in such an effort
would be wasted when intercut with the less skilful standard definition images shot years ago. furthermore, my brother mathew, who plays the lead villain... has no interest in returning to the project. and likewise with brigette, who is the lead actress. thus, the following presentation is not so much a coherent movie but more of an experiment. a use for all the mountains of footage. where possible, missing scenes were filled with older footage which does mean there are continuity errors everywhere.
in other cases... scenes un-shot have been filled with narration to describe the events, and at times make use of the written dialogue. i have used final cut pro to polish the movie up adding muzzle flashes, digital blood, and a brand new sound mix. however, i did not polish the clips to perfection. leaving the whole film rough around the edges. which exemplifies what the project would have looked like if it was completed back in 2010. the experience of assembling this reconstruction has been edifying
as i have had the chance to practise further with digital effects and sound mixing. i hope you enjoy the finished product. i cannot sit here and pretend the movie is perfect. it is littered with bad acting, bad dialogue... shoddy production values, plot holes, ridiculous scripting, and tonnes upon tonnes of continuity errors and other goofs. but you might find the finished product fascinating just as i found it fascinating to assemble. (inaudible chatter)
on your knees... for generations, the scott family has passed down an enigmatic silver ring. this ring possesses powers far greater than anyone could fathom. legend has it, a sorcerer cursed this ring with the dreaded excrecor curse thousands of years ago his motivations purely out of malice. sir george scott, the original bearer and forger of the silver ring, was aware of these powers, but there was another who knew... the king of scotland of that period. knowledge was passed down to all descendants of this king
and they all shared a mutual objective of obtaining this ring to utilize its powers for their own means. as of 2010... lenden is the final member of the scott family still alive and dick hobson is the last of the descendants of the king of scotland. the power of the ring has been revealed... and now... they face war. dick hobson...
you are john hunt... operative, licensed to kill for the australian agency for intelligence and covert operations. a.a.i.c.o. for short. i need to ask you a few questions about one lenden scott. do you... know him? do you know where i can find him? because if you do, you get to walk away from all this! and i find it so hard to believe that you're willing to renounce your life for the sake of just one stupid man. is that your final answer, mr. hunt?
would you like to lock it in? alright... this is gonna hurt. where is lenden scott? let me put it this way, mr. hunt, people who don't talk to me aren't all that much use to me and i have a habit of doing away with things that aren't much use to me. you just tell me something i don't know about lenden scott and this all goes away. drop dead! after you. hello?
agent scott. i'm afraid i have some awful news for you. what's going on, joseph? agent hunt has been discovered...corpsified. mcternan was also shot dead in his house last night. the only connection we could find between them is that...they were the only survivors of your wedding party massacre. dick hobson and his known accomplice have also been spotted alive and threats to the hq over the past few days have been linked to him. we’ve been following up on every surveillance image and audio segment at our disposal. we need your verification on a few photographs, though, which are being emailed to your phone this second.
yeah... that's hobson, for sure. the other fella, the larger one. i recognise him. what's his story? he’s not registered on any government computers, so we don’t know his name but he calls himself "blue steel." blue steel? i suggest you arm yourself well. i’ll call back soon with all the arrangements. sit down, we've gotta have a talk. i've gotta go away again...
three days... an assignment has been passed down. where are you going? what's the assignment? you know i can't tell you that. is there something you're not telling me? is something wrong? i can't even...begin to tell you. tell me what? is it a suicide mission? are you having an affair? it's nothing like that...
then what is it like? i don't know... how to begin to tell you. try! you know i love you, megan. and that's why i can't tell you, you'll just get worried. i'm the wife of a risk-taking spy, worrying is part of the job description! i'll be back in three days... and, uh...
and i'll give you a phone call tomorrow. just tell me! it's dick hobson... he ain't dead. intruders! sir, we have intruders! you know what to do. unit 1, do you require assistance? i repeat, unit 1, do you require assistance?
did you really think hobson was gonna be that easy to catch? hobson's gone... keep blue steel secure while i go after hobson. you'd better hurry, he's probably out of the state by now. where's he headed? he's on foot. better go after hobson, quickly! right! what are you up to, hobson?
you have no idea what you've got yourself into! you slipped under the radar and went undetected for two years. does it take that long to be resurrected, or something? what's your wife's name again? megan? you guys still together? how about you let me go, and go back to her, so she can-- i'm authorized to use lethal force if i wish! or will you return as some kind of a bloodthirsty zombie if i do?
you are so far out of your league. what are you up to?! bite me. romero, you won't be required for the next few minutes. kindly step out of the room. now... i'm going to make this very painful if you do not cooperate. that's nothing compared to the pain and the agony that you're gonna go through when i put a bullet in ms. megan's head. wrong answer!
you can kill me right now... and it still won't change a fucking thing. i just, i can't wait to see the look on your face when i put a bullet through pretty megan's skull. you are in for... a world of pain now! bring it on! what's it gonna be? nothing? fuck you!
