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Thriller/Mystery......
intro has been rewritten and posted further down below.
Last edited by Funk-Monkey; 05-15-2006 at 09:51 AM.. |
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Some things I noted:
1) Whenever a character is not onscreen, talking on a phone or such, always use (O.S). ANSWERING MACHINE (O.S) Hello, you have reached the Johnson's. Sorry no one is here to take your call. Please leave a message and have a blessed day. Also, it would be a good idea to intoduce Jimmy's father early on, like thus: JIMMY JOHNSON, late 20's, athletic build, dries his wet hands against his dirty apron. He's on a pay phone waiting for an answer. JIMMY Come on...pick up. *insert name here*, Jimmy's father on an answering machine is heard. *insert name here* (O.S) Hello, you have reached the Johnson's. Sorry no one is here to take your call. Please leave a message and have a blessed day. 2) If Briggs is dying, how can yell? It doesn't make sense. 3) The dialgoue seems awkward. Say the lines outloud. Usually you'll catch mishaps almost immediately. 4) Also: JIMMY Hey, pop, it's me. I just thought I'd call again...it's like my fifth time this week and I still haven't heard back from you.... anyway. I hope everything is alright...call me back soon as you get this. A GROUP OF SOLDIERS enter before Jimmy can gather his thoughts. They debate back and forth - poker is the topic. One of the soldiers yell from a distance to Jimmy. I'll get to the rest later. Last edited by Avner; 05-01-2006 at 07:08 PM.. |
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A few minutes later Briggs comes in with his friends and asks him what the fuck are you doing on the floor basically. if its a nightmare or halleucination it doesnt matter if he's dying. i actually invisioned him already dead while he was talking the first time based on the way he described him (pale, feverish, strung out looking, with a bleeding gash on his throat, etc.) my 2cents ![]() Last edited by Pain In Da Azz; 05-01-2006 at 10:29 PM.. |
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I have enough time for the basics. Will have a go at content later if no one else has beaten me to the punch.
Your descriptions need work. They're redundant in places, contradictory in others. Quote:
You have a bunch of tells in here as well. Quote:
How many is in a pack of soldiers? 52? 54 with jokers? Write their dialogue. Keep it short, sure, but make it easy on the reader. They shouldn't have to come up with whatever the soldiers are bantering about - that's your job. Don't use 'continuous' in a slug where it's clearly not continuous. Your capitalisation is distracting and unnecessary. Why on earth would you capitalise 'SOBBING' - strikes me as a quiet thing. Why have you separated 'A GROUP OF MP'S' from the rest of the narrative? That's about all I have time for. |
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i got you now...i made that change. when you say the descriptions need work do you mean it needs more detail or it is not explained good enough visually? where is it contradictory? Quote:
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Last edited by Funk-Monkey; 05-02-2006 at 11:03 AM.. |
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i made some other minor changes, hopefully it is clear now. |
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re tells: Quote:
Some other tells/redundancy: late fall season, __somewhere in Virginia__ (how do we know it's Virginia? Do we care?) Five soldiers come inside __before Jimmy can gather his thoughts.__ They __debate back and forth and__ shove each other around playfully __One of them yells out to Jimmy__ __Before he can get angry__, a man's sobbing echoes faintly in the darkness. How can he still be alive? The news hits Jimmy like a ton of bricks. His jaw drops, __he's totally caught off guard__. ==== Redundancy The soldiers stand there, debate louder instead of leaving. --Why? Is this important? ==== Run a spellchecker over your work. You also need to be more careful in how you craft your sentences. Near enough isn't nearly good enough in this game. Spelling / Grammar / Choice of words Decrepi(t/d) Unifor(m/ed) --know the difference between these two. 'cling into' --awkward 'watching a game of Street Fighter' --What if your reader doesn't know street fighter? 'yell and instigate' --How can they be instigating it? It's already started, and it was instigated by your protagonist. Quote:
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If you're shooting this yourself, you obviously have more freedom but it's still good to know how to put a spec together properly. Don't worry about calling shots. Just write the story. Write it clearly using specific actions. If you do that, the look and feel will take care of itself. Rather than capitalising the MP's, it should be sufficient to start a new paragraph. You don't need to be too heavy-handed. Use line-breaks and whitespace to make things clear that otherwise may not be. |
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cool, thanks for the breakdown ares, i'll rework this and try to watch out for those things you mentioned.
