A dark, minimalist meeting room sits under fluorescent spotlights, casting stark, unforgiving shadows into the corners. In the center of the room is a long, glossy black table, reflecting the light above. At one end sits a solitary figure, sharply dressed in a tailored suit, bathed in silvery light. This figure talks animatedly, his hand gestures slicing through the heavy atmosphere.
He’s a businessman, always looking forward towards the next idea, the visionary. At the other end of the table sits a huddle of people, diminished by perspective, clothed in darker hues, their faces softened and seemingly insignificant. They sit quietly, noting down every word the businessman says, the trivialists who seem to simply exist within the grander narrative he paints.
The camera cuts back and forth, between the assertive confidence of the visionary and the passive acceptance of the trivialists, the dynamic tension evident through the imbalanced power structures. The camera shifts and so does the depth, amplifying the hierarchical division between them, creating a visual play on power and submission.