hi baby how was your week? it was gruelling, but, um... all the more so without the pleasure of your company. so tell me, everything back to normal? yeah... we interrogated hobson, and, um... i got what i expected. he didn't wanna cooperate, he just dispersed empty threats.
i was authorized to dispose of him... and i took advantage of that permission. lenden scott. i am your ancestor, sir george scott, the creator of the ring. what the fuck? what the fuck is this? where you are is not important lenden. what is important is why you’re here. why the fuck am i here then? the ring you carry, lenden. the silver ring; passed down as a family heirloom... it’s not a mere piece of craftsmanship. it is cursed.
yeah, well, forgive me, but... i don't really believe in fucking witchcraft and hocum like that. then you’d better start believing, my boy. or i could just keep dreaming this... and wake up and forget this ludicrous hallucination ever fucking took place! or you could wake up and find yourself face to face with dick hobson again. what? thousands of years ago, that ring was cursed. the ring’s prophecy is that all members of the scott dynasty must wear this ring, or else supernatural forces will reign down upon the surviving family members.
you experienced a burst of this power during your wedding party massacre. but there’s another side to the ring. whenever a part of the hobson family is killed, they are re-spawned. the ring keeps them alive. the only way that a member of the hobson family can be killed is if they’ve either reached old age, or if there’s another hobson ready to take their place. you can’t kill dick hobson using weapons. only destroying the ring will eliminate him. so, in theory... now that i've... executed him. he's free? yes...
now it all makes sense... when everything is in place, you will receive instructions pertaining to the ring’s destruction. what? no! no! fucking tell me more! let's go. fuck, i hate it when my paranoid delusions are right! megan, get the back room, lock the door... and shoot anything that tries to enter that's not lenden-shaped.
i'm not your damsel in distress, you know, i can use one of these things! this ain't the time to be cute, sweetheart! okay fine, follow me, and shoot anything threatening. i'm gonna head round the front... you head out through the back, and we'll meet round the front, okay? right... wait! you better give her back to me you prick! no, lenden, you know that's not how the game works
you have to earn her, you have to treat me nice, and you have to build up your brownie points. how about if i gut you like a pig how many fucking points-- then you don't get to see her again, lenden! you know that! and what if i want to win? then you just have to give me the pretty little ring! and i give you your fair maiden. does that sound fair to you? you're never gonna get away with this.
funny thing is, lenden, i already have! you can't talk business whilst you're waving guns around in my face, lenden. you can shoot me but i can't die and if you do shoot me then you don't get her back... you'll have to cooperate. no i don't. whoa, whoa, whoa... witchcraft? i know! it's about the best explanation available right now, unfortunately. makes about as much sense as a nun at a rock concert, but... hold on, i've gotta ring matheson.
g'day, it's lenden, mate. look, i've got one epic story to tell. um, can you get some agents together for protection? yeah, mate, i'll be there in 30 or so. alright, team, scott is here! hawk team to the fence, eagle team to the courtyard, and raven team inside. everyone else, stay in here and hold your positions. come on, move, people! oh, this'll wake the neighbours.
give the boys some covering fire! hostiles at 2! don't let them die in vain! jammed! oh, shit! that's the last time you piss me off! he's coming through the green back door! where's hobson? go to hell!
no... you can! ow, fuck! sorry, did that hurt? wow... did you attend the university of asking the bloody obvious? of course it fuckin' hurt! look... the wound is tender and shredded
you yanked the bullet out... are you crazy? well... it... it seemed like a good idea at the time... well only a bit over twenty are dead... i noticed only about half of them were headshots.... what's the matter? you feeling ill, man? well, now that you mention it, i've had a bit of a...
burning sensation between my fingers. figured it could be, like, athlete's hand or something. do you still require agents, or... maybe we could... fund some research and look into a cure for this "athlete's hand." well, it could help if i get attacked again... the athlete's hand cure, that is. now, for your recovery, you will need to stop anything strenuous, so... cut down on the bench presses.
okay... how about i bench press a fridge? just to cut down a bit. and also you'll need lots of protein, so... lay off the curries. no bench presses or curries? you're asking for a fucking miracle there, doc. fuck you, blaustein! stay here! put that the fuck down, now...
fucking kill you, you fucking cunt! and fucking cook ya, and fucking eat ya! you fucking cunt! that's juicy! tell you what, mate... rest in peace! why is it every time that i try to kill you, you keep making a successful comeback? brittany should take notes. you have no idea what you've got yourself into...
this? this is just the tip of the iceberg. if the rest of the berg is anything like the tip, then i have nothing to worry about! you're fighting a war that you can't win, lenden! aha... didn't the americans say something similar to the vietnamese? you're quite proud of yourself, aren't you, lenden? i have my moments. and why is it you keep threatening me with guns when you know what happens? i know that i'll have just enough time to slip out of here before you make your next re-appearance.
try me.