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for what it's worth
I'm currently writing two scripts and maybe they're garbage, but I like harsh criticism but not too harsh so I'll try to make it the way I'd like to hear it. I stopped reading after the soldiers did their poker talk. I'm in the military and an avid card player so I should be your main audience and I almost immediately lost interest. I don't know why, maybe it's just me being tired, but I thought I'd let you know that the poker talk part AT LEAST!!!! should be rewritten. I would actually make it a lot longer... when guys tlak about past hands they go into great detail about them... you should say something like... "Do you know the odds of you pulling out that ace? there was only 1 left in the deck.
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for what it's worth
I'm currently writing two scripts and maybe they're garbage, but I like harsh criticism but not too harsh so I'll try to make it the way I'd like to hear it. I stopped reading after the soldiers did their poker talk. I'm in the military and an avid card player so I should be your main audience and I almost immediately lost interest. I don't know why, maybe it's just me being tired, but I thought I'd let you know that the poker talk part AT LEAST!!!! should be rewritten. I would actually make it a lot longer... when guys tlak about past hands they go into great detail about them... you should say something like... "Do you know the odds of you pulling out that ace? there was only 1 left in the deck... I basically had to call on odds alone. You shouldn't have even been in that hand, but that's why I get for being better then you...luck screws me every time." I say this mainly because poker players CAN NEVER let hands go that they should've won or even hands they got lucky and won so these guys dismissing it quickly stood out to me... Just for what it's worth... I'll let you read my opening few scenes and let you critique the hell out of it so that we'll be even cool?
good luck. |
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A couple of notes.
There's some strength in this writing, but it's also got some major problems. I knew from the first line of dialog that you had things to learn. Allow me to belabor a point. Guy's on phone. Gets an answering machine. Unhappily leaves message, and calls right back. A line like "C'mon, pick up" is totally redundant. It's obvious. I don't know the point of the picture of him as a kid with his parents. Do you know anyone who carries around a picture of themselves with their parents? It's very false and device-y. Next big problem, the dialog when he tells the soldiers what he just saw. Let me ask you this: Would ANY reasonable person say what Jimmy says after the soldiers were all laughing at him? Anyone? Jimmy is coming across like an idiot here because he's oblivious ot his circumstances. is that intentional? I also don't erally buy the dialog with the doctor. He wouldn't be the one telling him he's being kicked out. The military doesn't work that way. |
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revised version......
thanx also ronaldinho. i've made a few adjustments in my opening and have addressed the things you pointed out. i kept the guy looking at the photo of his parents because in the next coupla scenes it turns out they are missing and i wanted to show sympathy for the character. a guy in the military told me he keeps a photo of his family with him under his hat so he can focus on other things than war when he goes to sleep at night.
also with the doctor scene i adjusted it to make it seem as if the doctor is giving him inside information and breaking the rules by telling Jimmy he is about to be discharged. here it is..... Last edited by Funk-Monkey; 05-15-2006 at 10:18 AM.. |
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Code:
FADE IN:
EXT. MILITARY BASE - NIGHT
A large military base. Several guards stand watch in key
points. Leaves blow through the rain that comes down fast and
hard - late fall season.
INT. BARRACKS - NIGHT
Lights out and all is quiet. A dozen metal beds are spread
two feet apart with sleeping soldiers occupying each one.
JIMMY JOHNSON, late 20's, athlete's build, lies restless in
his bed. He reaches under his mattress and grabs a cell
phone, dials.
ANSWERING MACHINE (O.S.)
(man's voice)
Hello, you have reached the
Johnson's, sorry no one is here to
take your call. Please leave a
message and have a blessed day.
JIMMY
(into phone)
Hey, pop, it's me. Haven't heard
from you in a while, hope
everything is alright...call me
back soon.
CLICK.
He pulls out his wallet, gazes at a photo: a child version of
himself being embraced by a man and woman - his parents.
After a sigh, he stuffs it inside his t-shirt pocket, next to
his heart.
Just as he closes his eyes, he's distracted by a man's
sobbing. He sits up and sees in the next bed over...
A SOLDIER
Slumped over in his bed, he writes something on the floor in
BLOOD. He eyes Jimmy with a demented smile, his dog tag says
BRIGGS.
JIMMY (CONT'D)
Briggs? What the hell?
The pale soldier looks feverish and strung out, like he's
dead. He holds a long ARMY KNIFE in his opposite hand, sits
upright and looks at what he's written. It reads: SINNER.
He lifts his head just high enough to expose a bleeding gash
across his throat. How can he still be alive?
BRIGGS
I'm about to die.
JIMMY
What are you sayin' man? It's not
too late...just hand me the knife --
BRIGGS
That bastard lied...he said he was
clean!
JIMMY
Listen, just put down the knife
Briggs...
Briggs looks down at his crotch.
