Saturday, July 4, 2009

First Love Script

Page 1
Panel 1
Wide shot, boy sitting on the edge of a large rock, overlooking a smallish lake. Lots of trees and dense brush line the area. Small frogs and birds and bugs flit about the scene. The water is still, pristine.

N: I remember when I first fell in love.

N: I was just a boy then...

N: On vacation with my parents up at the lake.

Panel 2
The boy's POV looking down into the lake, his sad reflection stares back at us. He seems about to dive in.

N: I didn't have many friends back home...

N: Up there, I didn't have any.

Panel 3
A stone skips across the water sending ripples through his reflection and heads right towards him. He's startled and begins to slip from the rock.

Boy: Wha-? Whoa!

Panel 4
The boy falls in the water as the stone hits the rock. He's flailing about as he drops in headfirst.

Boy: Glug!

Page 2
Panel 1
The boy, soaking wet bobs out of the water.

Panel 2
The girl stands just across the small outcropping of the lake. She's smiling a devilish grin.

Panel 3
Boy meets girl

Panel 4
Girl hits boy

Page 3
Fireflies in jars

Page 4
Hitting frogs with sticks

Page 5
Throwing rocks at birds

Page 6
Build up to kiss

Page 7
Lil Sister interrupts and is killed

Page 8
Boy kills girl, kiss

Montauk Monster Breakdowns

Act 1
Monster attacks dog/little girl
Poolboy cleaning pool, scoops water snake, gets call from Occult Friend about attack, loads up truck, drive to Occult Friend's lets us see the town. (Music montage)
Poolboy picks up Occult Friend, drive to beach, check out scene, some clues, intro Monster Hunters. Occult Friend in love with Hot Host, Techy & CameraMan follow her like lost puppies. Poolboy is unimpressed.
Back to regular life in Montauk. Town center, diner, Gramps works at Liquor Store(?) [somewhere that will help supply the gang with something to fight off creatures] Monster Hunters Van pulls up, begin asking locals questions, annoys Poolboy, Occult Friend eager to be interviewed. PB & OF engage HH, T/CM. OF vies for HH attention, but aloof PB has her attention. OF and T/CM hit it off, comedic relief. PB & HH have an opposites attract moment. PB simple townie doesn't want to exploit people, HH has something to prove and doesn't care either way. Gramps suspicious phone call(?)
Another attack, next morning, Government/Military teaser. Human is killed this time. More reveal of the creature. Military patrol night, then at dawn, just as they are about to shift change, attack at morning light.
PB gets phone call from OF. Monster Hunters at beach next morning. Trying to provoke attack. Military hiding off to the sides, blocking off areas. PB shows up with OF. Confrontation with Monster Hunters, oblivious as suddenly...Multiple attacks. Hiding in shadows. From one attack to many, running to Van/Pickup truck.

Act 2
Driving through town as Serpents attack all over, identifying the enemy, seeing the patterns of their attacks, Van vs Pickup. Getting rescued by HH and Van, something in pickup gives edge on fighting them off, the light from the videocamera.
Escape from town. Fighting back. People die and the main group gathers together. PB & OF, HH & CM, Gramps & Agent.
Camp Hero fight.

Act 3
Camp Hero dealing with psychological fallout. Bonds strengthened. Truth comes to light. Experiments explored.
Escape from Camp Hero. Running on foot, battling bit by bit. Poolboy & Hostess main scenes. Hiding in shadows.
Final stand. Lighthouse. Electromagnetics and light. Giant creature reveal. Gramps sacrifice, Poolboy's heroics, Hostess' Vulnerability, Agent's Guilt. Pushing back attack by other dimension.

Sexy Anime Action Notes

Ninjas, Samurai, Gunfighters, Boxers, Kung Fu, tournament meets secret agent.

A superhero in a tournament for fighters. Realizing that fighting is less about power than skill. Basic superhero powers versus meta-human warriors. A spoof/parody of fighting games.

Homemade hero enters the big leagues. Racing, olympics, sports, althetic display of humans versus other humans. Contest of human spirit. Winning and what it means, victory and glory, gaining notoriety.

