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ok, I'm not sure the mechanics of it, but I am writing a screenplay. here are the first two pages of it anyway.
BLOOD IN THE WATER AS THE CREDITS ROLL WE SEE A MAN BOBBING UP AND DOWN IN SLOW MOTION IN THE WAVES OF THE CARRIBEAN. CREDITS FINISH. CAMERA PANS FROM MAN TO BOAT. ON DECK IS A FAT MAN (MR. RAMELON) WITH A CIGAR AND HAWAIIAN SHIRT OPEN TO EXPOSE A GREAT BELLY. THERE ARE THREE THUGS ON THE BOAT AS WELL. THEY HAVE GUNS. Mr. Ramelon: The water looks so beautiful, Mr. Marten. I hate to see you swim alone, I myself suffer from extreme hydrophobia. However, I’ve arranged to have some friends join you. Mr. Marten: (Sarcastically) What if they don’t show? Can I get back on the boat? I’ll let you beat me at Texas hold em. Mr. Ramelon: (Chuckling) Really, sir, your wit in the face of danger is tremendous. However no need to worry. I have taken steps to insure your friends will arrive. (Calling to one of the thugs) Gruber. The chum buckets, if you please. GRINNING, GRUBER BEGINS OPEING LARGE 10 GALLON BUCKETS FILLED WITH BLOOD AND CHUM. HE POURS THEM OVER THE SIDE OF THE BOAT. THE OTHERS ON THE BOAT START LAUGHING. Mr. Marten: Aw, c’mon now. That’s cheating. Mr. Ramelon: Really, my boy the games stopped quite some time ago. But I’m afraid we can’t stay and watch the evisceration. We must make haste and get to The Internecine Heart before your friend does. Mr. Marten: (Now surrounded by blood) When you see Willy tell him to water my plants. Also tell him he was right about, well about everything, really. Mr. Ramelon: I will pass on your missive, sir. Then I will kill your friend. As for you, I only hope you drown before you are eaten alive. THE BOAT’S ENGINE TURN ON AND THE BOAT BEGINS TO MOVE, GETTING SMALLER AGAINST THE HORIZON. SEVERAL SHARK FINS APPEAR IN THE WATER AND CLOSE THE DISTANCE TO GET TO MR. MARTEN. THEY CIRCLE AND INCREASE IN NUMBER TO SIX OR SEVEN. ONE SHARK BEGINS TO SWIM SWIFTLY TOWARD ITS PREY. VIEW FROM BEHIND THE MAN’S HEAD AS SHARK’S FACE BEGINS TO RISE ABOVE THE WATER. THEN SCENE STOPS. VOICE OVER (Mr. Marten): When you watch the discovery channel they always tell you in the event of shark attack punch the animal in the nose. You don’t realize until you are several feet from an actual shark’s nose that that is a good way to lose a hand, possibly an entire arm. At the moment I’m trying to figure out what kind of shark it is. I find a flash of relief that I’m sure it’s not a Great White. However, the odds that it’s probably a bull or tiger shark offer me little comfort. I look at its black eyes and pink and red open mouth and white teeth. Then I look up at the sky and the clouds. And I think to myself, all things considered, that this isn’t really a bad way to die. |
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