© A Mixed Bag
“Wow. Where’d you get that?”
Thirteen-year-old Jess had been a fan of the Predator movies ever since he watched the original when he was nine.
“My uncle. He made it for a display at ComicCon to promote next year’s reboot.”
Bobby was Jess’s best friend and they shared a special love for horror-based science fiction. It was great that Uncle Bill designed costumes for movie studios.
“Ha! I bet the Predator in the reboot will be a lot scarier.”
“Probably be CGI, though, Jess. There’s a real art to making a costume for a human actor.”
Bill Owens was listening from the kitchen. He was glad to help his nephew score extra points with his friends, but their conversation was paving the way to the future. Computers could often create more impressive visual effects than models, costumes, and make up, but a whole century of film making had depended on people like him. Bill was due to retire soon, a relic from another age.
Written for today’s Sunday Photo Fiction writing challenge. The idea is to write a piece of flash fiction no more than 200 words long based on the image above. My word count is 164.
One of my guilty pleasures is the 1987 original starring Arnold Schwarzenegger and Carl Weathers. I’ve seen most of the other films in the franchise including the Aliens vs. Predator movies, but this is my favorite. I was tempted to write an actual “Predator” story, but I figured everyone else would do that, so I went in a different direction.
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