At dusk, an amateur child magician, shown by the awkwardly oversized magician’s hat and worn-out wand in his hand, stands in the middle of a deserted parking lot, lit by the eerie glow of a single flickering streetlamp. There is a certain depth and balance in the framing, portraying rows of all-metal ancient cars faded by time, their rusty colors captured by the diminishing light.
Suddenly, the child magician strikes his wand on the ground and a cluster of colorful, neural-network-like sparks replaces the wand, illuminating the scene more than the lone streetlamp ever could. The visuals bear a stark contrast – the bleak and cold metallic surroundings against the warm and ethereal hues of the sparks.
The camera angle changes to a low shot, emphasizing the towering figure of the child in comparison to the seemingly tiny sparks. Just when the spectacle couldn’t get any stranger, the shot pans out to reveal the child magician suddenly transformed into a pyromaniac, tossing fiery sparks towards the camera. His face is lit with an intoxicating mix of fear and exhilaration.
The scene finishes with the sparks dissipating into the night sky, leaving a lingering afterburn. During the sequence, the camera uses a long-focus lens to smoothly switch focus between the child, cars, and sparks – effectively managing the limited space of the shot.