We all do it. Every time we see a movie like “Gamer” or “Inkheart” hit the cineplexes, we shake our heads, rolls our eyes, and say, “I know I could do better than that.” We imagine ourselves as studio bosses, greenlighting a dozen District 9s, Hurt Lockers, or Up In The Airs. We’d make quality films, films that actually had something to say dammit! I mean let’s be honest, the only reason Transformers 2 and G.I. Joe made any money is because they had 100 million dollar marketing campaigns. Right?

Hmmm. Not so fast. Think about it. Really think about it. If you had a job that paid you 5 million dollars a year and allowed you more power than almost anyone in town, would you really be gambling it away on trying to find the next “Good Will Hunting?” It’s easy to play armchair studio boss from the confines of your living room. But I’m not sure any one of us, if put in that position, wouldn’t be calling Michael Bay, promising him tens of millions of dollars, if he would just please commit to Transformers 3. It’s sad, but it’s true.

Well lucky for me, this article isn’t reality. It’s a pseudo-quasi reality where I’m opening my own studio and trying to come up with my first year’s slate. I’d imagine, since this is my first studio, that my investors wouldn’t be giving me a billion dollars. They’d probably give me around 150-200 million (yeah, totally). I’d use this money to make five movies in the roughly 20-50 million dollar range. With that money, these are the five scripts I’d immediately put into production.

DEAD LOSS by Josh Baizer and Marshall Johnson – Thriller

Premise: A crew of crab fisherman rescue a drifting castaway with a mysterious cargo.

Do you remember the cinematic atrocity that was The Perfect Storm? They got us to pay ten dollars to go see a 15 second sequence of an enormous computer generated wave that we had already seen in the previews! That was the only memorable part in the entire movie! Dead Loss is the movie The Perfect Storm should’ve been. It’s got a good story, deep characters, intriguing twists and turns, in addition to a subject matter we haven’t seen on the big screen before. True it’s set on water and water is always trouble for productions, but after seeing this Youtube video, I’ve realized that elaborate sets simply aren’t a problem anymore. Which means you’re basically spending all your money in one place, the boat. You could be flexible and keep it under 25 million with B-level stars, or make it in the 50 million dollar range with one A-lister. Also, as long as contained thrillers are done reasonably well, they’ll always make money.

SOURCE CODE by Ben Ripley – Sci-Fi Thriller

This may seem like an obvious choice but I actually went back and forth on it for awhile. Source Code, like Dead Loss, takes place in limited locations (2 to be exact) so it’d be super cheap to make. My big fear with Source Code stems from this same issue however. Is it big enough for the average sci-fi fan? I know the kind of people who went to see Moon will line up for Source Code, but does it jump into that larger sci-fi appeal that is District 9? In the end, I have to go with the old adage that story is king. When you look at a similar movie like Déjà Vu (I think the biggest spec sale ever, at around 4.5 million dollars), they tried to make this huge sci-fi action movie but it didn’t amount to anything because it never made any sense. Source Code’s story is so sound (the Ripley draft at least – which is what I’d go with) that word of mouth will carry this film. So I’m including it on my slate.

THE CHEESE STANDS ALONE by Kathy McWorter – Romantic Comedy

Premise: A loveless man who believes he’s dying meets a woman who turns his life upside-down.

For those who don’t know, The Cheese Stands alone has become sort of this infamous screenplay in Hollywood, and for a lot of people, a cautionary tale. When the script sold for the most money a comedy spec had ever sold for back in 1991 (1 million bucks), studios began mumbling that they had gone too far, that they were swimming in excess. Unfortunately, as year by year went by and The Cheese Stands Alone wasn’t made, it provided enough ammo to turn that cheese into swiss, and now the script is used as an example why never to pay too much for a screenplay. But see here’s the thing, none of that matters anymore. And this script, which at the time was maybe a little bit cliché (reminiscent of movies like Moonstruck and Mystic Pizza) has entered an era where it would be completely original. As Hollywood complains about the dismal state of the romantic comedy, this script turns all of those horrid clichés on their head and feels, ironically, like a brand new voice. Not to mention, the dialogue here is better than 99.9% of the dialogue I read in any modern-day screenplay. But most of all, when I read this script, I just get this sense of fun. You can’t read it without smiling and you can just tell that that’s going to show up onscreen. It baffles me that no one’s even attempted to make this in the last five years.

SUNFLOWER by Misha Green – Thriller

Premise: Two women are held hostage in a prison-like farmhouse.

