Thriller: A Cruel Picture aka They Call Her One Eye
Slo-mo scenes, Tarantino, Kill Bill Jr.
42nd Street Fantasy - Movie Trailers
Unintentional Experimental Innovation
Anything cult.
My name is Kurt Christenson. I write comicbooks and live like a rockstar. Watch as I break into the industry and revolutionize it from within.
Thriller: A Cruel Picture aka They Call Her One Eye
Slo-mo scenes, Tarantino, Kill Bill Jr.
42nd Street Fantasy - Movie Trailers
Unintentional Experimental Innovation
Anything cult.
I def recommend this and it's got me jazzed about reading webcomics on my phone here. I'll do a proper review and pimp it out on the podcast I do with Tim Mucci, Write Club!
Parts 1 & 2 of Write Club! are now up at http://ourmedia.org/node/490357
And until we get a site up and everything I'll be setting up a section of the TenTenStudios.com forum for discussions, suggestions, critiques and comments.
Expanded on my Flash pitch which builds the foundation for my ultimate plans for the Flash family, and the tests and trials Bart Allen must undergo before he truly becomes the Flash.
Still stuck on Mike Manchester: Mall Security. The intro script feels disjointed and off somehow. Probably shouldn't have done the dialogue and action seperately as it's making it hard to keep the beats on time and it just doesn't flow right. Hmm.
But developing the idea as a comic with backup features including an interdimensional battle of the bands with the All-Ska Squadron, a suspicious Temp Agency that hires for odd jobs ranging from hitman to rockstar to superhero, and the sad tale of 80's fashion and teenage timewarp displacement with Toby Tyler: Teen Out of Time.
Bob Awesome is coming together nicely in my head as I prepare the second script. I think the first episode will be four 8 page scripts which I will either do as a webcomic or prep for a live action tv pilot I'll be shooting over the summer. I'm really happy with how the first script came out and it's helped refined my ideas.
Tweaking ideas for a Marvel pitch with an awesome artist whom many know and love. Don't want to say too much about it yet, still in the earliest of early stages. But it'll def be fun and hopefully lead to other projects if I can make it really good. Talk with the artist tomorrow to lay down my ideas, will start the script this weekend.
I love that research means reading comics now.
Going to see Watchmen tomorrow night. Not sure how I feel about it. I know it'll be good, and although I loved the comics when I was 13, I think I can let go enough to enjoy the film version. Anything that spreads the word and helps the evolution of superheroes is okay in my book.
That being said, Heroes the TV show pretty much sucks. The last episode with Sylar uncovering his past was the only really interesting part. They need to do something to make this show stop sucking so bad. Everyone's switched sides so many times that you lose track of who feels what about whom.
Whatever, at least people will have a better idea of superpowers and we'll get better special effect capabilities from this whole fiasco.
I have a possible gig doing the whole paparazzi photo editing thing again, I'll find out more next week.
Still going to record a new Write Club on Tuesday, this time a shorter length, and more focused delivery of audio goodness.
I'll be in the studio lettering this weekend, and possibly checking out this guy's band/cd release party on Sat night. If anyone wants to come for cupcakes, whiskey and rock'n'roll just lemme know.
K
The Flash's costume is torn up as he pushes through the blast trying to save who he can as he uses his scientific mind to determine the origin of the attack. The singed bodies move him as he tries to move faster, somehow save them.
This leads to the blob of Quicksilver that he had in hand when he came back to life.
Quicksilver. Exploring the uses of this material, Barry is able to use it to process information and scan data at incredible speeds, even working on a biological level. The more he uses it the more he feels a pull inside.
While fighting the top he ponders fighting the other rogues, the battles increasing the skill and manipulation of their elements. He sees himself divided like a prism into. Captain Cold, Heat Wave, Weather Wizard, Mirror Master, and Rainbow Raider.
Space & Time.
Barry's enlightenment. He sees beyond the Speed Force. It is more than that. It is everything, the force is just the boundary of it. While he was one with everything he became powerful enough, and with the Quicksilver key he was able to escape it's hold. He sees the universe as structured by the flight patterns of Green Lanterns. Guided by Hal's will.
Snippets of Barry's life as he draws upon his life to sustain his existence out in the nothingness. Reverse Flash, Professor Zoom, Thawnes & Allens, Cobalt Blue. Everyone wants to be Barry. Barry knows he must form Mercury University in order to properly train the runners of reality. Inadvertantly creating the quicksilver that brings him there by uniting the elements of the Rogues.
Speed Force Central.
