His gaze lands on a massive OIL RIG appearing in the morning mist, towering above the endless stretch of sea.
Pre Vis
EXT. TOWN ROAD – NOON
Just inside the gate, the KNIGHT is confronted by the local BARON. A cruel behemoth of a man, clad in gilded leather.
Pre Vis
EXT. STREET – DNIPROVSKYI, KYIV – MORNING
ALEXSANDR and YVAN, wearing stolen Russian uniforms, wait just down the street from an armored vehicle, marked with the Z of the invading Russians.
Pitch Vis
EXT. FRONT GATE – DAY
A massive, arched courtyard… There’s a small city wrapped in Guard houses, stables… even a mosque.
A PALACE looms in the center of it all. Grand domes and bright masonry: a fitting home for an Arabian Prince. Far cry from the dreary, stone forts of Europe.
But it’s all empty. Brick and stucco pockmarked from years of neglect. Shrubs sprout from cracks in the stone floor.
A thin carpet of sand stretches from wall to wall. Drifting in the breeze. Lending the illusion that the ground is always moving…
Post Vis
EXT. SHIP BRIDGE – MORNING
His gaze lands on a massive OIL RIG appearing in the morning mist, towering above the endless stretch of sea.