Heroic journey in limelight. Washington Square Park, Grand Central, Highline Park, Central Park, Coney Island. Ave Games.

Street Games. Final Challenge. Urban Olympics. Meta-Metro-Marathon.

Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island, Manhattan, Bronx.
Five Counties. One representative from each burrough. Gowanus Pete: Brooklyn. Hero: Manhattan. (Has to fight different neighborhoods to become champion).

West Village. Greenwich Village. East Village. Upper East. Upper West. Midtown. Financial District. Uptown.

Each a cariacture of the neighborhood. Brooklyn Games, mentioned as flashback. Williamsburg, Bushwick, Coney Island, Park Slope, Bay Ridge, Brooklyn Heights, Bensonhurst, Flushing.

Gowanus Pete is the main opponent. Oversees the Quarterfinals.

Starts as league, then gets bigger and bigger. Follow the rise of the main character with the rise of the sport.

NYU Student. No direction, suddenly gains powers, has to learn all sorts of skills to compete. Washington Square Park. Immortal Washington is his Mentor, homeless man in park. Teaches him various fighting methods learned from others in park.

Act 1
Intro guy. Give basic day to day. Discovery of powers.
Guy with friends. Money problems. Exploitation.
Guy in battle. Fighting others. Winning.

Act 2
Winner in bigger sport. Competive world. Other powers.
Guy in competition. Fighting spirit. Ingenuity.
Guy alone. Losing and surrender. Friends.

Act 3
Celebrity/Fame. Remembering who he is. Powers evolve.
Competitors as equals. Younger Identity. Idealism.
Faithful spirit. Impossible odds. Overcoming obstacles.


Friend wants to write a discertation, exposing the underbelly of the meta-fighting world, journalism major, using the dumb guy, who learns along the way.

Two guy friends that help him win. Smartass and Slick. He's the muscle. The regular guy who gains powers.

College life. Competitive academically. Feeling inferior.
Too weak for sports, too dumb for intellectuals.
Internship for Science Channel. Exposure to scientific experiment. Mutation/adaptation.

Powers allow him to become whatever substance he touches. Using the various states of matter as metaphors for city life. Stone, metal, electricity, wind, water. Five different transformations per act.

Beer, cake, light, dust, glass.
Stone, metal, electricity, wind, water.
Lava, fire, wood, earth.

First Act
Fun, lighthearted, watching Brooklyn Games. Falls in Love with official. Last years winner. Queen of the games.

Second Act
Adventure/Action, raising stakes, real pain. More internalising, fallout between friend and hero. Hero isolated, almost loses, friends help. Reason to fight.

Third Act
Brutal battle. Tournament, colliseum, gladiator, NFL, UFC feel. Overcoming vices to rise to champion. Bringing out the best/inspiring others.

NYU graduation. Film student friend? Journalism friend? Girl invites him to a bigger nationwide tournament. He declines, but maybe.

Amorphorus hero. Mutate. Changes form. Carrying reader through transformation. From beer to victory.


Happy Birthday America! I sit in the new Washington Square Park amid tourists from across the world, all anxiously awaiting the fireworks that are going off from the Hudson rather than the East River this year. Seems they're moving with me to the West.

I'm wearing my American Flag, I mean Mickey Mouse, t-shirt, vintage 70's style ringer, legit piece of fabric, recalling my days of youth living the dream with my teenage parents as they brought my sister and I to the Magic Kingdom, a pilgrimage my mother still makes yearly.

I drink my large (I refuse to say Venti) iced coffee and eat my chocolate old fashioned doughnut from Starbucks. I got a freelance check yesterday so I am permitted to engage in consumerism today. A pack of Marlboros and I'm off to the park to relax, people watch, and write about my independence.

I never felt okay alone. I always needed someone around, maybe to tell me who I am, a reflective personality mirroring theirs, digging out the chunks that were actually me. Paranoia kicks in as I walk the streets of NYC alone, feeling like a kid wandering off on his lonesome, waiting for his Mommy to have security track him down, bring him home.

