KULO LUNA - the $Billion Dollar Whale  by Jameson Hunter

 

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ABOUT THIS PROJECT

 

Blueplanet Universal set the wheels in motion for the production of a feature length motion picture. This began in 2012 with negotiations for the film rights to a series of books by Jameson Hunter (Ltd), many of which are partly written from a developed storyline. Then in 2013, we negotiated the rights to the all new SolarNavigator, patent robot ship, which is at this time a live research project by Bluebird Marine Systems (Ltd) in the fields of: robotics, autonomy and energy capture. You can read about that scientific adventure elsewhere on this and other websites. The design of the 40m vessel is a major asset to the production of John Storm films.

 

Through December 2012 to March of 2013 we costed a high quality film to be shot at various locations, and developed a marketing concept; the basis of a business plan for enacting in 2016, or as soon as practicable. The next stage of project development is to turn the manuscript that we now have into a script. With a first script in place, we hope to attract a director who will empathize with our objectives - and from there we might begin casting for a movie to be shot in either 35mm anamorphic film or as near as digital equivalent and 3D:

 

The Adventures of John Storm:  KULO LUNA™ - The $Billion Dollar Whale © BUH Ltd MMXIII    Blueplanet Productions  2014 - 2016

 

Title:

The Billion Dollar  Whale

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Format:

35mm Anamorphic (or digital) 3D*

to HD DVD Blu-Ray

Ratio:

20 to 1*

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Runtime:

110 minutes

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Pre-production:

39 weeks

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Shooting:

11 weeks

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Post-production

15 weeks

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New film productions represent an excellent investment opportunity with generally speedy returns, tax breaks, and long term dividends. Film production is good for the economy. New film ideas are necessary to sustain the industry. Please see the budget details using the links below. Sample chapters from the book manuscript we hold are also given below by way of teasers as to how a script might be treated. 

 

 

FILM PROJECT PROPOSED BUDGET - KULO LUNA - THE MOVIE

 

 

A. Pre-production unit costs

         55,370.00

L. Travel / hotel accommodation

335,000.00

B. Above the line costs -prod execs

  25,907,500.00

M. Publicity / screenings

176,400.00

C. Crew - Main unit

       693,803.00

N. Legal, accounting. ins (Int, film guarantors)

477,010.00

D. Crew - 2nd & 3rd units

       278,680.00

O. Contingency @ 10%

7,254,830.00

E. Cast + options

  20,290,000.00

P. Producer's / Director's dividends (%)

TBA

F. Computer graphics (CGI)

  17,500,000.00

Q. Distribution - Direct (costs)

27,959,000.00

G. Art department

       986,300.00

R. Profit projected on sales (before corp. tax)

536,370,000.00

H. Equipment

       242,850.00

S. Finance / Interest (5 yrs)

53,876,570.00

ILocation / transport / catering

809,502.00

T. Total target film cost (production & distribution)

107,753,138.00

J. Stock, lab, video transfers

312,195.00

U. Studio property / equipment (invest)

TBA

K. Post production

190,510.00

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Sales

 698,000,000.00

Cost of Sales

 161,629,710.00

Net Profit*

*Subj. corp. taxes 

 

 

 

Kulo Luna $billion dollar whale

When a pirate whaler kills a small humpback whale, her giant friend sinks the pirate ship to avenge the death, but is itself wounded. The pirate fishermen put a price on the whale's head, but an adventurer in an advanced solar powered boat races to beat the pirates and save the wounded animal. 

 

$Billion Dollar Whale, adventure novel by Jameson Hunter

 

A heartwarming action adventure: Pirate whalers V Conservationists, with an environmental message and a $Billion dollars riding on the winner. For release as an e-book in 2016 with hopes for a film in 2018 with a provisional budget of £107m including risk share, TBA

 

 

 

KULO LUNA INTRODUCTION

 

John Storm is obsessed with the search for his ancestors; the divine spark that separated humans as a species from his primate cousins. He has amassed a voluminous collection of DNA samples from dozens of archaeological digs, mostly around Tanzania in Africa. He's also fond of wreck diving, especially on the galleons of old looking for treasure. One day he inherits a unique boat from an eccentric English uncle - his uncle's life's work - which will change the course of John's life forever.

 

The boat is solar powered, artificially intelligent and advanced robotically, sleek and deadly fast. Storm decides to enter it in a world navigation race, which he is winning, when Steve Green, a reporter friend, tells him that a humpback whale is in trouble 2000 miles west of Hawaii ........ and our adventure begins ......