If you’re starting a studio, your best bet is horror and thrillers. Why? They provide the most bang for their buck. Cheap to make and don’t require huge stars to get their money back. Sunflower is another contained thriller (single location – cheap) that adds a twist. Instead of a single woman trying to escape a madman’s prison-like home, it’s two women. In other words, it’s a horror-thriller with a unique twist and a potentially sexy undercurrent. Hello? Two super-hot women clawing and scratching their way to freedom – only one survives? I’m in. This script would actually be so cheap to make (you could probably do it for 5-10 million) that I could use the extra cash to land a couple of A-listers in my other movie choices. So Sunflower is a definite go picture at Scriptshadow Studios.

THE DOGS OF BABEL by Jaime Linden – Drama

This would be my one big gamble but it’s a gamble I’m comfortable making because the script is freaking awesome. It’s just a great great story. From what I understand, the big problem with The Dogs Of Babel is that there’s no appeal for male actors to play the lead role. But I think this role is meatier than actors give it credit for. It’s very similar to the role Jodie Foster played in Contact, where she was going on this impossible journey, but refused to quit no matter how many obstacles were thrown in her path. Because she refuses to give up, she emerges as the protypical hero, the kind of person we all want to be (which she garnered an Oscar nomination for). That’s the same kind of reception a male actor would get from playing this role. But regardless of that (let’s just say we throw a B-Lister in the part), the female lead is a wonderful and challenging role for an actress. You’re basically playing a bi-polar dead person. That sounds to me like a role with all sorts of potential. Add into that the ten cajillion dog lovers in the U.S. and I just find it very hard that this movie wouldn’t find an audience. This is the kind of script that if done right, would be up there at Oscar time. I have no doubt about that.

SPECIAL MENTION – BRIGANDS OF RATTLEBORGE by Craig Zahler – Western

If any of these movies fell apart at the last second, I would put Brigands Of Rattleborge on my slate. Why? Because it has the potential to be the best Western of all time. I’m not saying it *would* be, but it has the potential to be. The reason this doesn’t get Top 5 mention is because…well let’s face it, it’s a Western. And how well do Western’s do in the marketplace? But the reason I know this would do well is because I don’t like Westerns. And I love this script. So I’m betting there’d be other people out there just like me, non-Western fans ready to crossover if you give them a reason to. And the reason here is simple: the character of Abraham. The mysterious tortured vengeful killer who has more ingenuity in his killing practices than Hannibal Lecter and Dexter combined. I still don’t know why they can’t target every serious A-list actor in town because I can’t imagine a single one of them reading this part would not want to do it. The big stumbling block here is obviously the director. It ain’t like 30 years ago when you had ten directors who were proven to be able to pull off a Western. Nowadays, you don’t know who’s Western-worthy, which results in the assumption that only the A-list directors can handle the challenge. And we all know how easy it is to get one of them to commit to a project. Because this would be the hardest project to set up of the six mentioned, I’d only do it if something else fell through. But hell if this wouldn’t be a cool movie.

Well, those are my picks. Would my studio crash and burn? Can you do better? If you were starting your own studio, which five scripts would you make first?

It’s time for Part 1 of our Tuesday Apocalypse Double-Header. That’s right, you get two apocalypse script reviews for the price of one! The first one I’m reviewing is called “Z for Zachariah.” Roger will review the second one, which should sound familiar to most, as it has a certain Oscar-winning movie star in the lead role.

Genre: Drama/Sci-Fi/Coming-of-Age
Premise: A sixteen-year-old survives in a remote area after a nuclear war. But soon, she receives a visitor.
About: Finished with 11 votes on the 2009 Black List, same as The Sitter and Betty’s Ready. Z for Zachariah is being produced by Iceland-based Zik-Zak Filmworks.
Writer: Nissar Modi (based on the novel by Robert C. O’Brien)
Details: 107 pages (3rd Draft – December 2008)


Well here’s something you don’t see every day. A female coming of age story taking place in the post-apocalyptic countryside! We’ve had 16 year old girls waking up from comas. We’ve had 13 year old girls traveling around looking to build their first itunes playlist. Now we have a 15 year old girl trying to discover herself sexually in the aftermath of a future world war. Hey, why not?

The good news is, you’ve never read anything quite like Z for Zacharia before. Well, unless you read the original book, printed back in 1973. But otherwise, this is a totally unique experience of a young girl trying to find herself under the worst of circumstances. It covers weighty topics such as loneliness and dependency, and does so behind a rare post-apocalyptic persona – the 15 year old girl.