As a kid I was always alone. Trapped in my head, happily constructing complex secret agent/private dick/superhero scenerios, friends often found me and dragged me along, when I would have been happier sitting at home filming my GI Joes with my PXL2000. When they found girls I wanted to go play Super Nintendo.

Eventually I found a gang of guys, a wolfpack of dorks, nerds, and dweebs. Metal, role-playing, and sci-fi. Anime, comics, and fantasy. There was no girls about, and a varied bunch of guys to bounce off of and find out who I was. After a few years I knew, but I put myself there right away.

I was the clown. The sin-eater of the tribe, enact your anger upon me and let it be purged, for I felt nothing, although I showed you I felt everything. I laughed and made you laugh, quiet but rambunctuous when it would make for a gag. I had no deeper thoughts, and felt completely at peace in this masochistic persona.

I felt so you didn't need to, poking the wounded animal, watching it twitch. Little did everyone know I was playing possum, building up the resentment and bitterness, pushing down the guilt, overloading it with mistreatment. One day I would feel justified in my righteous anger.

Only that day never came. I let out pulses of strength, pushing me away from situations without letting them overwhelm me completely. I flowed from person to person, relationship to relationship, flipping my personality about, trying new psyches on like the new Fall Fashion. Being an amorphorus personality is the new secure identity.

Now, I'm happy for the first time. Everything is actually proceeding along where I am the one in control. I'm making things happen. I am engaged and now living with my fiancee. She is the female version of me. Yet, with her job I am forced to be alone a lot of weekends and nights.

I freaked out at first. For weeks I would have panic attacks, alone in her apartment, no money to go out, no friends to go out with. A new neighborhood I always thought I hated, my old identity as an East Village King, my only realy NYC persona, now gone, I had to find my way.

So I hit a few bars and found myself suddenly friendly and able to talk casual conversation. I was out at a bar alone one night reflecting on how just 6 years ago I wouldn't have been able to do it comfortably. Not that I was totally confident now but it was miles from where I had been back on Long Island.

I'd try and go out with the few friends I had left but mostly in big social situations, i'd still be struggling. Lost and alone in awkward moments with casual aquaintances, feeling sweaty and underdressed, stumbling through thinking everyone was scrutinizing me. It's hard not to hate everyone else for that, even though it's only in my mind.

I turn down a few offers to go out and do things for July 4th, knowing that in a sense, I now want to be alone. I stayed in last night and opened a cafepress store to sell t-shirts, edited my novel a bit, and organized my new literary adventure, Sub*Text. I felt good getting things done rather than blowing food money on booze.

I might go and watch the fireworks from the West Side Highway. I'll be alone and looking around at the couples, groups of friends, families that will no doubt be swarming the entire place, and I don't think I'll feel that same sadness I would normally feel. I think I'll look at myself, there doing whatever I want to, on my own terms, and I think I'll be happy.

I don't really need anyone else.

But if you wanna stop by Botonica in Soho and grab a drink, I'll probably be there, whiskey in hand, typing away.

Happy Independence Day.



It haunts our waking world.

Kurt in Chalk

Olive Tree, Chalk, by Lauren Sonnen

Wait For Me

Moby Poster in NYC fucked up by Me

Dead Flowers

They haunt this ship through endless tears.


Monday, June 29, 2009

Montauk Monster

Local guy.
Reality show hostess.
Paranormal monster attacks.
Conspiracy madman.
Government agents.
Lighthouse finale.

Diving into our reality, it fishes for victims. Sailing legend.

Act 1
Creature attack on beach (dog & little girl)
Intro Pool boy
Gramps ex-military
Reality show "SubUrban Myths"
Hot hostess, camera man, techy
Normal day in Montauk, End of Summer

Act 2
Provoking attack on beach
Government save
Gramps conspiracy
Pool boy & Hot Host
Saves her
Multiple attacks at once
Montauk Project
Retreat to Camp Hero
Military fight back against multiple serpents

Act 3
Town under attack
Giant serpent comes forth
Hide in Lighthouse
Vibrations/ripples & light/prism