Monday, October 03, 2005
King Brad: the film
I had a dream last night, and today I'm working on a screenplay. Here is my vision of the film. It takes place in Seattle, and the final scene, the oversized gorilla gets to crawl to the top of the Space Needle. The oversized gorilla is hungry, of course, and everyone keeps pelting him with bananas in the hopes that he will go away. But no, the oversized gorilla shall not be quelled by such stereotypical devices.
I've only gotten that far. At least I have a movie poster with which to work. After watching Big Tim's movies, I've gotten the acting bug again. Since this time I'm writing the screenplay, I'll have more artistic control. I'll use footage from Stockstock.
Who wants to make a movie?
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Yo, Brad, I'm in. I'm a 2-fer. I'll not only be IN the movie, but I can be on-set security. Not that you NEED extra muscle, but you know, you need to keep your eye in the lens and mind on your lines.
J
Jguidya - Name given to the first born of the interracial marriage between Fat Tony Calzone and Sanequa Jones.
I'm auditioning for the role of "damsel in distress" but your charm and charisma convince me to stay with you atop the space needle.
Lady Hearteater and Nonny,
Take a look at the updated poster!
"Academy Award Nominee Hitman J"
Damn Kevin Bacon.
J
Word Verifier: The Gathering
Level 2: The Noises Within
Now
In the Hideout.
J
Hey, I want in this one. I can be the, umm, trashy one. J said something about a 2-fer. That part I can play...one for you, two for J... But, dammit, I want red high heels.
LH, I have a friend who can pick a mean guitar - with or without the moonshine - if you want some accompaniment.
Fridaysweb,
You may wear the red high heels, but I would like you to play the scientist who warns everybody about the dangers of trying to contain a gorilla. At the right moment, I want you to throw one of your red high heeled shoes at the enemy (NOT Brad the Gorilla, thank you) and knock 'em out. Does that work for you?
Please don't throw the red high heel at the damsel in distress either :)
Throw 'em at me and you'll taste lead for a week.
That is unless we're in the throws of passion and you're trying to get them off and they accidentally hit me....that'd be ok. Funny. But Ok.
Wait, when did this film become a porn?
J
The shoes, it is. And brains. Cool. I have good aim, too. I promise not to hit the rest of you. And, J, we can make Kevin Bacon the bad guy if you'd like.
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