Ann Burden is either lucky or unlucky depending on how you look at it. She and her parents survived the nuclear war by being out in the middle of nowhere. But what world have they survived into? One in which every day is a struggle, one in which society and community are non-existent, one in which they’re all by themselves, with nothing to do but tend to a farm and make it through to the next day.

To make matters worse, Ann’s parents inexplicably ditch her like a pumpkin after Halloween. Outside of her sheep dog, Ann is completely alone, a pulpy mass in a dying container. She copes as best she can, but it’s a challenge no 12 year old should have to endure. The unique situation stunts her intellect and personality, as society’s abrupt halt has put a halt on her growth. Although she’s 15 in the story, she’s still that 12 year old girl the day the war hit.

One day, while scanning the barren wasteland outside her valley, Ann spots a man in a strange skin tight green suit. She observes him from afar, intrigued but skeptical, not daring to call out lest he’s dangerous. The man carries a Geiger counter, and is apparently using it to lead himself to clean air. He hits Ann’s valley and voila, the air is finally pure. He celebrates by whipping off his suit and breathing it all in, the culmination of a long perilous journey.


But the man makes the fatal mistake of bathing in a nearby poisoned stream, and Ann is forced to intervene, telling him to hurry out of the water before it’s too late. She takes him back to the house, where he quickly gets radiation poisoning, and she must slowly nurse him back to health. To Ann, this man is her salvation from loneliness, and she prays to God every night that he will not die, that she’ll have someone to share conversation with, a companion.

The man, who we find out is named Loomis, does survive. Turns out he was a scientist before the war, and was working on mass producing these green suits, as they would protect Americans from the post-radiation fallout of a nuclear war. Needless to say, that didn’t happen. But the suit, which ended up being the only one of its kind, is probably the reason why Loomis is the only person from the war who survived.

The script then shifts gears, turning into a complex and challenging story about a 30-something scientist and a 15 year old girl trying to survive together. There is clearly something off about Loomis, something about his stories that imply a secret past, and yet because he is handsome, older, and the only human contact Ann has had in years, she finds herself attracted to him, hoping that he might see her as more than a little girl.

But be careful what you wiiiiiiiish for. It doesn’t take long for Loomis to move in on Ann, pushing her into a sexual relationship that she both desires and fears. This results in a constantly changing dynamic and a fraying of the lines that throws everything into disarray. This is where the strength of the story lies. These two need each other. The winter is coming and if they don’t work together, the consequences will be dire. But the closer Ann gets to Loomis, the more she realizes he is not the man he pretends to be, and in actuality could be much more dangerous.

What works in Z for Zachariah is its unsettling tone. I noticed myself shifting uncomfortably during several segments in the script. The relationship between Loomis and Ann is both improper yet necessary. All the statutory rape stuff and shit about being a minor is kinda thrown out the window when you’re the last two people on earth. What’s so sinister about Z for Zacharia is that it never allows you to take a side. At one moment, you peg Loomis as a slimy devil, in the next, a lost soul looking for love. Ann has similar reactions. She’s both attracted to Loomis and terrified of him. As a result, we never know who to criminalize, who to victimize, and the script forces you to think across lines you’ve been taught not to cross. It’s challenging stuff.

Yet Z for Zacharia almost lost me early on, when describing Ann’s predicament. Apparently, once the bombs hit, Ann’s parents up and left her to go “look for survivors.” Pardon me for asking a stupid question: But in what ridiculously inane world do parents, who have just experienced the most traumatic unimaginable event in the world’s history, up and leave their 13 year old daughter to fend for herself??? I mean give me a break. If I’m part of the last family in the universe, I’m not going to turn to my kids and say, “Seeya! Good luck!” However since it’s a simple fix, I got over it.

The real problem with Z for Zachariah is its ending. And this goes back to what I was saying the other day about screenplays that are light on plot. When push comes to shove, if your characters aren’t driving towards some obvious plot-related goal, you’re not going to know what to do with the ending. And Z for Zachariah falls squarely in that pitfall. I’m not even going to get into it because its randomness requires more explanation than it’s worth. But the point is, it’s clear they didn’t know how to end the screenplay, and as a result we have a lot of running around and absolutely no direction.

Luckily, the relationship story here between Ann and Loomis is so strong, that that alone outweighs the script’s problems. And I don’t think the fixes are that complicated. This script is worth the read for its engaging and challenging story.

Script link: Can’t post this but it’s part of the Black List package.

