Sunday, December 1, 2013

vanishing point redux:film treatment

a film that asks the big questions, like 'why bother'? A cop of a
nebulous sort of character, like the original killer, who finds that
he just doesnt have a place in this cold, cruel world. Pop quiz: life
fizzled, ur bored with seemingly no options, so what do you do? Two
words: mopar muscle. Id definitely reenvision the scene with the
naturalist blonde. Make her scream, i would. And that radio guy, on
the jazz, yearning for a big gulp of shutup juice. No need to have
the trophys inscribed just yet, folks; wait for me to get a budget for
this vision.

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