 

 

THE RELEASE DATE FOR THIS BOOK HAS HAD TO BE PUT BACK TO EARLY 2016 - WE APOLOGIZE FOR THE DELAY

 

Humpback whale broaching in Hawaii conservation waters

 

Hawaii's location in the middle of the Pacific Ocean is relatively nutrient free (which is why their waters are so clear & blue) and too warm to provide enough of the humpback's food to sustain them year round. They must migrate to colder arctic water to feed and rebuild their blubber supply. Humpback's are famous for broaching and singing.

 

Humback whales underwater clear blue seas

 

There are many different groups of whales in three populations spread about the globe, each with their own familiar patterns.  Some are North Atlantic and others cruise the oceans of the southern hemisphere. The northern group is by far the biggest, making up approximately 60% of the world's Humpback whale population. Our whale is a Northerner, making its way from the Aleutian Islands to the Philippines, when they are attached by pirate whalers.

Humpback whale head surfaced showing twin spouts

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Humpback whales, twin tail flukes

 

Whaler's compressed air harpoon gun

 

A whale of a tale - whales are famous for their tail salutes. They are intelligent, peaceful creatures, shaped by millions of years of evolution to take advantage of seasonal food sources and natural kindergarten.

 

Man hunts whales with deadly explosive harpoons, though such activity is controlled via international treaty - some countries ignore the rules - ruthlessly slaughtering these peaceful giants for profit.

 

 

Whaling boat with harpooned whale roped to boat for butchering

 

Kulo Luna $Billion Dollar Whale seaplane used by Charlie Temple and Steve Green

 

Once harpooned, a whaling boat ties up a whale for butchering for meat and rendering blubber for oil. It is a heart rending sight - bound to generate rage in companions.

The model of seaplane that Steve and Charley used to survey the Arctic ice melt for their story on global warming acceleration.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

PROLOGUE

 

The twin-engine Shorts seaplane banked left, executing a graceful well practiced arc taking the craft parallel to an impressive sheer Arctic ice face some two hundred and fifty feet high. The pilot, Peter Shaw, motioned to his passengers pointing toward a frosted blue ice section the size of a small island, which had detached itself from the main body of compacted icecap, thousands of years old. They flew along the ice shelf two hundred and fifty feet above the sea.

            “It takes your breath away,” Shaw said to the nearest of his two passengers, a reporter named Steve Green.       

            “Yeah,” replied Steve after a long delay. He was transfixed on the scenery. 

            Then after another long delay, the pilot continued, “Few people are not impressed.” 

            Before them was a panoramic expanse of white wilderness. Cold, clean and magnificent, yet in danger of slowly crumbling into the southern Arctic Ocean, its fragility revealed by man’s unrelenting transgressions against the delicate balance of nature: Global Warming.

            In his youth, Peter Shaw had spent three months as a volunteer manning a so-called ice-station. Now, thirty years later he ferried grateful scientists and reporters to and from various landmarks. He’d grown to love the crisp Arctic air. Some might say an acquired taste, others, inevitable, with a degree of envy. Until now the flight had lacked communication, but the pilot kicked into travel guide mode when he saw his beloved stomping ground. 

            “The name ‘Arctic’ comes from the Greek for bear; ‘Arktos’ after the great white polar bear.”  

Steve nodded genuinely interested. “So the Arctic is the icy land with bears?” asked Steve. 

            “That’s right,” said Peter “the Antarctic in so named because it has no bears. From the Greek ‘Anti’ and ‘Arktos’ making Anti-Arktos, or Antarctic; the land without bears.” 

            “And now nobody knows where the name came from,” said Steve, “they just think of snow blizzards and sub zero temperatures when they hear ‘Arctic’.” 

            Peter and the passenger seated behind, Charley, said “Uh,huh” in unison then looked at each other. Steve turned to his trusty friend and long time camerawoman, ‘Charley’. “You are getting this?” referring to the visuals. Charley was concentrating on capturing the unfolding scenery as the long range seaplane got close enough for the camera to pick up melt detail, thanks to some quality flying. 

           “Sure thing, boss”, whispered Charley, suitably tinged with sarcasm, trying not to move too much as large blocks of ice face obligingly cascaded into the freezing Arctic waters. This fast disappearing ice mass is home to seals and polar bears, who have a starring role in the unfolding tragedy that is man’s folly; for it is man alone who holds the quill that writes history with his unique ability to understand and influence his environment.