[ ] What the hell did I just read?
[ ] wasn’t for me
[x] worth the read
[ ] impressive
[ ] genius

What I learned: I’m a big fan of goal-oriented writing, which is just a fancy way of giving your characters purpose. In most scripts, there will be an overarching goal, a clear destination for the main character, and that goal will be your script’s plot. In The Terminator, the goal is for the Terminator to kill Sara Conner. In Escape from New York, the goal is to escape…from New York! Z for Zachariah doesn’t take that approach. There is no overarching goal. It’s more a movie where the story emerges as the script goes on. If you do not have a clearly stated overarching goal for your protagonist, it is absolutely essential that you give your characters smaller “mini-goals” along the way. This is never going to be as powerful as having a clear plot, but it will keep your script focused. If you have no overarching goal, and no miniature goals, your story will just sit there, and quite frankly be a boring piece of shit (sorry, have to be harsh here). So let’s take Z for Zachariah as an example. The movie starts out with Ann discovering this strange man invading her land. Her goal? Find out who he is. Once she makes contact with him, he gets sick. Her new goal? To keep him from dying. Once he’s healthy, the goal actually becomes two-fold. One, to get him to see her as a woman. And two, to get the farm up and running again. As you can see, these “mini-goals” keep the story focused, continue to give our characters purpose. So if you’re writing a character-driven film that’s light on plot, the mini-goal approach is your best friend. Use it dammit!

Here’s number 2 in our Tuesday Apocalypse Double-Header. This review originally aired a few months ago but we had to take it down. Now, with Book Of Eli screening, we’re putting it back up! Here’s my quick take on Book of Eli. It’s the perfect way to approach a spec script. You have a high concept easy to understand story with a badass hero and lots of martial arts type mayhem. Where Book of Eli gets bogged down is probably in its ambition. It bites off way more than it can chew and the pieces come spitting out of its mouth all over us. Even its more basic ambitions – like the town sequence, which makes up most of the script – left me wanting more. And don’t get me started on the “twist” ending, which makes absolutely no sense. I had a hard time digesting this. Let’s see what Roger has to say about it.

Genre: Post-apocalyptic action-adventure.
Premise: In a post-apocalyptic world, a lone hero guards the Book of Eli, which provides knowledge that could redeem society. The despot of a small, makeshift town plans to take possession of the book.
About: Produced by Joel Silver. The directorial return of the Hughes brothers, whose last film was 2001’s From Hell. This was a big spec sale in 2008 from Gary Whitta, who hadn’t sold a screenplay before this. So first timers trying to break in, this is your reference point.
Writer: Gary Whitta, former editor-in-chief of PC Gamer. Presumably this script scored him a writing gig on the (now dead) live-action adaptation of the manga-epic, Akira.


Say this mantra with me.

Story is the heart, Story is the soul. Story is the heart-soul of a screenplay.

Now, get ready, because we’re about to…

FADE THE FUCK IN:

Eli backs away, but TWO MORE ARMED BANDITS drop from hiding in the trees behind, cutting off his escape, surrounding him.

BANDIT LEADER
What you got there in your pack?

ELI
Nothing.

BANDIT LEADER
Yeah, that’s what they all say. How about you take it off real slow and tip it out so’s we can take a look.

BANDIT #2 notices the shotgun strapped to the pack.

BANDIT #2
He’s got a gun.

BANDIT LEADER
Shit, it ain’t loaded. They never are. Ain’t that right, old man? (beat) Open the fucking pack or die.
ELI I can’t do that.

The bandit leader steps forward aggressively. Now within striking distance of Eli. He grins, teeth filthy and rotten.

BANDIT LEADER
Want us to do it for you? We can get it off real easy after we’ve hacked your fucking arms off.

ELI
No. I mean I can’t die. I’m on a mission from God, and under his divine protection. You stand in my way, you stand in his. And he will strike you down, through me, his faithful instrument.

WOOOOAAAAAH! Who the fuck is this Eli character, and is he really that bad-ass?

They call him the walker. But he is many things. A watcher. A scavenger. A saint. A killer. A samurai. A gunslinger. He’s a mad prophet that wandered out of the Old Testament and armed himself with a shotgun and a samurai sword. He wears threadbare Converse All-Stars he found on a mummified corpse. He never takes his tinted goggles off. He’s a man of few words but when he speaks it’s the Biblical voice emanating from the storm, the fire, the burning bush. He doesn’t start fights. But he finishes them. And the Spirit of God’s Wrath may or may not be hovering over him, brooding over him, infusing him with supernatural combat skills. And his best friend is a pet rat that lives in the folds of his iconic duster. And yes, he is a man on a mission.

What’s the mission?

To travel West. And to never stray from the road, for he is to deliver a book to an unknown destination, but a destination that he believes to exist based solely on faith.

He is the keeper and protector of a book…

So what’s The Book of Eli?

