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[video] Closer (House/Wilson)
title: Closer
pairing: House/Wilson
song: "Closer" by Nine Inch Nails
duration: 3;42
disclaimer: If I owned, they'd really be doing this on the show.
summary: A vid from House's perspective about his self-destructiveness and his destructive relationship with Wilson.
commentary:
[beginning - 0;19] I wanted to give the idea of House being restless and perhaps on the brink of doing something self-destructive, with the fast cuts and different angles. The greenish tinge is supposed to give the idea of unease.
[0;20] Focusing on Wilson's face and House walking out on him, how Wilson doesn't stop House from walking all over him, or 'violating' him.
[0;25] The way House is just sitting there, carelessly smoking and blowing smoke in Wilson's face - giving the idea that at times he doesn't give a shit about the way he treats Wilson.
[0;31] I really like this bit. The fast cuts between their eyes and lips, giving this idea of being intimate with each other.
[0;41] "I broke apart my insides" and House noticing blood from his gun shot wound.
[0;51] "The only thing that works for me", meaning his drugs.
[0;57] Which is where Wilson then comes in: House using Wilson to get away from himself, using sex as a distraction.
[1;00 - 1;01] The way he looks up at Wilson, giving the idea of him about to tell Wilson he wants to fuck him.
[1;02 - 1;22] I wanted to create the idea of intense sex, with rapid close ups of their eyes and lips, and House thinking about all the times they've had sex while masturbating. The way the focus on their eyes becomes closer and closer, while House's face grows more orgasmic, gives the idea of reaching orgasm.
[1;23] Lol. Afterglow of orgasm.
[1;26] House continues to think about Wilson after he's masturbated/had sex with him.
[1;34] I really like this bit, too. The different angles of House as he sits on the stairs to emphasise his isolation.
[1;40] "You can have the hate that it brings". Sometimes House doesn't just use Wilson for sex - he uses him physically to take his anger out on, too. This is another bit I really like, the fast cuts between House and Wilson as they fight and House puches him.
[1;45] "You can have my absence of faith". This montage here is of all the things that have happened to House in his life that give him reason not to have faith in pretty much anything.
[1;50] "You can have my everything" - I emphasised House's 'I love you' here, wanting to give the idea that sometimes he makes out he and Wilson are something more than just destructive fuck buddies. Whether he means it is ambiguous.
[2;02] "It's you sex I can smell" - another montage of fast cuts to give their eye contact intensity.
[2;07] The cuts between House in utter despair and House and Wilson laughing together. "You make me perfect" in conjunction with these parrallels gives the idea that Wilson draws House away from himself.
[2;12] "Help me become somebody else" - again, parrallels between House in pain and despair and House running. The running is supposed to be metaphorical of him being somebody else, as the lyrics say.
[3;05 - 3;14] This is basically a summary, a culmimation of what their relationship is - lots of angst, lots of drugs, lots of sex, lots of pain. And it's all very intense, which is what I aimed for by cutting these scenes fast.
[3;15] This scene gives the idea of uncertainty, of no closure. Basically, the cycle just continues and continues, no matter what.
[3;25] The final scene: no matter how much Wilson may sometimes hate what House does to him, he's always there and is just as stuck in the destructive cycle as House is.
closer by NIN
you let me violate you
you let me desecrate you
you let me penetrate you
you let me complicate you
help me
i broke apart my insides
help me
i’ve got no soul to sell
help me
the only thing that works for me
help me get away from myself
i want to fuck you like an animal
i want to feel you from the inside
i want to fuck you like an animal
my whole existence is flawed
you get me closer to god
you can have my isolation
you can have the hate that it brings
you can have my absence of faith
you can have my everything
help me
tear down my reason
help me
it's your sex i can smell
help me
you make me perfect
help me become somebody else
i want to fuck you like an animal
i want to feel you from the inside
i want to fuck you like an animal
my whole existence is flawed
you get me closer to god
you let me violate you
you let me desecrate you
you let me penetrate you
you let me complicate you
help me
i broke apart my insides
help me
i’ve got no soul to sell
help me
the only thing that works for me
help me get away from myself
i want to fuck you like an animal
i want to feel you from the inside
i want to fuck you like an animal
my whole existence is flawed
you get me closer to god
you can have my isolation
you can have the hate that it brings
you can have my absence of faith
you can have my everything
help me
tear down my reason
help me
it's your sex i can smell
help me
you make me perfect
help me become somebody else
i want to fuck you like an animal
i want to feel you from the inside
i want to fuck you like an animal
my whole existence is flawed
you get me closer to god

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I already prattled on enough about my love for this, but I'll say it again: really, really love this. It kicks my fangirlism into overdrive. And not necessarily because of House/Wilson (um, yay them? lol) but because of how it's put together. There's such a deraged slyness to the way you cut it. And the edits to the song are seamless and brilliant.
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