**We are in an old run-down suburban house in L.A. A man is crouching in the corner or crawling across the floor in the living room of his run-down house. Furniture lies on the floor, books are torn from the shelves. Light falls in streaks into the hazy room through windows boarded up with wood. The windows are nailed crosswise with wooden planks. The man is mysterious, like Grace Jones and like Sanele Junior Xaba and a very androgynous man with hi-top fade haircut. He is an albino with strong freckles. The desperate man huddles like a snake under his white flaking skin, revealing dark skin with tattoos. Old skin remains still on the body. The furniture in the living room is overturned. Pale dark ambient light in the suburban house. The lighting mood is like David Fincher films or Gregory Crewdson photos. Hazy soft light, dark cool basic mood. Stake light from outside. A night lamp stands on the floor and glows faintly warm. 70mm film Panavison Cinemascope lenses. The aperture is 1.4 which gives a shallow depth of field. Realistic, fantasy and filmic. Mood is gloomy and depressing. We see film grain. --q 2** - <@1104125809091944538> (fast, stealth)