It’s a bible. A King James Bible battered by the elements, worn from wear and tear.

That’s it? Just a Bible? We can walk into a motel room, open the night-stand drawer, and get one of those for free. What’s the big deal?

Oh, did I mention that this is the post-apocalypse? Did I mention that a guy named CARNEGIE is looking for this book? Did I mention that this demented tent-pole-revival-crooked-preacher-faith-healer-like manipulator of men is to be played by Gary Oldman? And did I mention that his First-in-Command and Sergeant-at-Arms, a burly dude named REDRIDGE, to be played by Ray Stevenson, will do anything it takes to retrieve this book once they find out Eli is the owner?

No?

Oh. My bad. Because all this is true. And the conflict between these characters is the palette and brush that’s gonna paint this monochrome tinted world bloodbath-red.
Niiiice. Does it work?

I want it to…I really want it to…

God, I’m torn about this script, guys.

We have all the ingredients to make a smart and epic post-apocalyptic yarn. But…I hate to say it, man I do…but something’s off.

The first 10 pages: I’m all in. I’m invested, alright? Never mind that the writer is taking a risk by having no dialogue in the first four minutes. The first four pages is a quiet character-establishing sequence, a prosaic sequence of world building that seems like it was ripped right out of McCarthy’s “The Road”. I enjoy dry, sepia-toned slugs of description. I’m into that kind of shit. But when the protagonist, whom we just met, proceeds to tell a group of bandits that it’s impossible for him to die because he’s on a mission from God? And when the bandits laugh this off, and attempt to rob him anyways, only to be sliced-and-diced to ribbons by a dude who moves with uncanny, preternatural speed?

Count me the fuck in.


Look, the first act is interesting. We have downtrodden wanderers who are pushing buggies with wobbly wheels along desolate highways in a scorched-earth world, remnants of a lost civilization just trying to survive. Something we’re going to see in another movie come Oscar season, but I digress. It’s still cool. We have Eli watching a man and a woman, presumably husband and wife, from afar. When they get attacked by a motorcycle gang, Eli debates whether he should get involved. When they rape the woman, Eli decides it’s not his concern. He listens to them kill the couple, catches a glimpse of them rifling through the dead couple’s belongings. The obligatory Mad Max in “The Road Warrior” scene.

Keep this image in mind: Eli arrives at a fork in the road. One road continues West. One road leads to a town. The road that leads to a town is a diversion, a rabbit-trail. Which way is he going to go? Which way should he go?

Eli has a dilemma. His ancient iPod has no juice, no power. That’s right. Eli has an iPod. It’s one of his prized possessions. Not as prized as his Bible, but it provides him with moments of peace, moments of joy, moments of hope as he listens to Mozart’s Concerto No. 20 in D Minor. To charge it, he hauls around a car battery in his backpack. The problem is…his car battery is dead.

He thinks the town might have an “engineer” who might be able to help him out and charge the battery.

So…he takes the rabbit-trail.

And when he gets to town, there’s definitely some weird shit going on.

There’s a bizarre, craven and idol-like statue fashioned out of clay erected in the center of the road. There’s a chain-gang of emaciated, blind men and women roped together at the waist, being led to a destination where they will be required to perform some kind of back-breaking work. The kind of work that ostensibly requires lashings from a brutal chain-gang boss.

Enter the world according to Carnegie.

I’m intrigued. What’s the problem?

Dissonance. That bothersome whisper trapped in the hollow of your skull while you’re experiencing story. The further the story goes along, the louder the whisper becomes, “We’ve been led astray.” It’s a domino effect of characters in the story struggling with their Creator like Jacob wrestling the angel. Except the difference is that these characters want to follow the road less travelled. But instead they are forced onto the rabbit-trail, shoved past the road marker that’s labeled “DETOUR”. And soon the Story is submerged, chained to anchors that pull it towards the bottom of an obscure pool.

There are moments where you feel the Story trying to push its way back to the surface.

You can feel the characters wanting to say, “Based upon everything you know about us, we want to make this decision. In fact we would make this decision,” and the characters point at the screenwriter, “but this guy needs us to be in this action sequence over here.”

They might give us other examples:

“He needs us in this house for the Act 2 break, with this cannibalistic couple who look like they crawled out of Grant Wood’s painting, American Gothic.”

SOLARA, Eli’s cub to his lone wolf, might say:

“I know we’re repeating the same note within 15 pages of each other, but there needs to be another cool scene of Eli saving me from bad men. I know, I know. He saved me from Carnegie. Then abandoned me right after. But the writer says we can have another cool scene of Eli slaughtering brigands if he has to save me again.”


