New thing. Movies I love… In this series I’ll be introducing you to films that I love and try to persuade you […]
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4 vlog entries to catch you all up. Game of Thrones vs Avengers, Hellboy(2019), short story writing and more Game of Thrones. Enjoy.
The final Part in this dark lynchian horror/thriller. How far can May and Company run?
EXT. THE COTTAGE – THE RAPE FIELD – CONTINUOUS Mickey chases after Kimmi through the knee high crop field. MICKEY Wait up. The girl in front of him turns to face Mickey but the girl who turns around isn’t Kimmi. KELLY Fuck off. It isn’t Kimmi but Kelly they are similar in age and appearance. Mickey Stops in his tracks for a moment then shakes it off. MICKEY Come on. Slow down you’re going to give me fucking heart attack. KELLY Good. […]
INT. THE DOCTORS HOUSE – NIGHT Frank’s leg is up on the gurney, all busted. THE DOCTOR nervously unwraps Frank’s leg and […]
INT. THE ROOM – TIME UNKOWN We watch Frank’s reaction to the beating we hear Mickey is taking. We see the conflict. We see the horror. We see that Mickey means something to this man. But his brother…is his brother. Slowly as we pull out still focused on Frank WE HEAR Johnny tiring and slowing down. FRANK Johnny? Johnny swings again. FRANK (CONT’D) (Shouting) JOHNNY! Johnny stops and we now cut to another angle that shows Johnny exhausted and bloody standing over […]
INT. FIONA’S APARTMENT – NIGHT. INSPECTOR TENNENT Can’t sleep. He stands by the window staring out into the darkness at the street below, at two drunks squaring up to each other. He’s mid forties clean shaven and athletic, stripped to the waist showing the scar of some long passed encounter with a street kids blade – It itches but the drunken play taking place on the street below bothers him more than his scar tonight. Behind him lying face down on the bed […]
COMEDY 15+ Short Film Script A row of unassuming semi detached houses. A sunny day. An unseen bird tweets the Nokia ringtone as a small flock of tiny people with wings instead of arms dart out of the privet hedge and into the sky.
EXT. OUTSIDE THE CLUB – MIDDAY A busy mid morning street in the old financial centre of the city – old Victorian and Georgian buildings jostle for breath between the new upstarts of glass and steel. The engine growl of a large black Bentley hastily pulls up nearly knocking over an unwary pedestrian. Out of the car steps two men. Johnny runs around the car by the time that Frank is out of the drivers side, Johnny is physically reassuring him. JOHNNY […]