Adrian, I loved it, especially for a straight comic adaptation. However....if this is a movie, and this is the first time the general public is made aware of her origins, and for some, the character outside of Lynda Carter, then....it's a bit confusing in places. Sure, I know what's going on, because I've read the origin. But, as a person who knows nothing about Wonder Woman, I might ask: What's happening? Why are all of these masked women running around and performing? Are they slaves? Prisoners being forced play games for the amusement of the royalty? How did a baby appear from clay? Can the sun do that? Who is the victor, and why is she significant? Why is the queen angry at her victory? Is that the baby grown up? Why doesn't the queen look older, then? Has time passed? Why are all of these primitive amazonian women shooting guns at these people? Where did they get guns? If this is the final challenge of something, then, why is blocking bullets so important? Etc., etc.
I understand this isn't an entire script. Many of the questions may be answered further on, or, before this scene. And, I'm also one who hates to be spoon-fed anything when it comes to movies or tv. If handled properly, these questions formed may well be key in holding the viewers attention (assuming they're answered at some point). Still, you understand where I'm coming from, I should hope.
All in all, better than what I could do...
Adrian, I thought it was excellent - especially the bullet/bracelet scene. Well written - I visualized it as I read it - it plays well as a movie script.
And unlike Pro - who did note that what you've written was clearly meant to be scenes from what would be an entire movie, but still had five bazillion questions - there are no questions about what's going on, as it would no doubt be explained in the rest of the movie. I'm also smarter than Pro, so that helps too.
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