BRIGGS
I ain't dying over no fuckin'
disease!
Jimmy holds his hands out in sincerity.
JIMMY
Look....Briggs...there's still
hope...
BRIGGS
No! He's coming for me!
JIMMY
Who's comin' for you? Look, just
hand me the --
Briggs stands, points his bloody knife at the entrance.
Jimmy hears the GROANS of something evil before he turns and
sees...
A DARK FIGURE
about eight feet tall, dressed in a dingy black cloak and a
hood that covers its face. It doesn't move an inch.
Jimmy's face fills with terror as Briggs slashes his own
throat and falls into him.
JIMMY (CONT'D)
Noooooo!
Blood smears all over Jimmy, he scrambles, flings Brigg's
body from him. He falls to his knees. His scream echoes
throughout the darkness until...
THE LIGHTS TURN ON
Every soldier in the barracks rush over and see Jimmy
clenching his own throat.
Jimmy comes to his senses, there's no blood on him, the
shadowy figure is gone.
Briggs pushes his way through the crowd, not a scratch on
him.
BRIGGS
Jesus...what happened Johnson?
JIMMY
I just saw you commit suicide.
The soldiers burst into a vicious laughter.
BRIGGS
(laughing)
Maybe you should check back into
the looney bin Johnson, I'm fine. I
been on the can for the last thirty
minutes, why would I kill myself?
JIMMY
You said you had caught some
disease...from a guy.
The laughs come to a uniformed halt. A skinny soldier
snickers.
SKINNY SOLDIER
He's callin' you a goddamn faggot
Briggs!
Briggs looks around him. His fellow soldiers stare, they
accuse him with their eyes - he's suspect. He glares back at
Jimmy.
BRIGGS
That true, freak?
Jimmy stands, starts to walk away from it all.
JIMMY
I'm just telling you what I saw.
In a split second, Briggs rushes into Jimmy full speed, they
cling into an instant wrestling match.
The soldiers rally around them like watching a game of Street
Fighter.
Jimmy forces himself on top of Briggs, cracks him in the face
with several blows. Every strike twists Briggs' head in the
opposite direction...until...
A GROUP OF MP's
Race behind Jimmy and WHACK him across the back of his head
before he can turn around.
Jimmy falls off of Briggs, slumps onto the floor.
INT. MILITARY BASE, MENTAL THERAPY - MORNING
A neat and spacious office decorated with various plaques,
war photos, antique guns, etc. Everything looks untouched and
polished.
Jimmy lies on a leather couch, his attention on a spinning
ceiling fan, lost in his thoughts.
An educated looking DOCTOR in his 50's sits across from him,
dressed in a designer sports coat and shirt - no tie. He
takes notes as he speaks, doesn't look up.
DOCTOR
What exactly was Briggs' reaction
when you told him what you had
seen?
JIMMY
He was pissed.
DOCTOR
How did the rest of the soldiers
respond?
JIMMY
Gus, what does this have to do with
my nightmares?
DOCTOR
What exactly were you thinking at
the time of the incident?
JIMMY
This is bullshit. I'm leaving.
Jimmy stands.
DOCTOR
Go ahead. See how far you get.
Jimmy looks over and sees two MP's with rifles outside the
door. He sits back down.
DOCTOR (CONT'D)
How do you feel when the other
soldiers call you a freak?
JIMMY
I got nothing else to say. You're
acting like you don't even know me.
The doctor looks up, stops writing. Takes a deep breath.
DOCTOR
Private Briggs killed himself the
next day, while you were
unconscious in the hospital those
next few days. He slashed his own
throat - exactly like you said.
Jimmy's eyes widen.
DOCTOR (CONT'D)
The funny thing is, he had just
tested positive the day you had the
fight. His medical files state that
he caught it from another male - a
civilian.
JIMMY
What are the guys in my platoon
saying?
DOCTOR
They blame you for his death.
JIMMY
Are you serious?
DOCTOR
They say you called him out,
provoked him.
JIMMY
So how am I gonna make things
right? What am I supposed to --
DOCTOR
I wouldn't worry about that right
now. I just got word this morning
that the higher ups want you out.
The doctor pauses, allows Jimmy to digest the bad news.
DOCTOR (CONT'D)
Some want me to put in a good word
for you because you're such a good
soldier, but to be honest Jimmy...I
think you are a risk to your fellow
soldiers. Your visions, your
occasional seizures, your
nightmares, the fist fights, it all
hinders your judgement...and on the
battlefield, that's one risk the
army can't take.