Carnegie delivers a lengthy monologue where he reveals why possessing the King James Bible is so important to him. And there’s dissonance, because you wonder if such a monologue is necessary. And if this information is necessary, is a monologue really the best way to communicate it?

Act 2 feels like a labyrinth of rabbit-trails. Decisions made that go round-and-round the heart of the story (and the other more interesting possibilities). And the concentric circles don’t lead to the center, the heart. Instead, they take you farther and farther astray.

Okay, okay. I get the point. Was there any good stuff after the first act?

Holy shit, yes. After emerging from the muck of Act 2 and the beginning of Act 3, I was blindsided by the ending. It was like going zero to sixty, from disappointment to…being drop-kicked by awe.

There’s a sequence tucked into the tail-end of the 3rd Act that felt like a fist was plunging into my soul; God plunging his hand into Adam and plucking out a rib.

No, I’m not talking about the final scene, the epilogue.

I’m talking about the moment Eli completes his pilgrimage and arrives at his destination and enters its walls. I’m talking about the scene audiences are going to be talking about when they walk out of theaters come January.

It’s like the writer laid his head on the stone in the desert, and Jacob’s ladder unfurled out of the heavens and he ascended its rungs, only to return clutching this sequence in his hands like Prometheus stealing fire.

At a recent writing session, I tried to tell one of my co-writers about this script. I was having trouble because my voice kept cracking. But when I finished he said:

“Just hearing about that gave me chills.”

I have a roommate that watches the shit out of Edward Zick’s “Glory”. One of her cherished movies. She wanted to know about the new Denzel joint, and I attempted to tell her about this script. About the ideas behind it. And I was weeping halfway through my attempt, much to her embarrassment and horror. The last time this happened to me was a few years back, and I was reading the novel, “The Kite Runner” and was burning through the last 100 pages when my girlfriend at the time asked me why I was crying like a little bitch, curled up underneath the sheets.

Some things have power.

And there are story elements, themes, and concepts in “The Book of Eli” that have real power. And they need to be woven together like a fine tapestry in order for the denouement, the revelation, the end to work. And I’m sad…because right now…the tapestry needs to be rewoven.

And it only feels like it’s half done.

Some threads aren’t bright enough, aren’t clear enough, are muddled and frayed and need to be taken back to the loom. Given back to the weaver.

There’s a concept that concerns who Eli was before he set out on his mission. And when I first read the detail, I was confused. It wasn’t clear. But then I realized what the writer was trying to convey.

And it’s this: If you look at the Judeo-Christian scriptures, there’s a pattern that emerges. When it comes to divine tasks, God always chooses those who are the least among us to perform these tasks. It’s like taking a beggar and showing him that he is really a King. It’s like taking a prostitute and showing her that she is really a Queen.


It’s much more than…”ordinary guy discovers he’s a hero.”

This is not Neo in the Matrix.

This is the guy you would fuckin’ ignore on the streets if he came up to you asking for change. This is the disabled man working at the local Wal-Mart who helps other people with disabilities to their scooters. This is the guy on your periphery who might as well be an automaton.

When you look at who Eli is at the end of the script, and think about who he might have been before we met him…it has the power of a parable. And it’s heart-wrenching.

But – these moments are not clear. And I don’t mean they’re just subtext, stuff you have to dig for. These are character moments, themes, emotions…the good stuff that makes up Story. And the way they read, the way this story is structured, the choices made for each scene…creates a domino effect that muddles these elements when they should be translucent. There should be no confusion whatsoever. All of this stuff should shine. But sadly, they don’t.
So that’s the damage? It reads like a first draft?

Yep. Look. There’s some great prosaic lines in this thing – “Deadwood filtered through the eye of an apocalypse.” There are lofty ideas: Restoring freedom, hope and joy to a lost, enslaved and downtrodden people. A great tone. Wonderful atmosphere. Cool action. A killer ending.

But, beautiful wordsmithin’ cannot hold up story. Story is the heart. Story is the soul. All the beautiful language in the world cannot camouflage a story that lacks proper cornerstones.

Cool action should not be duct-tape. An audience knows when a house of cards is about to tumble. If it hasn’t been built correctly in the first place, even a fragile whisper can knock the house off its foundation.

Pretend you’re in a fantasy world. What beefs would you address?

The time-line of this story. I might be wrong, but I think the script spans only three days. If that.

This puppy is going to be advertised as an epic journey across a post-apocalyptic America.

Which would be false advertising.