Barry and Wally and Jay. The men of the Flash coming together to build the foundations of what will become Mercury University. Structured through time and with a clear plan, a vision for what will be needed to be done. This puts Barry on the run towards the Tornado Twins, Iris, The Thawnes and Eobard Thawne himself. Wally runs and entertains his mind by day dreaming/re-creating his glory days in the Justice League. Animated style hallucination, a rogue universe, grows out of control and starts to take over.
who watches the watchmen?
latte heart
barbed wire bird
Battling our cool, building our rep, an identity beyond the confines of flesh. Avatars of fantasy, larger than we could ever be, personas of awesomeness.
I fought some baddies, skimming across the city like it was a roller rink karate wrestling match, struck along the concrete jungle gym that it is.
A body hitting the side of a building and rebounding in a metathropic wave pulse sounds kind of like thwakkk! So, the comics guys have got that right.
Or maybe it's like that because of the comics. Who knows and really who cares. Kicking ass sideways over the heads of mere mortals is where it's at.
Aliens that are electrical energy come down and take possession of electrical devices. All to take control of the Quantum Engine. When it explodes it alters reality around it. Making all of the surrounding area distort. Mike struggles to find a way to fix it while keeping the peace. The mall is the center of flux.
Spin-offs: battle of the bands. Temp Job.
Battle of the Bands: the All-Ska Squadron battle through the myraid realities defending order from the chaos of the Weapons of Mass Destruction, a rival rapcore band, composed of demons, aliens and monsters.
Temp Job: Jack Jenkins needed a job. So a temp agency hired him for a few odd gigs here and there. No one told him he'd be shot at, beaten up, and attacked by groupies. He's got zero experience, and no references, but when you need a replacement getaway driver, superhero, or lead guitarist, then he's your guy.
If he wasn't out robbing banks, saving the world, or rocking out the coliseum, he'd be at home playing Xbox in his underwear. His girl shouldn't be upset about the bullet wounds, bloody noses, or lipstick on his collar. She's the one who wanted him to get a job in the first place.
Anthology type book. Mike Manchester main feature, two backups.
Toby Tyler: Teen Out of Time.
Time displaced "older" cousin of Mike Manchester, he's from 20 years back and his style has never been more popular. Well, when people catch on to it that is. Any day now. Or maybe his style has just come back into fashion and then passed. So he's cool in his era but now just another loser with last year's fashion. Fish out of water as he adapts to the future!
Maybe do a feature on ancillary characters in each one and a short of Temp Job. 48 page book. 22 page lead, two 12 page shorts. 2 pages for words and info.
Hal on guitar. Works at music shop. The brains behind the band.
Bobby on trombone. Short, video game obsessed, odd and violent.
Rick on drums. Quiet and stealthy. No one knows where he comes from or what he can do.
Abe lead vocals. Ska hardcore, leader of the band. Gung ho, mike in hand, checkered vans, fedora and sunglasses.
Sal on bass. Works in the bookstore. Knows everything about anything. He always has an answer.
They play against the other mall band.
Weapons of Mass Destruction. Hardcore/metal/rap band.
Mutants and aliens, led by Rodney, who works at Record Store and MCs with his silent DJ accomplice. Supervillain and ninja.
Displaced bands as reality polarization makes it so the college is shifted among the stars, and the bars buried deep in the darklands. Travelling along Morrison County is to cross levels of hyperreality. A meta-shift making time and space alternate.
The band must battle endlessly against the sinister plans of the WOMD and continue to play to keep the universe moving. Order vs Chaos.
Different towns as different realities.
We follow Max Stuart as he starts school with the mutants. Seeing X-Men from Freshman, "sapian" eyes. Bigotry against humans. Exploring the fear of humanity and the anger and resentment towards being hated/hunted.
Bobby Drake brings him out to the city to a dance club with the X-Ladies. Drinks in a dive bar with Logan. Helping Hank McCoy in the lab at Colombia University. Danger Room. Cerebro. Dazzler. Colossus. Strong Guy. Multiple Man.
Re-exploring how mutant powers would feel. Cyclops emotional distance, never seeing his eyes. Wolverine's sloppiness and disregard due to his healing factor. Iceman's warmth despite his cold power. Duality of forms, duality of mind. Colossus' armor protecting him from emotional pain, sensitive artist.
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Narration: Morrison County Mall.
Narration: My mall.
Panel 2. Headshot, head and shoulders. Mike just peering up from under his widebrimmed security hat. Young Clint Eastwood glint in his eyes, with an action hero jaw. Clean cut but a hint of stubble. It's been a manly day and it's nearly 5 o' clock shadow time.
Narration: My name is Mike Manchester, Mall Security.
Panel 3. Half length. Shoplifter, CDs spilling out from the pocket of his hoodie. The hood is up and he's just turned away from us, looking back over his shoulder. He looks like he might pee his pants.
