ned, 24. travnja '05 u 08:51
Kratak opis dio scene borbe GGa i OB1a...
Hey guys - Josh here just finished hanging out with 500 of my closest friends and the entertaining Matthew Wood, sound designer of Episode III and the voice of General Grievous. He told the well-documented story of how he got the role and fielded questions about his job. Then he showed an audio progression of the Obi-Wan and General Grievous fight.
AMAZING! Oh. My. Word. The crowd went WILD!
Yes... the sound is amazing and the voice is cool, but since they woulnd't let us record the best parts I'll have to give you a rundown of the sequence as best I can remember.
Obi-Wan and General Grievous are going to go head to head.
Great dialogue as they are about to duel. GG wants to take him, and the droids to fall back.
Scores of droids surround them like kids in a playground fight
Obi-Wan gets out his lightsaber
Grievous lights 1..2...3...4 lightsabers like a clock
2 blue, 2 green as his arms split apart with sweet droid noises
He uses two to taunt Obi-Wan and two to buzsaw the floor. IMPRESSIVE!
Obi-Wan deftly loses one of Grievous' hands, to his shocked reaction
Obi-Wan takes out another and it falls to the ground
And just as it is about to get nasty, Clones repel from the ceiling and gunships fill the air the droids all sweep into action and Grievous continues his pursuit of the Jedi
Clones are getting killed... droids are exploding... Obi-Wan is about to get taken out by the General
At the last second, with GG talking about how Obi-Wan is "doomed" close up on Obi's eyes... GG's eyes look SO great super close-up as well
Obi-Wan Force pushes him up 3 stories into a huge metal beam. BAM!
Grievous tumbles through the air... then recovers at the last second to land like a spider and takes the fall without a problem.
Absolutely amazing. The audio plays a HUGE role in this film. The score fits great and the visuals are stud. Although we still haven't heard much dialogue, everyone is thrilled with what they've seen.
"Leaves from the vine, falling so slow.
Like fragile, tiny shells,
Drifting in the foam.
Little soldier boy, come marching home.
Brave soldier boy, comes marching home."