            The forty-ish reporter carried his 5’ 10” medium build well and liked his dark straight hair neatly cut in a modern style and medium length. He liked being middle aged, and was fortunate to be young looking and energetic beyond his years. He’s usually ready to travel anywhere in the world at the drop of a hat to cover the latest international incident. As some of his contemporaries wouldn’t let him forget, he is the Indiana Jones of reporting, an image reinforced by his liking for a well worn dark brown leather jacket, natural cotton chinos and denim shirt, while in the field. This is because they are practical clothes that he doesn’t have to fuss over and they help him blend in.  

         The young Steve Green graduated from Oxford University with a degree in the arts. He took a job with the well known London paper; the Evening Standard. After a year learning his craft, he moved upmarket to The Independent, when the editor spotted an out of place article by virtue of being rather better researched than necessary, about a large raft of ice breaking from the Arctic shelf. The block was bigger than the United Kingdom, hence, was big news at the time and he was head hunted, mainly because a number of scientific periodicals, notably the New Scientist, had reprinted the article verbatim with permission.

            From that point on Green became listed with news agencies around the world, thereafter supplementing his journalism with video footage, which he shot himself in those early days. He became an expert in his field and thoroughly devoted to interesting scientific breaking stories. He liked being at the cutting edge, in this case the melt ledge.

            “Well Charley, that’s good enough for me. Mr Shaw, thanks. Would you take us back now?” Another long silence followed. The seaplane swung away from the ice face and up, climbing moderately. The engine noise changed to a deep roar as it strained, then quietened as the plane leveled out. 

            “Did you know it was here the iceberg detached, which sunk the Titanic.” Steve and Charley looked at each other, bewildered.

            “No.” Said Charley.  

            “Yes, they put it down to unusual weather activity at the time – 1912 I think, Baffin Bay, the big ship sailed from Southampton.” The pilot introduced himself, “Peter’s the name.” 

             “It was April,” said Charley, who introduced herself, “I’m Charley. The night of the 14th and 15th, a bitterly cold evening in the North Atlantic.” 

             Peter turned round to look at Steve and Charley, he frowned. “How’d you know that missy?” 

            “Our family had a friend on board – a musician from Eastbourne,” Charley said in a low voice. “Never reached New York. 1,500 people drowned. They only found the wreck in 1985.” 

              Steve looked surprised, Charley had never mentioned this before. “Have we got a life-raft on board.” Steve joked, then wished he hadn’t. “Sorry.” ….. 

             “That’s okay.” They all laughed awkwardly, stopping quickly to check they had lifejackets. 

             Charley continued “It wasn’t just the lifeboats, the lookout had no binoculars and they’d used cast iron rivets instead of steel rivets to join the hull plates, so when the ship struck the iceberg, the heads snapped off allowing the plate seams to part easily. Apparently, the radio operator was too busy sending passenger messages to pass on a message about ice further south than normal and had been rude to the Carpathia’s radio operator, who then turned off their radio. Carpathia was less than two hours away at the time. For these reasons, the Titanic was fated and the passengers, who got off the ship, would have to wait four hours for rescue.”  

            They flew east heading over Greenland to the North Sea and then back to England, a journey of at least 3 hours in a slow turboprop plane, climbing to 4,000 feet. After a while the changing scenery held little interest and all Steve and Charley could think about was getting their story edited in time for inclusion on the first available news slot. Steve was sitting with his laptop clacking away on the keys. Charley was viewing the footage and making notes as to prime clips, when the radio crackled into life. “Control calling Echo, Four, Two, Delta, come in, over.” 

            After his usual long delay, Peter replied, “Hello control, Echo, Four, Two, Delta here. What can we do for you. Over.” 

           “We were wondering if your passengers managed to secure footage of the ice face? Over.” Steve had stopped working and was leaning over in anticipation, so Peter handed him the mike. 

           “Steve here control. Yes, we’ve got the package and just working on the narrative and sorting clips. ETA 80 minutes, over.” 

           “That’s what we wanted to hear Mr Green. Well done to both of you. We’re waiting for you. You have another assignment in Hawaii. You're gonna love this one - a solar boat race. Over and out.” 

            Steve handed back the mike and said to Peter, “Was that about right for time of arrival?” 

           “We’ll have to do our best,” came back the pilot, rather quicker than usual.

            “What’s the story then?” asked Peter. "Do you know about the ODS?” 

           “The what?” said Steve, who's mind was now churning on the new story. 

           “The Orbiting Density Sensor,” said Charley. “I don’t know what that means, but I’ve heard of it.” 

