If you’re reading this, you’re confused — apart for the cheesy Outer Limits reference, of course. And I can’t say as I blame you. I’ve written some nonsensical headlines for blog posts around here, but that one definitely takes the cake — unless I’m even worse, on average, than I thought I was. In any case, here’s the deal —
Your humble host has written a screenplay. It’s not for me to judge whether it’s good or bad — I admit I’m rather partial to it for obvious reasons, but then I’m not exactly a neutral party in the matter. I’m also not blind to my own flaws as a writer, and I know this thing needs a lot of work. Or maybe it doesn’t. But I think it does. In any case, over the course of the next couple of weeks, my posting here is going to be dedicated exclusively to sharing this little opus of mine in serialized form. I’m having another go at editing it as I go along, and I think it’s improving with each new pass I make through the material, but it’s probably still very much what you would fairly classify as a “work in progress.”
Even so, I’ve gone ahead and copyrighted the thing. Which is not to say that I necessarily think this script is worth stealing, but you never know — Hollywood’s pretty well out of ideas and while this is by no means Oscar-caliber work, I’ve definitely seen worse stories make it in front of the cameras.
I’m not going to give away too much about the proceedings, even as far as the basic premise itself goes, since I prefer to let the characters and their actions be judged on their own merits (or lack thereof), but I will say this much — anyone who’s followed this blog for any length of time and knows what kind of movies I love may find themselves a bit surprised, at the very least, by the tone and content of the (hypothetical) movie I’ve written.
So why post it here? Sounds like the work of an unrepentant egomaniac, doesn’t it? Well, maybe it is, but honestly, I would appreciate some feedback on it along the way, if anyone is so inclined. I’m pretty new at this game — okay, entirely new — and while my compulsive editing has, as I mentioned, improved the state of things quite nicely in my view, additional sets of eyes are always welcome. I want to end up with a finished product that people other than myself would enjoy seeing on the big — or even small — screen. So hey — help me help you help me help you — help me. Or something.
So — if any of this sounds even remotely interesting to you, check back around here tomorrow for the first segment of a little number I call Larry, June, And The Year Of Te Cat, a join a busted-out, middle-aged Karaoke emcee as he embarks, unbeknownst to him, on a weekend that either will change his life entirely — or won’t. For now, it’s probably best if I say no more —
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