Saturday, October 28, 2006

this life is staged.ask truman!

prolog
in a smoke-filled room.candle-lit and fenced by stargazer lilies, the ambience represents a funeral. much to a friend's amazement, his roommate loses his job when caught red-handed trying to sctratch his boss's brand new 7-series. the protagonist is trying his best to cushion the intensity while the antagonist preserving the unmotivating atmosphere. interestingly contradicting. it goes like this...

"the old folks used to warn me off regarding stuffs that in any possible manner might involve a creature named woman", said the protagonist.

"don't even think of going there man", replied the supporting actor.."the air is not right" "i just got fired six hours ago and don't expect me to cry" "i won't and i won't laugh either...not to your jokes or lame stories of whatever your parents used to say"

"mm, right..and does that make me an insensitive best friend?"..."well, i hope not and you have no idea how much i love you and......my parents", the pro continues.

enters the antagonist..."no doubt that the future leaders of our generation are having their what-are-gonna-do-with-this-world meeting without me" "let alone the fact that you broke our lovely hearts by rejecting the offer!"

"what?" "could you please be a little bit more specific because the last time i checked, we're still talking about (yet-to-be-named-character) and my parents?", protagonist enquires.

supporting actor interjects..."maybe it'll be much easier to put the blame on the institution" "i mean, suffice to say, a majority of us hates school until we leave them and then misses them"
by saying so, he puts the previous conversation back in place and the interference by the antagonist on hold.

"true enough but i can't see the point" "it doesn't make any sense at all"
"pardon the absence of sensibility in my upcoming opinion but you can blame it on your childhood upbringing, i must say", the protagonist replies. "i've read somewhere about shaping up a child and nonsense subject , like the arguably subjective psychosocial development thingy".

"yeah, whatever" "i have a friend who looks just like you and i'm certain that you both are very much alike. now bring him back, would ya?", the supporting actor reacted with sarcasm.

my very own first attempt on scriptwriting.
that's how i'm gonna start my own so-called indie movie. i have no formal guideline or direction of where to start from. at least the ball has started to roll with this entry. now leave your comments. i can sense a lot of constructive ones....haha....



1 comment:

bastard united said...

ur one homo sapien who i know has talent.....

time is never time at all

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