Концепт-арты к Нейроманту от Винченцо Натали
Экранизация «Нейроманта» все еще ищет режиссера. Ранее заявленный режиссер Винченцо Натали покинул проект из-за экранизации рассказа Стивена Кинга и Джо Хилла «В высокой траве».
Финансирование и разработку «Нейроманта» частично осуществит китайская компания C2M Media Group. Продюсер проекта Лукас Фостер сейчас разыскивает сценариста и нового режиссера. Сопродюсером вместе с китайской компанией является британская GFM Films. Они вместе будут работать над сценарием, производством фильма и мировым прокатом.
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Ночной Город
Муравейник
Пирамида «Sense/Net»
Вилла «Блуждающий огонек»
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«Маркус Гарви»
Молли
Мелькум. Скетч Винченцо и рисунок Амро Аттиа по эскизу Натали.
Дикси Флэтлайн. Скетч Винченцо и рисунок Амро Аттиа.
Питер Ривьера. Скетч Винченцо и рисунок Амро Аттиа.
Новые пантеры. Скетч Винченцо и рисунок Амро Аттиа.
Арты Цутому Нихея
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CASE MOVES PAST OIAWT LOADERS IN TOKYO BAY CLOSEON CASE- NEON VISIBLE THROUOH THE ELEVATOR WINDOW ELEVATOR RISES UP THE SIDE OF CHEAP HOTEL
19. BLAK! Linda's brains shoot out one side of her head. She 3lumps over like a rag doll. Her life extinguished in an instant. Case is too shocked to even scream. WAGE She spent all the money on a one way ticket to Freeside. Wage holds up a silver laminated ticket. Waves it in Case's face. WAGE (CONT'D) Non-fucking-refundable. Wage swings around and kicks Linda Lee's chair over. Her body hits the floor like so much dead meat. His Joeboys hang back stoic as ever. They're use to this kind of thing from ладе. WAGE (CONT'D) I got her at the spaceoort. Dumb bitch used her real name. Whaddya expect from one of Lonnie's whores. You on the other hand, I expected more from you. Case just looks up at Wage with immeasurable hatred. WAGE (CONT'D) I knew you were crazy but I thought you were 3mart. Too smart for that. (he waves the ticket at Linda Lee's body) I was talking you up to the Yakuza for fuck's sake. Now you make me look like a putz. Wage raises the gun to Case's head. This is it. It's what Case has been waiting for ail along. He shuts his eyes and prepares for the end. A SCREAM такез him open his еуез again. It's Wage. He's holding his gun hand up. Except there is no gun, no hand. Just a pulsing bloodv stump, the flesh and bone cut with micro precision. Tne gun and Wage's still twitching severed hand are lying at Case’s feet. The Joebovs are as startled and confused as Case is. Something moves behind them. A LITHE FIGURE IN MIMETIC POLYCARBON CAMOSUIT. To the naked eye, nothing more than a ripple in the dim light. They don't have time react. A blur in the air, a slight distortion as the camosuit swishes past them and then crimson gouts out of their severed throats. The Joeboys droo to their knees, all that ampea muscle meaningless now as they choke on their own blood. Wage is still alive though. And canny enough to try to get the fuck outta here. But he doesn't get far. Something kicks him in the chest, sending him sprawling to the floor.
20. It pour.ces on him like a cat. Ee tries to scream but the sound goes shrill, pig-like as he's gutted ball3 to tits. Case is frozen with terror as the apparition turns on him. It unzips the camosuit and we see clearly for the first time MOLLY MILLIONS. CASE That was you in the Arcade? She moves more like a machine than a woman. From each blood soaked finger, a two-and-half centimeter scalDel-sharp blade retracts with a barely audible CLICK. MOLLY Name's Molly. As she draws closer we see what at first appears to be mirrored sunglasses are actually surgical implants. Case finds himself staring at his own reflection as she cuts the ties that bind his hands. CASE What do you want? MOLLY You. One live body. Brains relatively intact. Molly helps him up onto shaky legs, angles him to the exit. ON LINDA LEE, eyes wide open in death. Case gently closes them and then take3 the shuriker. from around her neck. EXT. NEO-TCKYO HYATT - NIGHT One hundred floors of austerity brushing low slung cloud. INT. NEO-TOKYO HYATT - NIGHT The famous 80th floor bar. Lights of Tokyo laid out like code through forty foot windows. An elevator disgorges Molly and Case. Ee is shell shocked, looking comoletely out of place in his Night City grubs. Waiting for them in a booth is ARMITAGE {late 40s) pure chiseled American beef wrapped tightly in a sober German suit. Ee oozes military. Case immediately dislikes him. ARMITAGE Hello, Case. I'm Armitage. Ee offers his hand. Case doesn't accept it.
21. ARMITAGE (CONT'D) Please, join me. Molly indicates for Case to sit. He does with visible reluctance. She remains standing. One lens always focussed on the room. ARMITAGE (CONT'D) Buck up. This is your lucky day. CASE Who are you people? ARMITAGE Screaming Fist. You've heard the name? CASE Some kind of run. Tried to burn out the Russian nexus with a virus. Yeah, I heard about it. I heard nobody got out. ARMITAGE That's not true. CASE You? ARMITAGE (avoiding the question) The prototypes of the programs you use to crack industrial banks were developed for Screaming Fist. You owe a lot to me and my team. CASE I don't owe anyone anything. Least of all someone rich enough to hire razorgirls to haul my ass up here. Case starts to get up. Molly puts a gentle hand on his shoulder. MOLLY Hear the man out. CASE Look, I can't help you peoDle even if I wanted to. I can't punch deck anymore. My wiring's fried. Armitage looks Case up and down as if he were sizing up a beat up race horse. ARMITAGE What would you say if I told you we could correct your neural damage?
22. CASE I've been to every clinic south of the Mainland and no one can do anything for me. ARMITAGE That's because you're street trash. You don't have the slightest idea what's really available to those who can afford it. CASE And you want' to spend the money on me? why do that wnen there's thousands of jockeys out there? ARMIT AGE I want someone I can mold, Case. I want to rebuild you from the ground up. Case looks at him, doubtful. ARMITAGE (CONT'D) And yes, there's a catch CASE Which is? ARMITAGE I own your ass. EXT. CLINIC, TOKYO - DAY An expensively appointed nameless clinic. Molly leads Case through a Zen rock garden. Crab-like droids rake the stones into precise circles. Armitage is up ahead speaking with the PHYSICIANS. There's something ominous about this place. Case worries Linda Lee's Shuriken, which has found a place around his neck. MOLLY Relax, Cowboy, Armitage has the be3t nerve splicers on the planet. Whole thing's gonna be done remotely from Amsterdam. They'll fix you up good as new. Maybe better. You want some special enhancements? I could ask the boss. Case tries to read her. Friend or foe? It's hard to know what's going on behind those mirrored implants. He shakes his head. CASE Just get me working again.
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