Narration: And this punk should know better than to shoplift here.
Page 2
Panel 1. Side shot, half length. Mike running, heroic and stoic as he charges forward. The interior of the Mall is just seen in the background; a glance of a front window display.
Narration: The retailers here depend on me to keep their goods safe.
Panel 2. The Shoplifter is on the right side of the panel, throwing himself almost off the page, more spoils falling from his pockets.
Narration: I can't afford to let even one lawbreaker get away.
Panel 3. Wide panel, straight on shot of The Shoplifter, eyes popped open, legs shooting forward, Mike just behind him soaring towards us, upright and uniform clean and tight.
Narration: Every single time, they run. Do they think they can get away?
Page 3
Panel 1. The shoplifter tugs a kiosk, making the person on the stool beside it fall backwards, the kisok is pushed backwards as he shoots forward. The kiosk should have a small space right in the center. Jewelry, fake ponytails, beeper cases in neon colors.
Narration: These punks endanger the shoppers, the employees...
Panel 2. The kiosk slides right in front of Mike as we see him from behind as he doesn't break stride. The Shoplifter is getting away as we see through the hole in the kiosk.
Narration: All in an effort to slow me down, throw me off their trail.
Panel 3. Mike smashes through the hole, knocking stuff loose, the employee is on the floor staring up, as he dives straight through. His hat is being knocked off.
Narration: Most everyone here knows me by now. They know my methods.
Panel 4. The Shoplifter skids around a column, a hint of an escalator in the bottom right. Mike is tucking into a roll, the kisok still standing but a bit of a mess.
Narration: Maybe one day they'll learn and I can take it easy for once.
Page 4
Panel 1. The Shoplifter is pushing his way down the escalator. Mike is leaping to the middle area between the up and down. The customers look shocked.
Narration: Some accuse me of taking myself too seriously.
Panel 2. Jack is making fun of Mike as he runs by. Jack is leaning back on the up side, looking up at Mike, who's head is just out of frame, like he's a dumbass. He's wearing a cheesy leather jacket and has his black hair combed back. He's also got his arm around a young punky chick that works in Hot Topic, streaks of blue and a piercing or two.
Narration: Jack and Melissa. Two of my oldest friends. Well, Melissa is a dear friend. We grew up together.
Jack: Dude, you're so lame, just let the kid go. You're just a rent-a-cop. Get a real job.
Melissa: Jack, give it a rest already. Why don't you get a job while we're on the topic.
Narration: Jack, well, if I could, I'd throw him out and ban him for life. I'll never know what she sees in him.
Panel 3. Daryl, a heavier set, shirt slightly untucked, security guard has his hands out wide trying to stop the Shoplifter. His eyes are wide, hat back on his head, maybe a hint of the Shoplifter's hood as he heads for him.
Narration: At least I've got Daryl to help me keep the peace.
Panel 4. Mike on the left leaping over Daryl from the escalator midsection, Daryl on the ground, wind knocked out of him, with the Shoplifter's legs just in the right side of the panel.
Narration: Not that he's much help, but his heart's in the right place.
Daryl: Sorry Mike.
Mike: I got him D.
Page 5
Panel 1. Professor Loomis, a tall, frazzled looking scientist stands like a deer in headlights as he drags a glowing square engine behind him. The engine looks a bit fragile, shaking or vibrating oddly.
Narration: Professor Loomis and his Quantum Field Engine. Great timing doc.
Loomis: eep!
Panel 2. The Shoplifter smiles as he looks back at Mike, and shoves Loomis out of the way, Loomis off balance and now glowing as he bumps into the Engine.Narration: This isn't just any ordinary mall. Strange things happen here.
Panel 3. Mike is seen running towards us as the bottom of the panel flashes brightly, maybe an arm extended through the energy. Loomis is changing.
Narration: Any small disturbance could have disastrous consequences.
Panel 4. A huge, hulking, ax-wielding barbarian has his arm back, dazed but ready to swing. If the arm from panel 3 could connect to the barbarian to connect Loomis' transformation.
Narration: Loomis is trying to help me figure out how to stop these incidents.
Narration: When he's not transforming into an axe-wielding barbarian that is.
Page 6
Panel 1. Mike ducks under the Barbarian's swing of the axe, he looks stern and ready to handle this. Like he's done it time and again.
Narration: I've experienced first hand what happens when things go bad here.
Panel 2. Mike snags the lid off a round garbage can as he continues to run. He's looking back over his shoulder.
Narration: By now, dealing with the extraordinary is second nature.
Panel 3. Mike turns and whips the lid like a discus towards us.
Panel 4. The lid smacks the engine, the barbarian explodes with energy, half transforming back to Loomis.