           A smile cracked on Peter’s rugged features. “The ODS is a satellite which can measure the density of the earth’s surfaces. It’s a bloody useful little box of tricks if you’re a geologist prospecting for oil. But it’s also useful to the boffins trying to measure the rate of melt of the polar ice caps.” 

          “Now that is interesting, the story is the rapid melt….” 

          “Due to the albedo-feedback effect?” 

          “Yes,” said Steve. “In thirty years scientists estimate we’ve lost forty thousand square miles of Arctic ice.”  

            Peter jumped back in “In its frozen state Arctic ice will reflect up to ninety percent of sunlight; incoming solar radiation or insolation, to give it its technical name. But when melted the same area of seawater captures ninety percent of that energy. It’s that warming loop making Arctic temperatures rise at double the global rate.” 

           “We’re losing our natural insulation blanket,” Charley interjected. 

           “Quite right,” said Peter. Just look at the Northwest Passage. Before global warming only icebreakers and the occasional hardy explorer would dare to wrestle their way through the frozen passage, it’s now navigable for several months of the year.” 

            Canadian authorities were quick to claim the passage as Internal waters and demand a fee similar to that imposed at the Panama Canal as another lucrative commercial path for merchant fleets.

            “Well will you look at that.” Steve and Charley scanned the scenery. Peter was pointing ahead to a small patch of white in the sea. They all strained to see more. Peter took the Shorts down to a thousand feet in a steep approach then leveled out. As they got closer Charley realised it was a group of whales swimming together. She let out a motherly sigh. 

           “It’s some Atlantic humpbacks. Not so many of those as Pacific humpbacks.” 

          “Take us closer please,” said Charley excitedly as she fitted a more powerful zoom lens to her camera. 

           “Typical,” said Steve, “one tail fluke and you go to pieces. Still, they are suffering too as their krill is thinning out from acid oceans.” 

           “Shhhhh,” said Charley, wanting to take in the moment.

             Peter went lower still and Charley caught a full broach from a playful whale that was being chased by another

           “I got that full frame, she shouted triumphantly. I wish I knew what they were thinking.” 

           Steve and Peter tried to imagine Charley as a whale, which was difficult because she was so elegant. 

          “I’ve a mate who really loves these whales. He uses the SAA to listen to them singing. He claims you can track a family of whales from those old hydrophones. 

          “Really?” said Steve. “I thought they’d scrapped that cold war relic.” The SAA, or Suboceanic Acoustic Array consisted of around fifty deep sea hydrophones formerly used to track submarines in the 60s and 70s. Then submarine designers got smart and developed quiet propellers, and submarine captains learned to steer passages clear of the SAA grid. Steve and Peter explained all this to Charley.

                  “What do you think about the illegal whaling?” Peter floated the question generally. 

                 “It’s not fair,” said Charley. “Poor things wouldn’t hurt a fly.”

         “They are rather stunning, symbolic of all that’s good in nature – evolutionary genius.” 

All three sat silently for the remaining trip home, a warm feeling inside from seeing nature’s gentle giants in action, mixed with a feeling of guilt that it is humans who are destroying their habitat. It was not for them to be outspoken where politicians seemed to have missed the fact that continuous growth would eventually strip bare the earth leaving a barren planet as all the natural resources are consumed to feed an ever multiplying population.  As reporters, it was their job to collect solid data and report that information accurately. That was their unspoken mission.

 

 

 

KULO-LUNA  - THE CAST

 

 

CHARACTER

DESCRIPTION    ACTOR

 

 

John Storm

 –  Adventurer  – 

Dan Hawk

 –  Electronics Wizard  – 

George Franks

 –  Solicitor based in Sydney  – 

Suki Hall

 –  Marine Biologist  – 

Steve Green

 –  Freelance Reporter  – 

Charley Temple

 –  Camerawoman  – 

Sarah Jones

 –  Solar Racer, Starlight  – 

Jill Bird

 –  BBC Newsnight Presenter  – 

Tom Hudson

 –  Sky News Editor  – 

Dick Ward

 –  Editor  – 

Frank Paine

 –  Captain Rainbow Warrior 4  – 

Shui Razor

 –  Captain, Suzy Wong, Japanese whaling Boat  – 

Stang Lee

 –  Captain, Jonah, Japanese whaling Boat  – 

Zheng Ling

 –  Japanese Black Market Boss  – 

Peter Shaw

 –  Pilot  – 

Brian Bassett

 –  Editor the Independent   – 

 

Humpback whale and baby calf      Humpback whale caught in fishing nets

 

