Blah.. I'm bored and have writer's block.
I've been working on this screenplay for about 2 weeks now (35 pages in) and I really feel positive about it.
Hopefully I can finish through with it instead of just putting it aside when a new idea comes my way. Kinda like what I did with the 2 previous screenplays.
I guess you're probably wondering, what the hell could this screenplay be about. Well, I feel in the year 2008, America deserves a new mobster movie. But what the hell could be done to top the already previous classics, Godfather, Goodfellas, Casino etc.
So I decided to tweak it and not go the traditional mobster route, and more so a similar route to A Bronx Tale.
Essentially, without giving away too much detail, the movie centers around a white suburban town in NY, split up into 2 parts, due in part to an on going "Civil War" over drugs. One side of the town, are against drugs, gangs and crime in general; they often refer to themselves as mercenaries, for lending their arm to help those in danger.
The other side, is filled with your stereotypical deadbeats, uneducated dropouts, who sell drugs and waste away their lives screaming thug life.
However, the only thing keeping the 2 sides from killing each other, are the boundaries set by the local mob boss; who just so happens to be mentors to 2 of the mercenaries, and the supplier for deadbeat.
It's an interesting little story dealing with friendship, which takes a bit of a twist at the end.
I'm looking to milk this storyline for 3 movies. The possible scenarios for the next 2 films are already in my head.
Just a forewarning, if I see a movie with this plot, I will kill you...
JK... or am I...
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
Cunnilingus
First and foremost, allow me to apologize for the inclement blue balls caused by my provocative, yet, subtle title.
The word cunnilingus is literally defined as the act or practice of orally stimulating the female genitals. However, the act itself, is nowhere near as comedic as the word. Few men charitably desire the prestige and nobility associated with being a serenading cunnilinguist.
Ironically, the very same men, who abhor cunnilingus, are those stimulating the defiled genitals of our herpes infested society.
If I may, I'd like to echo the old adage, "It’s always darkest before the dawn." With the American economy claiming victims as quickly as the plague, we are casting our scapegoats. And in what better fashion, than en lieu of Sean Penn's vivacious performance in MILK, to cast the homosexuals of California as scape goats by voting yes on Proposition 8.
Now, I'm not a gay activist, but I am human, and I do battle demons, just like the rest of society. With that said, who am I to judge two loving consensual partners in a world where the sacred sacrament of marriage is annulled annually.
If you ask me, the sacrament itself lost its luster, long before gay marriage became a "fad." Why limit those who love each other to "civil unions" when two random people can drop some acid, throw back a couple of shots of tequila, and be wed within an hour of making acquaintance.
Lastly, I'd like to thank Hank Moody, for granting me entry to the secret society of Blogging.
The word cunnilingus is literally defined as the act or practice of orally stimulating the female genitals. However, the act itself, is nowhere near as comedic as the word. Few men charitably desire the prestige and nobility associated with being a serenading cunnilinguist.
Ironically, the very same men, who abhor cunnilingus, are those stimulating the defiled genitals of our herpes infested society.
If I may, I'd like to echo the old adage, "It’s always darkest before the dawn." With the American economy claiming victims as quickly as the plague, we are casting our scapegoats. And in what better fashion, than en lieu of Sean Penn's vivacious performance in MILK, to cast the homosexuals of California as scape goats by voting yes on Proposition 8.
Now, I'm not a gay activist, but I am human, and I do battle demons, just like the rest of society. With that said, who am I to judge two loving consensual partners in a world where the sacred sacrament of marriage is annulled annually.
If you ask me, the sacrament itself lost its luster, long before gay marriage became a "fad." Why limit those who love each other to "civil unions" when two random people can drop some acid, throw back a couple of shots of tequila, and be wed within an hour of making acquaintance.
Lastly, I'd like to thank Hank Moody, for granting me entry to the secret society of Blogging.
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