Narration: Oddly enough, a little force and violence tends to quell the bizarre.
Page 7
Panel 1. Mike turns back towards us, large in the foreground, as Loomis on the ground behind him. Dr. Means, a baroness like, black hair bound up, woman in a skirtsuit, and Dr. Ward, a balding heavy set guy, both wearing labcoats, sneak into the background from either side as they grab Loomis and the engine dragging them off.
Narration: As if that weren't enough to keep me busy, it's the little things that are becoming a problem.
Panel 2. Mike looks off distracted as he passes a trendy girls clothing store. A redhead, Megan, waves from the sideline. She's thin, wearing a tiny dress, and smiles flirtingly.
Narration: Megan has been flirting with me lately.
Megan: Get 'em Mike!
Narration: In high school she didn't even acknowledge my existence.
Panel 3. Mike looks off to the other direction where Michelle is sitting at a Starbucks table, coffee in front of her, nose buried in textbooks and notebooks. She doesn't notice.
Narration: Michelle and I have been dating since senior year.
Narration: Even though I dropped out of college, we were always good.
Narration: But now that's she's prepping for grad school...
Panel 4. Over Mike's shoulder we see the Shoplifter as he runs towards the light of the outside. He's made it to the aisle that leads to the parking lot.
Narration: Well, my focus has been off lately.
Page 8
Panel 1. Mike is still a distance behind the Shoplifter as he glances back towards Mike laughing. There is a figure in the background backlit by the sunlight. The Shoplifter doesn't see this figure but he's headed right for it.
Narration: Thankfully, I have other allies in my fight against crime and disorder.
Panel 2. The Shoplifter stumbles forward as he passes the figure, which we can just make out the midsection of, robes of a karate uniform. The figure appears to have not even moved.
Narration: And a teacher to guide the way. To remind me what I'm fighting for.
Panel 3. Over the shoulder of the figure, the light casting a shadow of power over Mike. Mike stands before the figure, as he slows to a walk, bows his head and puts his palms together in honor.
Mike: Thanks for the assist sensei.
Sensei: No problem Michael.
Panel 4. Mike lifts the Shoplifter up by the hood as he peels his face off the door to the mall.
Narration: No one escapes from Mike Manchester...
Mike: C'mon you. Back to lockdown with you.
Panel 5. We zoom out a bit and see the doors to the mall, MORRISON COUNTY MALL, written on the glass, as Mike drags the Shoplifter off. There is an ominous glow about the panel.
Narration: And Mike Manchester can't escape the Mall.
Panel 2. Jack tucks his phone into his jacket as he raises his other hand into the air behind Melissa. She looks away, lips pouted as he rolls his eyes.
Panel 3. She stops and turns, standing in front of him. She eyes him suspiciously.
Page 2
Panel 1. Jack sitting on a beanbag chair, hands gripping a video game controller, as his legs shoot out in the air, a smoking bong and empty fast food bags litter the area around him. Melissa is yelling at him from the doorway.
Panel 2. Smaller panel of Jack, eyes closed, as he explains to Melissa, who seems like she is annoyed.
Page 3
Panel 1. Melissa looking the opposite way,
Panel 2. Secret Agent style, Steranko Shield style montage, sitting back to back with a female agent in sunglasses, Jack is glancing over his shoulder, eyes looking just over his sunglasses. They have phones and are texting. She's moving a suitcase back towards Jack with her feet.
Panel 3. Subset within panel 2, Jack leaping through a plate glass window, suitcase in hand, fire explodes behind him.
Girl's number
Page 5
Panel 1. Jack explaining to Melissa. Her arms are crossed and he's sort of looking off a bit embarrassed.
Panel 2. Jack, done up as a glam Rockstar, guitar in hand as he's swarmed with groupies rushing the stage, the band all rocking out and chicks just swarming everywhere.
Lipstick
Page 6
Panel 1.
Panel 2. Jack, in a full superhero costume, small domino mask, brightly colored spandex, he's punching a skull bearing supervillain with deathrays, who's also punching Jack with his free fist. It's a finishing blow for both, blood shooting forth. Robots are rising up in the background.
Panel 3.
Page 7
Panel 1.
Panel 2. Jack is driving intently, a ski mask pulled back up just over his face, bank robbers hanging out the windows shooting at police who are firing towards us. Money is flying all over.
Panel 3. Shot
Page 8
Panel 1. Melissa looks up at Jack concerned.
Panel 2. Jack looks down at Melissa, he has a sweet smile, and looks like he earnestly feels bad.
Panel 3. Jack runs off from Melissa.
Panel 4. Melissa glares at us, an arcane energy in her eyes.