Metropolis 1927 Remix (Sound Design, Dialogue, Modern SciFi feel)
Project Overview
This (fanedit) project aims to bring Metropolis 1927 life with Sound design, foley, and a new score. This is not like other "re-scores" that just add music. The essence or characters and conflicts are embraced. Your voice acting will be closely lip sync'd to each character on screen. While this project is unauthorized due to copyright- it will still get promoted and seen by many. This project is already 5 years in the making (on and off). I'm very excited to hear from you. Thank you!!
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It was dreadful to look upon— the machine rooms with all the great gods.
For the first time in my life, Father, I am beginning to comprehended the being of a machine…
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I wished, just once, to look the men in the face—whose little children are my brothers and sisters…
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Please!— Help the men who live at your machines!
I’ve set myself free from my father. I’m going my own way. I don’t know the way yet, but I’ll find it, because I must. I have so longed for you Maria that I should gladly have died had someone told me that that was the way to you.
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Maria!! Maria!! [in panic] Where's Maria?
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Hahahaha, forget? Forget? I have twice in my life forgotten something… Once that Aetro-oil and quick-silver have an idiosyncracy as regards each other; and that cost me my arm. Secondly that Hel was a woman and you a man; that cost me my heart.
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span.Apple-tab-span {white-space:pre}So, John Fredersen-? Isn't it worth the loss of a hand to have created the future of mankind?—the Machine Man!
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Will you never answer me Maria? I do not employ your love— what does a girl know of love? What does light know of light? What do the stars know of the laws by which the wander?
Do you know who I am? How did you get the white-silk clothes?
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Josaphat, women who are not in love are very expensive. You want to buy this woman, very well. The 3 fold cost of your home, a trip around the world with a woman who wants to be bought a new everyday. The fulfillment of every wish. The satisfaction ,of every whim, to have your own beautiful woman before you.
Madness has broken out- the madness to destroy. There are many who will ask, Mr. Fredersen, where is my child?
My machine..! Someone must be at the machine!
(exhausted) He- He.. He changed with me. The city, the lights, all the lights. More than enough money. More than enough money. More. than enough mo..
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You fools!! You will flood the city!
The woman who destroyed my machine!! Burn the witch!
Sabatoge sir- this map was found in the hands of one of my workmen.
Maria: A priest who functions as both a leader and a teacher for the workers as well as for their children. She doesn't like the way the city is run, but doesn't want a revolution either. Instead she is waiting for the arrival of someone who can improve the workers' living conditions.
Good Maria: Look children! These are your brothers and sisters! And look here masters, these are YOUR brothers and sisters!
Good Maria: Never were the words of those who had conceived it written on its top in golden symbols: Great is the world and its Creator! And great is man!
False Maria: You are fools!! Blockheads.. Throughout the day, the machine howls for food. You are the food. Come, I will lead you. I will dance the dance of Death before you!
An assistant working for Joh Fredersen and a close friend of Freder. He helps the latter on his adventure after getting fired from his job. *CharlatanAlley
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span.Apple-tab-span {white-space:pre}What can I do? My life is ruined. I’ll be forced to work below.
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span.Apple-tab-span {white-space:pre}Nobody has come. I sat all night in this chair and didn’t sleep a wink. I expected you to come at any seconds or a message to come from you. Mr. Freder, why are you wearing these clothes?
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span.Apple-tab-span {white-space:pre}Maria. Her name is Maria. Now many are going down into the city of the dead, and they’ll wait for one who is called, Maria — whom they have found to be true as gold.
The man who organises the parties in The Eternal Gardens. When Maria and the children show up, he orders the guards to throw them out. Freder then asks him who she was, to no avail. *SenseUncommon
Music!! Get them out of here!
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Sir, I know this is inexcusable and I’d love to find out who’s responsible for this and have their head. Shall I order and investigation sir?
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The ruler and creator of Metropolis. He sees Maria and her followers (including his own son) as a threat, and wants to stop them at any cost. *cburke
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If you had really comprehended the being of the machine, you would not be so perturbed. Why did you come to me through the machine-rooms..? It is neither the best, nor the most convenient way.
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The time of horror lies behind me, Freder.
I ordered Machine Men from your Rotwang, no woman-- no play thing!