THERE'S NOWT AS BORING AS OTHER PEOPLE'S DREAMS - BY DEAN WILSON
Film by Dave Lee

Dave: 'I'd seen a picture of the pill box somewhere - it's at Cornelian Bay, just south of Scarborough - and thought it might make a good location for a Dean Film. Then, the next day, Dean posted the poem on Twitter. It was the actual dream he'd had the night before. The poem and the pill box just seemed suited to each other. I can't explain why.

A couple of days later, me and Dean headed up there, neither of us had been to the bay before. It's a bit of a trek and a clamber to get to so it was completely deserted. It's a weird beach, with red coloured sand and little tributaries running through it. The whole thing suited the nature of the poem. All a bit odd. I like that you can see Scarborough way off in the distance. As if civilisation is just out of grasp.'

Dean: 'That bay is amazing. There was no-one there and all sorts of natural marvels to find. I wasn't sure how the film would work. The poem is really just a stream-of-consciousness thing about my dream. Dave said 'just walk into shot, wait and then leave again.' He timed the read so I'd enter and exit at the right times and that was it. Apart from the climb up and down to the beach, it was dead easy.

I really like the colours in it, which make it look a dream.' 



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