I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 770 - 770 769. Red Brain Migofredi_1

Chapter 770: 769. Red Brain Migofredi_1 Chapter 770: 769. Red Brain Migofredi_1 The film was shot using handheld cinematography, which is the most common filming method for beginners, especially for users of this type of vintage camera.

If handheld photography is not handled well, it can easily cause the audience to feel dizzy, leading to nausea after watching for a while.

That’s why modern movies, even when trying to simulate the authenticity of handheld footage, will use stabilizers.

Stabilizing a shot has always been a challenge in film production. Common rail systems have to be laid out in advance and aren’t practical in complex environments. Most cinematography still relies on Steadicam vests, which involve wearing a heavy and complex device to stabilize the camera’s lens.

No wonder the whole industry turned its attention to handheld stabilization devices after some drone manufacturers developed them.

There are many classic handheld shots, and some films are shot entirely with handheld cameras. As for this young filmmaker’s work, one could only say that for a beginner, his hand was relatively steady.

The footage records what appears to be a scene from an unspecified Miskatonic Film Festival, which had a certain sense of age. The cars on the street were not the most modern models, and the people were using flip phones and bar phones, without any smartphones in sight.

Just as the group was eager to see what came next, a flurry of static flickered across the screen, and the videotape stopped playing.

“Hmm, is there a problem?”

Scott took out the videotape and checked it, but couldn’t find the issue.

The film broke off right as the opening ceremony was about to begin, which couldn’t help but make one somewhat expectant of what was to come.

“There’s nothing more.”

Scott checked for a long time, but still couldn’t figure out the problem.

“Didn’t his mother say that this videotape recorded his experience at the film festival? Why is there only so little content?”

Talia was puzzled.

“Right, he even died at the film festival; by all logic, there should be more content.”

Scott said, skeptical.

“Those images just now, they made me feel really uncomfortable.”

Valeria was already somewhat sleepy; she lay half-reclined on the bed, hugging a pillow.

“What movie?”

Wes, who came off shift to rest, adjusted his glasses. He came down from the co-pilot’s seat and snatched the box of videotapes from Scott’s hands.

Scott briefly explained the situation about the film they had been discussing, making Wes chuckle.

“You guys actually believe that?”

He didn’t seem to take the old lady’s words seriously and treated them as just a scary story to frighten people.

“You might have been influenced by the atmosphere of the house. Looking back now, those films were probably just poorly made.”

Wes put the videotape into the player and watched the film, shaking his head continuously.

“It’s too naive, I can see he’s trying to convey a sense of horror and strangeness, but the technique is clumsy; it’s all emotion and no skill.”

He turned off the player with disdain.

“Let’s listen to the radio instead.”

Back in the co-pilot’s seat, Wes turned on the car radio.

Broadcast restrictions are not so strict abroad, and it’s common for people to build their own stations to promote their personal beliefs, especially on the highway, where it’s easy to find private radio stations.

“…This is the voice of Miskatonic, the film festival is coming up soon, Carter, what are your thoughts?”

“It’s always about the film festival, this city’s conversations are nothing but the film festival. Did you know, every time it comes around, I stock up on essentials at the supermarket in advance.”

“What do you buy?”

“Of course, those little rubber umbrellas, during these few days of the film festival, Miskatonic uses up as many as it normally would in nearly half a year.”

“If I buy some in advance and sell them during the festival, couldn’t I make a fortune?”

“You’re quite the cunning one, haha.”

“All right, let’s not talk about making money for now. Let’s listen to today’s first song. It’s very suitable for Christmas, ‘Red Brain Migo Flyday’.”

After some risqué jokes, the radio hosts started playing a rather cheerful song.

Lu Ban knew very little about Christmas songs, only recognizing “Merry Christmas” and perhaps “Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence”, but the melody seemed fitting for the occasion.

[You all know the Deep Ones]

[Black Goat kids and Shantak Birds along with Shoggoths]

[Nightgaunts and Flying Polyps]

[And Yuggoth Fungus]

[But do you remember]

[What is the most detestable creature among them?]

[Red-brained Mi-Go Flay]

[With a sticky brain]

[If you’re unlucky to see]

[You will scream and go mad]

Listening to the lyrics, several people furrowed their brows.

“What song is this?”

Valeria was almost asleep, but the song immediately roused her a bit.

“I seem to have heard this tune before, but the lyrics are definitely not the same…”

Scott also found it strange.

“Are they just singing nonsense?”

Talia didn’t understand.

Lu Ban had never heard the original, but the strange names in the lyrics seemed familiar to him, similar to the monsters he had seen in the Foreign Domain.

In the midst of a joyful Christmas melody, the lyrics were anything but festive, even giving off an eerie feeling.

“Turn off the radio, it’s making me uncomfortable.”

Valeria shouted in a high-pitched voice.

“Isn’t it quite atmospheric, Scott, did you catch that?”

Wes seemed not to be scared at all and asked Scott to record it immediately.

Once the song ended, the two hosts began their dialogue again.

The content of the conversation was fairly normal compared to the song, consisting of off-color jokes and jibes about the film festival, perfectly suiting the tastes of long-haul drivers as background music.

“I’m going to sleep!”

With headphones on, Valeria curled up in bed, wrapped herself with a thin blanket, and gradually fell asleep amid the rocking of the RV.

Talia and Scott also quickly drifted off to dreamland, and they would wake Scott later in the night to take a turn driving.

Lu Ban lay in bed, thinking about the radio station, Feng Yu, and the videotape, and soon fell asleep amidst the gentle swaying.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Lu Ban sensed that the hypnotic swaying had stopped.

He slightly opened his eyes and saw the driver opening the door to get out, thinking it must be a shift change, he closed his eyes again.

But after waiting for a while, the vehicle didn’t start moving again.

Lu Ban opened his eyes again, and this time, he saw James and Wes smoking outside the vehicle while Scott sat in the driver’s seat, checking the dashboard.

At that moment, a faint electrical current sound began to rise in the space.

Lu Ban heard a slight static noise, feeling something brightening his face. Lu Ban looked over and saw the television, unexpectedly turned on by someone.

On the screen, a camera showcased the conditions of a hall.

“Hey, it’s about to start, this is so cool, this is an excellent viewing spot, you definitely won’t be able to see this anywhere else.”

The television broadcast appeared to be a continuation of the film that was cut off earlier?

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