Foley Fridays, hawk.


As birds of prey go Hawks demand a lot of fear and respect. They are also pretty awesome. There are a lot of movies that use the screech of the mighty Hawk as a standard noise to let the audience and the character on screen that the character in question has been left, most likely dumped on purpose, in a desolate location, often hot and dry, to die alone. The screech is the last sound a lot of animals hear before they die. I’ve seen hawks pick up squirrels and fish and can’t imagine the horror they will experience once the bird tears open their soft bellies with its immense talons, taking the time to let the hot guts of the small prey steam in the cool air, snapping its beak in some sort of grotesque laughter as it swallows chunk after chunk of flesh.

As such I was recently in a conversation with a few friends about going to the woods in the near future. One friend wants to bring her puppy and I very appropriately stated, “Yes of course. but I would warn to be vigilant for Hawks.” It’s safe to say my friends do not fully understand the respect a Hawk commands because MBOP’s own James Vandewater crafted this little screenplay in response:



SIR MITCH stands stoically on the edge of a great crevasse. The countryside lies below him with an eerie calm about it. Smoke drifts lazily from a battlefield.

SIR MITCH takes a moment to adjust the belt on which his greatsword hangs, the blood of countless men frozen on it’s blade.

His legendary beard flecked white with snow, he turns to the small wood-elf beside him.


I would warn to be vigilant for hawks.



A scene almost as awesome as the Hawk itself. If you want an example of how perfectly the Hawk screech works as a sound effect that actually adds something to a scene re-read the script above and press play immediately after reading the dialogue aloud. I understand if you now have to change your pants.

Until next week I remain vigilant.

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