Frank Ocean writes forward for 'Moonlight' book.


Following entries on Ex Machina and The Witch, A24 is releasing a new screenplay book on the Academy Award-winning film Moonlight.

The book, with a first edition of 3000, will be released on Monday, September 30 with a forward by Frank Ocean.

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Starting with Ex Machina by Alex Garland, The Witch by Robert Eggers, and Moonlight by Barry Jenkins, the first collection from A24 BOOKS celebrates the singular vision and unbridled artistry of these noted writer-directors, showcasing how they saw their films through from script to screen.

Book Number 003 / 224 pages
- Forward by Frank Ocean
- Essay by Hilton Als
- Academy Award Acceptance speeches

The full text of the forward can be read below:

In the southeast, in our youth I saw streetlights and taillights and lighters light spoons and guns alight but there was no moonlight. When my mother lit the stove pilot with a match, when we let Mr. Joseph The Wino live in our back shed I sat on the stairs and spoke to him. That little light that made it through the doorway from the kitchen lit his face as he told me stories about when he used to sleep with no cover from the moon. Talking to him I learned that the moon had no light of its own, that all its light came from the sun. Before I left the house to walk to the gas station I wrapped my head with a silky rag to set my waves. On the walk I imagined one day they would shine like the sea under moonlight. I knocked on your door on the way back and you answered it without a shirt, and turned your back on me and I shoved you for leaving me hanging but we were too familiar for greetings, we were too familiar for so many words and I slept over. On a late Saturday morning when the languor fell away we ran out into sunlight, it beamed on the targets on our brown backs. Midway through a game I wanted to see you from the sideline so I took a seat and followed the lines your body made under flood lights. In my car, the gauges and incandescent bulbs turned us different shades of blue. When we arrived we paid to stare off into silver screens and they wouldn’t shine any light on our 7 situation. And for so long it was like we didn’t exist.

Frank Ocean

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