KULO-LUNA   CHAPTERS $BILLION DOLLAR WHALE

 

SCENE

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DESCRIPTION

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LOCATION

 

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Prologue

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510,30’N, 00

Chapter 1

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Winds of Change

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580 W, 750 N

Chapter 2

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Freelance

 – 

510 30’N, 00

Chapter 3

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Flashback

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420 N, 880 W

Chapter 4

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Sydney Australia

 – 

330 S, 1510 E

Chapter 5

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English Inventor

 – 

270 30’S, 1530 E

Chapter 6

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Bat Cave

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330 20’S, 1520 E

Chapter 7

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Arctic Circle

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500 N, 1700 W

Chapter 8

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Whale Sanctuary

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200 N, 1600 W

Chapter 9

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Moby Dick

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420 N, 700 W

Chapter 10

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Pirates

 – 

330 N, 1290 E

Chapter 11

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Enola Gay

 – 

330 N, 1290 E

Chapter 12

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Black Market

 – 

330 N, 1290 E

Chapter 13

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Solar Race

 – 

200 N, 1600 W

Chapter 14

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Darwin to Adelaide

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130 S, 1310 E – 350 S, 1380 E

Chapter 15

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Six Pack

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200 N, 1600 W

Chapter 16

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Whaling Chase

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240 N, 1410 E

Chapter 17

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All Hands

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240 N, 1400 E

Chapter 18

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SPLASH

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40N0, 1550 W   (Whale Trust Maui)

Chapter 19

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Sky (deal) High

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380 S, 1450 E

Chapter 20

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Empty Ocean

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200  N, 1600 E  (middle of Pacific)

Chapter 21

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Abandoned

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200 N, 1300 E  (off Philippines)

Chapter 22

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Open (Water) Season

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330 N, 1290 E

Chapter 23

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LadBet International 

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470 N, 70 E

Chapter 24

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Million Dollar Whale

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250 N, 1250 E

Chapter 25

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Hawaii

 – 

200 N, 1600 W

Chapter 26

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Rash Move

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140 N, 1800 E

Chapter 27

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Off Course

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150 N, 1550 E

Chapter 28

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Shark Attack

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100 N, 1650 E

Chapter 29

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Sick Whale

 – 

100 N, 1650 E

Chapter 30

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Medical SOS

 – 

100 N, 1650 E

Chapter 31

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Whale Nurse

 – 

100 N, 1650 E

Chapter 32

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Learning Curve

 – 

100 N, 1650 E

Chapter 33

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Storm Clouds

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150 S, 1550 E

Scene 34

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The Coral Sea

 – 

150 S, 1570 E

Chapter 35

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Tell Tail Signs

 – 

230 S, 1550 E

Chapter 36

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Green Peace

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20 S, 1600

Chapter 37

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High Regard

 – 

20 S, 1600 E

Chapter 38

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Tickets Please

 – 

20 S, 1600 E

Chapter 39

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Media Hounds

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170 S, 1780 E

Chapter 40

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Breach of Contract

 – 

200 S, 1520 E

Chapter 41

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Botany Bay

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350 S, 1510 E

Chapter 42

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Fraser Island

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250 S, 1530 E

Chapter 43

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Congratulations

 – 

250 S, 1530 E

Chapter 44

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Sweet Sorrow

 – 

250 S, 1530 E

Epilogue

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510,30’N, 00

 

 

Blueplanet Universal Productions are open to approaches from artists who are looking to get involved in a project about which the subject matter lends itself to the graphic novel style, eventually looking to produce storyboards for the film production. A graphic novel could be a kickstarter project. The youtube videos below illustrate the need for a film that delivers a hard hitting environmental message in popularist style for greater absorption.

 

 

Japanese whale hunt  - Youtube

Whales in trouble - Youtube

Humpback whales up close - Youtube

Whales singing - Youtube

 

 

 

 

The giant humback whale guides the damaged solar boat through a storm on the coral sea.

 

Scene 34: Role reversal, Kulo Luna guides the damaged Solarnavigator through stormy seas. Artwork, acrylic on paper.

 

 

 

Extract of Kulo Luna - Copyright © Jameson Hunter 2006 and 2013. The right of Jameson Hunter to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyright Designs and Patents Act 1988.  In this work of fiction, the characters, places and events are either the product of the author’s imagination or they are used entirely fictitiously. Set in 10/11pt Palatino by Blueplanet Universal Productions & Electrick Publications, London, England.  ISBN:  0-953-7824-01

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