This movie focuses on the final three days of an epic journey. And we don’t travel across America. We travel through a section of California. On foot. So there’s not much mileage traversed in this thing.

And it’s frustrating, because you feel like you’re missing out on tons of cool shit. With this kind of world, with this kind of backdrop, why not open up the timeline? Show us the beginning, the middle, and end of Eli’s two-and-a-half decade trek/adventure. Or, be ballsy, and keeping with the Biblical theme…structure this like the 40 Days of Eli (taking a cue from The 500 Days of Summer).

I’m just day-dreaming here, but there are lines in the prose passages that describe Eli as an avenging angel, and I thought it would be cool if they gave him a preternatural antagonist. An Anti-Eli (forgive me, “Lost” junkie here). Someone who also can’t be killed and is sent by whoever to stop Eli.

The point is, a story like this is brimming with possibilities, and it’s confined by its (chosen) dimensions of narrative time and space.

So…are you glad this thing’s almost in the can?

I’m glad that this script sold and is being made into a movie with great actors…but my hope is that a veteran screenwriter took a look at this thing, diagnosed the symptoms, gutted what needed to be gutted, and put in shiny new parts that makes this thing run like a beautiful, savage beast.

[ ] What the hell did I just read?

[ ] wasn’t for me

[x] worth the read

[ ] impressive

[ ] genius

What I Learned: You guys wanna know why this script is now going to be a movie with Denzel Washington and Gary Oldman, with Joel Silver as a producer? It’s like what Brian Cox says as Robert McKee in Adaptation: “I’ll tell you a secret. The last act makes a film. Wow them in the end, and you got a hit. You can have flaws, problems, but wow them in the end, and you’ve got a hit. Find an ending, but don’t cheat, and don’t you dare bring in a dues ex machine. Your characters must change, and the change must come from them. Do that, and you’ll be fine.”

Man oh man, to quote “Big Fan,” that’s the last time I ever trust Hawaiians with my pizza. Yesterday’s ham and pineapple surprise has left me swimming and sniffing in a murky haze. So I’ll keep this nice and short. Roger’s going to review The Gunslinger today. Later in the week I have 2010’s first writer interview. There’s also a script I wasn’t liking when I started but somehow it came back from the dead with a vengeance (hey! staying with today’s theme – see below). I also have a script review of an upcoming release whose recent trailers have left fanboys giddy with anticipation (no, it’s not Inception – I’m fairly sure Nolan has snipers perched across the street for if I ever post a review of that script). There’s another review I’m doing for a script that I can’t remember at the moment. That can’t be a good thing. Oh! And we may finally get to post Roger’s review of Book of Eli again, since it’ll be coming out on Friday. As always, here’s Roger with his Monday review...

Genre: Western, Action
Premise: When a Texas Ranger is horrifically tortured and killed, his sharp-shooter older brother, Sam Lee Hensley, plots revenge against the mysterious, sadistic leader of a notorious drug cartel. Sam Lee’s quest for vengeance will cost him seven years in prison, his right hand and one eye. It will imperil his young nephew and wreak havoc on the lives of those who love him. And it will not bring him peace.
About: Nabbed by Warner Brothers with Andrew Lazar (Jonah Hex, Akira) producing through his Mad Chance banner. This is the first feature spec sale for Hlavin, who was once an assistant to Nick Thiel, show-runner of NBC’s Lax. The Gunslinger finished as the 9th highest rated screenplay on the 2009 Black List with 21 votes.
Writer: John Hlavin


Was it wrong of me to think of Roland and The Dark Tower when I first saw this title on the Black List? Was this the first portion of the adaptation by JJ Abrams, Damon Lindelof and Carlton Cuse?