JIMMY
I'm one of the best goddamn
soldiers this Army's got --
DOCTOR
I know and that is why I am going
to recommend the military pay for
your medical counseling after your
discharge. It's your free will to
see this person or not.
JIMMY
Yea, but --
DOCTOR
(overlapping)
It's not my call Jimmy. They want
you out. You'll be escorted to your
lieutenant, where he'll begin the
process right after this meeting. I'm
just telling you what I heard - off the
record.
The doctor jots a name and address on a sticky pad. Hands it
to Jimmy.
DOCTOR (CONT'D)
This is the woman assigned to your
medical case.
Jimmy glances at the name on the note, it reads: Dr.
Cassandra Bryant.
JIMMY
Another shrink?
DOCTOR
Like I said, it's your free will.
Jimmy gives him a look.
DOCTOR (CONT'D)
I'm your friend Jimmy.
JIMMY
You're a fucking company man is
what you are.
Jimmy starts for the exit.
DOCTOR
She's located near your home
residence.
Jimmy leaves, pretends not to hear him, slams the door.
EXT. JIMMY'S NEIGHBORHOOD - DAY
A lower class neighborhood just outside the city. A few dozen
cottage-like houses are crammed together. Some are boarded
up, others look unlivable and the rest have been bombed with
graffiti.
A group of delinquent KIDS vandalize some of the parked cars.
They take their times doing it.
Two trashy looking women lead a man on the side of a house.
He hands them some money and one of the women unzips his
pants while the other kisses him.
A cab pulls at the edge of the neighborhood's entrance.
INT. CAB - SAME
Jimmy leans forward, gets a better look at everything.
Wherever the driver has taken him, it's definitely at the
bottom of the luxury scale from the place Jimmy used to call
home - he gives the CABBIE a look.
JIMMY
Sure you got the right
neighborhood?
CABBIE
Positive. 1931 Sweetwater Road.
EXT. JIMMY'S NEIGHBORHOOD - CONTINUOUS
Jimmy gets out, hands him a twenty, grabs his suitcases and
walks toward one of the worse looking houses on the block.
Just before he gets into the driveway, a shiny red BENTLEY
speeds in front of him. The driver honks the HORN violently.
The car door pops open. A short man gets out with a devilish
grin on his face. He's TONY, wavy-haired, 20's, with a slim
build and dark black designer sunglasses.
JIMMY
Anthony? Is that you?
Tony races over and grabs Jimmy into a playful bear hug,
struggles to pick him up.
TONY
Jimbo!
JIMMY
Damn, Anthony, that is you! Look at
you man! I heard you had gotten
killed about a year ago!
TONY
And you believed that?
JIMMY
I should've known better - so who's
car is that?
TONY
It's Tony now and that's my car. I
got more that look even better.
Jimmy steps back, still not believing his eyes, he tries to
take off Tony's glasses - he's swatted away.
TONY (CONT'D)
The glasses stay on at all times my
friend.
JIMMY
Just tryin' to get a look at you
man, damn, you must be doing good!
What are you doing on my side of
town?
TONY
Heard you were coming home today,
just wanted to come by and bring
you up to speed on how things work
around here now.
JIMMY
Who told you I was coming home? It
wasn't planned or anything. I just -
TONY
Small town Jimbo. Plus, I got
people working for me enrolled in
the military.
(laughs)
Heard you got your ass beat though.
JIMMY
Your sources must've been talking
about the other guy.
Tony grins, play punches Jimmy in the shoulder.
TONY
Jimmy Knuckles, I see you ain't
changed one bit my man!
JIMMY
Trust me, I'm changed. I admit, I
learned some things.
TONY
Yea? Like 101 ways to kill a man?
JIMMY
Only for my country.
TONY
You always were a straight shooter
Jimmy Johnson.
Jimmy picks his bags back up, starts going towards his house.
JIMMY
Well, look, I haven't even gone
inside yet. Any reason why my house
and the rest of the neighborhood
looks like a giant bird's shit
nest?
TONY
Yea, it could use a little work.
Look, Jimmy, about --
JIMMY
You seen my dad lately? How's he
doing?
TONY
Yea, thas what I wanted to tell you
about before you --
Jimmy's already got the front door open to his house, he goes
straight inside, ignores Tony.
INT. JIMMY'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS
The place has been vandalized. Furniture turned upside down,
kitchen appliances still running, busted television, etc.
Jimmy drops his bags at the first sight of this disaster.
TONY
I was going to tell you before you
came inside.
JIMMY
Tell me what?
TONY
Your dad's been missing for a few
weeks now.
Last edited by Funk-Monkey; 05-15-2006 at 10:33 AM.. |
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