February 2010
7 posts
MILD RACISM
INT. OFFICE CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY
Fourteen executives sit around a rounded, rectangular table. JONAH, 57, leads a PowerPoint presentation about potential new CFOs.
JONAH: Alfred seems a bit unconventional, but fifteen years at AFLAC can’t hurt.
There are nods of agreement around the table. CHARLES, 53, clip-on tie, freshens his coffee.
JONAH: We’re concerned though for he’s...
MAKE
INT. BUS - AFTERNOON
KAFIR, 28 and unshaven, scrolls through his phone with excitement. CHIEF, 24, a lanky white boy, sits to his right. LASSANDRA, 27 and busty, sits to his left.
KAFIR: Ah, dope dope dope. C-Ry is comin for his spring break, and you know he’s down for bars and living real life El Yay style.
Lassandra nods. She looks out the window as they drive through the urban...
VOLVER, NO PUEDO
EXT. SWAMP FOREST - NIGHT
A lonesome figure darts behind trees. There’s a schmucking sound that follows its footsteps. It’s the height of a man, but its limbs are thinner, more elongated. A whispering sound can be heard as its gills clutch for air. He dives into the swamp.
He stays under an impossibly long t ime.
A young woman, TAYLOR, wears a white dress. The moonlight strikes it...
ONE HAIRCUT PLEASE
EXT. BARBER SHOP - DAY
A run-down barber shop. The red-and-white cylinder that is the trademark of such establishments no longer spins. Signs in the window mention senior citizen discounts and new Paul Mitchell products.
INT. BARBER SHOP - DAY
MARIELA, 46 and matronly, is on her cell phone. She pays little attention to JEROME, 33, a man with thinning tufts of hair who sits in silence on a...
CRAZY HO
CATALINA, 21, skinny and fashionable, is on a coffee date with FLINT, 21 and comfortable in plaid.
CATALINA: Do you see that blood on the table? Look at that blood!
She indicates a red semi-circle.
CATALINA: Someone probably had a cut on their finger and wiped it on the table.
She makes a wiping motion just above the table surface.
FLINT: Do you think it could be pizza sauce?
CATALINA: Look!...
DONT FLINCH
JEREMIAH, EZEKIEL and FREDIDIAH are three Los Angeles youth. Each is dressed in black. They run with an awkward gait, halfway between intentional exercise and haphazard fleeing.
Past skyscrapers and parked cars and bacon-wrapped hot dog vendors.
Past reflective windows, overflowing trash cans, city parks.
They find the right back alley, and hang a right. Jeremiah and Ezekiel lean over to catch...
TILL THE DEVIL DRINKS MILK
INT. HELL - DAY
MILEY ANN, a 33-year-old serial killer, has been in hell for what feels like an eternity. She pushes through a swinging door and makes her way into the kitchen.
MILEY ANN: It’s so goddam hot in here.
She sets down a tray of dirty dishes and wipes sweat from her brow. Then she wipes sweat from her arms. Then wipes sweat from her brow again. If she stays still too long,...