Not according to the logline, friendo.
A few pages in, I discovered that all things don’t necessarily serve the beam. But that’s okay, I wasn’t too disappointed. Because Sam Lee is carved from the same inimitable rock as Roland (The Man With No Name, or Uomo senza nome if you want to get spaghetti about it). Which is to say he’s someone who doesn’t talk about his feelings much, just another grizzled whiskey-and-sawdust tough guy who’s a whiz with a gun.
The perfect suit to wear to a revenge tale.
But is Sam Lee worthy enough to join the table with his cinematic predecessors?
I think so.
For an actor who wants to get his Bronson, Eastwood, and Lee Marvin on, the role of Sam Lee is for you.
If you’re at a crossroads and you have to choose between projects, I guess the only question you can really ask yourself is, “Do I want to be a badass, or not? Well…do I?”
Sometimes I don’t want my heroes to have diarrhea of the mouth, cracking jokes like clowns and running from page to page pontificating witty one-liners.
Sometimes I just want them to shut-up so I can watch them kill the men that wronged them, silently and mercilessly going about their business the way only a man with gun and heart-on-fire can.
And that’s where Sam Lee comes in. Sam Lee is the reason to read “The Gunslinger”. It’s that simple.
So it’s a revenge tale, right?
Correctamundo! And why not?
Sometimes I need my cinematic violence to be cathartic.
Sometimes I just need to go on a good Vengeance Quest.
That’s a weird thing to say, isn’t it? Why are we drawn to stories where vengeance is the answer? Where destruction is the resolution? In reality, I don’t think vengeance ushers in a blanket of peace for people (something explored in Jeff Nichols’ excellent Southern flick, Shotgun Stories). Or does it?
Surely, the Vengeance Quest violates our sense of ethics, certainly our morals, but yet it exists in the world of Story for a reason. And when well told, a Vengeance Quest comes off as therapy. An emotional purging or cleanse.
We accept the Vengeance Quest because it works.
So what’s the revenge plot, Rog?
It starts out simple enough. We open on the crime scene of Danny Hensley, a Texas Ranger who has been brutally murdered. It’s particularly distressing because the used syringes on the coffee table and the multiple needle marks on Danny’s arm suggests that he was kept alive for maximum torture.
The local Sheriff and a Captain with the Rangers, Phil, discuss the possibility that although Danny wasn’t into the drug trade, he was probably murdered by members of a Mexican cartel to serve as a warning or a challenge to American law enforcement.
Danny’s brother, Sam Lee, arrives on scene. His world changes. Cut to the funeral where we meet Danny’s widowed wife, Deborah. In her grief, she comes to Sam Lee with the question, “Why’d this happen, Sam Lee?” To which he replies, “I don’t know. I intend on finding out, though.”
And that’s not all. Disregarding Phil’s advice to not “let anger be his true north”, Sam Lee accepts his quest for vengeance and we’re plunged instantly into the fray with him.
Soon we’re in Snow’s Bar with Sam Lee as he interrogates a small-time dealer named Flip. Sam Lee needs to find out who owns the shack his brother was murdered in. Instead of answering Sam Lee, Flip sasses him.
Wrong move.
It’s here, on page 8, where we learn why this script is titled “The Gunslinger”. Sam Lee has Flip on the floor. He crouches above him. The bartender behind Sam Lee moves in with a baseball bat.
Sam Lee blasts the bartender’s baseball bat into smithereens based purely on the reflection of it in Flip’s sunglasses. Needless to say, the bartender pisses himself.
Sam Lee, using the info he got from Flip, arrives at the track house of a major dealer. A guy named Diego. Things don’t go well for Diego and his crew because Sam Lee isn’t really here to ask more questions. He’s here to kill the people who tortured his brother. Which, with his requisite scary gunplay, he does.
Thing is, Diego threatens that the man he works for will do much worse to Sam Lee than he did to Danny. However, Diego dies before Sam Lee can get the man’s name.
But as our tale would have it, we discover that Sam Lee killed a CI (confidential informant) for the DEA. Phil loses his job with the Rangers (he threw Sam Lee his first clue, which he acquired illegally from DEA files) and Sam Lee is promptly whisked off to prison.
But that’s not all she wrote, because seven years later, Sam Lee is released back into the world and the first thing he does is fortify his ranch house. Why? People are still looking to avenge Diego’s death.
Then, out of the blue one day, a woman arrives at his ranch.
Who is she?
Her name is Estrella and she claims that she is the mother of Danny’s son. Apparently, Danny was having an affair with this woman. Estrella wants Sam Lee’s help because her son, Carlito (now Sam Lee’s nephew), has been kidnapped by a Sinoloa child-snatcher named Emilio.
Of course, the location for an old-fashioned money-for-the-kid exchange is set up, and as we can all guess, it’s all a ploy to pull Sam Lee out of hiding.
Although Estrella really is the mother of Sam Lee’s nephew, we learn she only became pregnant to blackmail Danny. For what (and why?), I’m still a little confused about.
Sam Lee is captured by and brought to the leader of the Tarto Cartel, Francisco Moreles.
Ah, the man behind the curtain. Is he a good villain?
He’s certainly set-up as one. His best scene is his first, where he tortures Sam Lee while telling us his Scarfacian story. He’s a doctor by trade, but early on, tragic circumstances taught Moreles he could make more money as a drug trafficker. It’s a really great torture sequence that reminds me of Richard Stark’s Parker novels.
It’s the scene where Sam Lee loses a hand and an eye.
By pure Texan moxie and resourcefulness, