Infinite Billiard Dreamscape Loop

{
  "shot": {
    "composition": "Drifting orbital close-up, 35mm anamorphic lens, Steadicam floating on a slow spiral that becomes a perfectly endless dolly-zoom",
    "camera_motion": "Starts on the girl’s eyes—pupils dilate like portals—then slips past the cue tip; the white ball tears open into two translucent hemispheres that reveal an infinite regression of smaller billiard tables and tinier versions of her looping inside, all while the physical space folds back on itself so the camera keeps sliding forward into the same moment forever",
    "frame_rate": "48 fps → 12 fps variable for dream-like stuttering",
    "film_grain": "subtle 35 mm Kodak Vision3 250D stock grain with shifting, prismatic color bleed"
  },
  "subject": {
    "description": "A radiant, athletic girl with neon-indigo underglow in her waist-length silver hair that drifts like holographic silk; irises swirl with cosmic billiard constellations; skin softly emits bioluminescent freckles",
    "wardrobe": "liquid-metal bandeau top that flows over sculpted shoulders into fractal-pattern leggings that shift color with every heartbeat"
  },
  "scene": {
    "location": "A pocket-dimension billiard lounge—mahogany walls liquefy into star-fields, pockets breathe like soft mouths, the ceiling dissolves into constellations shaped like cue balls",
    "time_of_day": "timeless; the clock hands spin backward and dissolve into neon chalk dust",
    "environment": "butterfly-wing reflections ripple across glossy felt, gravity glitches make balls roll up the sides, muffled whispers from parallel tables collapse into reverb harmonics"
  },
  "visual_details": {
    "action": "She leans in; cue tip kisses cue ball—ball cracks apart like porcelain sunrise revealing a Lilliputian version of the same lounge; that micro-lounge’s ball splits again, nesting further until the camera tunnels through seven layers of ever-smaller rooms before looping seamlessly into the opening shot",
    "props": "a crystal cue stick that refracts tiny galaxies; the eight-ball is matte black with shifting star maps, the chalk is luminescent and leaves comet-tail traces"
  },
  "cinematography": {
    "lighting": "liquid tangerine pool-table spot, violet rim lights tracing the ball fractures, faint auroras orbiting her silhouette; shadows drip upward as liquid auroras",
    "tone": "hypnotic, reverent, cosmic; each crack of the ball feels like a new universe being born"
  },
  "audio": {
    "ambient": "distant whale-song reimagined as pool-ball clicks, reverberating glass bells, a heart-like deep bass thumping through floorboards",
    "primary_sounds": "the cue hit resonates as a glass-shattering chord that folds into backwards-looped lullaby; chalk screech becomes a flock of digital birds"
  },
  "style": {
    "visual_aesthetic": "hyperreal meets dreamcore, refracted light portals, perpetual parallax",
    "aspect_ratio": "2.39:1",
    "quality": "8K HDR with temporal smoothing"
  },
  "dialogue": {
    "character": "(GIRL, voice layered with seven echoes)",
    "line": "Break the loop… and become the shot.",
    "subtitles": true
  }
}