AI turn to dust effect

A man under a spotlight falls to dust through the beam and heaps where he stood. a wide shot of a man standing centre stage under a single spotlight, turning to fine grey dust from the head down, the dust falling straight through the beam and settling in a heap where he stood, the stage and light unchanged

The one on the right crumbles and blows away; the one on the left stays as reference. a wide shot of two people standing side by side on a quiet road, the one on the right crumbling into grey dust from the feet upward and blowing away while the one on the left stays solid as a reference, the road unchanged, overcast

Dust falls straight down from the head with no wind and heaps on the seat. a man seated on a chair in an empty room turning to fine dust from the head down, the dust falling straight down and settling in a soft heap on the seat and floor with no wind, the chair and room solid, one overhead lamp

Pale dust curls off the shoulders in thin streams while the lower body holds. a woman on a beach turning to fine pale dust from the shoulders up, the dust lifting off in a slow breeze in thin curling streams, her lower body still solid, the sea and sand behind her unchanged, golden hour

The crumble starts at the fingers, climbs the arms and ends as a pile at the feet. a man standing still facing camera, his fingertips crumbling into fine grey dust first, the crumble climbing his arms and across his chest until the whole body has fallen into a soft pile at his feet, the floor and wall behind him solid, locked camera

The right half already dust held in her shape, the left half solid, the line creeping. a woman facing camera, the right half of her body already fine grey dust held in her shape and slowly falling away, the left half solid and unchanged, the line between them creeping slowly toward the centre, plain backdrop

The body crumbles from the edges in and the pile slides off the bench onto the path. a wide shot of a man sitting on a park bench, his body crumbling into fine grey dust from the edges inward until the pile slides off the bench onto the path, the bench, path and trees behind staying solid, soft daylight

Hair and coat edge stream away downwind until only the boots remain. a woman standing on a hillside in a steady wind, her hair and coat edge turning to grey dust that streams away downwind, the dust taking more of her with every second until only her boots remain, the grass and sky unchanged, locked camera

A whole body streams away in a long low cloud across the field. a wide shot of a woman standing in a wheat field in a strong wind, her whole body turning to pale dust from the windward side and streaming away across the field in a long low cloud, the wheat and sky sharp, golden hour

The outline goes first and the centre holds until the last second. a man standing in a bright doorway, his outline crumbling into grey dust from the edges inward while his centre stays solid until the last second, the dust sifting down onto the step, the door frame and light unchanged, locked camera