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I want to apologize to my partner, Steve for not being available and doing very little withthis challenge so far. He's been on teh ball form day 1, and this is completely my fault. I've been sick and have had major computer problems. The computer issues are fixed now and I'm starting to feel better.
We will meet this challenge 1 way or another. All blame for a crappy script should go to me though, but hopefuly, we can still put together a kickass script.
Tommy and I wrote ours the first night. The second night was spent editing. The third night we sent it to a contest. The fourth night the people at the contest read it. The fifth night they gave us the three million dollar prize and told us they loved it and wanted to make a short film. The sixth night we turned them down (still took the 3 mil) because one of their execs looked at me funny. The seventh day we rested. The eighth day we decided that that script didnt meet what we thought could be our best effort, so we trashed it. The ninth day we used what we learned from our mistakes to outline a new, super script. Yesterday, we wrote it. Today, we've been editing.
So yeah, you're all waaaaaaaaaaaaay behind the ball and about to get destroyed in this Faux One Week Competition.
(It's funny that it's now neither one week, nor a competition. It's like calling a stick of butter an iPod.)
A top notch, sci-fi apartment, made prevalent by all the futuristic gadgets strewn about. They're futuristic because you've never seen them before. You don't live in the future. You live here.
A young man, we'll call him X74232 (because that's a futuristic, sci-fi sounding name) rummages through his cabinets. There's no food. It's a "food shortage"...cue dramatic music.
A box of futuristic, sci-fi cereal? Empty.
An old container of milk? Who are we kidding? There will be no cows in the future.
And then, there it is, a green, hockey puck looking thing. A futuristic Ding Dong cake. Or is it?
He takes the "cake", places it in a microwave (those things rock, they'll never be replaced) and moments later, a weeks worth of fresh groceries.
The food shortage is solved, and X74232 is free to go back to his mundane life, spending way too much time looking at internet porn (internet porn rocks, it'll never be replaced) and visiting his orgasm closet (somebody invent this).
I love words and the fact that when the page is blank...there's nothing there until words are formulated in my brain. Those thoughts...rushing through my viens and out my finger tips, find "life" on the page.
When people and places come to life...that to me is exciting.
MBCgirl =) My finger nails should look nice while I type - Red works!
I love words and the fact that when the page is blank...there's nothing there until words are formulated in my brain. Those thoughts...rushing through my viens and out my finger tips, find "life" on the page.
When people and places come to life...that to me is exciting.
MBCgirl =) My finger nails should look nice while I type - Red works!
Did you sleep with Mike? I ask this because every woman he's gone to bed with says this.
Luckily, I can tell the difference between being laughed with and laughed at.
Next time you're in bed, try telling a few jokes. If they're funny, you'll notice a difference in that laugh versus the reaction of seeing your "winky".
Problem with that is I would run the risk of waking her up. Maybe some mimes might be better suited in my case.
Might change how people look at mimes when they do that stuck-in-a-box routine.
I'm hoping to do more PITA one week challenges. The next one wil be a regular OWC. The one after that (or two after that) will be the straight forward ones; it'll then be followed by another challenge with a twist.