Pretend they’re not here.Ĭlosing my eyes doesn’t mean they’re not here.Īfter a moment, he nods. He looks at Bee, now standing in front of him. I’m not! I just, it’s weird, with all you guys staring. Where he sees THEM sitting in a circle in the living room. Max heaves him away.Ĭole edges forward, sees Nerd being propped out the way.Ĭole gets down to his hands and knees and peers over the second floor balcony. I want my shit to come true.īee’s goblet fills to the brim, a wry smile. The blood pulses into his goblet this time.Ĭole eases back away from the banister, from the horror. Know what you signed up for, okay? You wanna go platinum? Things can get messy when you sign a deal with the devil. I did not sign up for this shit to serve me in my mouth. Nerd relax, okay? This blood is serving you. He taps Nerd’s head - SPUUUUURT! A torrent of blood EJACULATES into his face. ![]() Poor Nerd.Ĭole stares on wide eyed, hyperventilates. The gang surround Nerd with GOBLETS in hand.īee stares deeply into Nerd’s eyes. You’re helping fulfil a great purpose, know this. Nerd’s blissed out face and glazed eyes pay no attention.īAM! She brings down TWO HUNTING KNIFES into his FUCKING SKULL! His head now with knife horns. What a kiss, he’s going to cry in happiness?īee’s face hardens, her arms come up, hands unseen. She draws in and plants a tender, boner inducing kiss.Īs Bee breaks off, Nerd’s eyes drift open in a daze. It’s not weird okay, we’re just having fun. Just because I close my eyes, it doesn’t mean they’re not here.īee cups his face with a gentle smile. The gang continues to watch on, not helping. She teases off his glasses.Ĭlose your eyes, okay? Pretend they’re not even here. The gang (Sonya, John, Max and Allison) rise to watch the show. The FilmĬole’s head sandwiched between the stair’s banisters. Admittedly, that requires very little effort or none at all on my part. Given this is directed by McG and anyone who is a Wittertainment listener will have Mark Kermode’s impression in their head, I shall engage the teenage boy within me when I write this. A hyper written quiet scene is going to leave a reader confused. A bombastic scene written in a flat monotone won’t get the reader hyped. I’m a firm believer in the “voice” reflecting the tone of the film and the scene. I would forget my own name if… where was I? The Approach I’ve not read the script for this clip before or if I have I’ve completely forgotten doing so. And ponder a little (tongue in cheek), did I ScreenSlay the professional? After, I’ll compare it to the actual script and see what lessons there are to be learnt. I will watch a clip from a horror film and then write the screenplay version myself. Why not combine the two? Okay, that’s a good idea you had. With that in mind then how can we evolve in our screenwriting and make that Killer Shorts entry sing on the page? By writing. True for life and true for screenwriting. With the slash of my pen (keyboard) and the (paper) cut of my canvas (screen) will I bring down the mighty screenwriters of today and yore. ![]() Small and (not) so humble, I shall do battle. I shall stand strong against the professional writer.
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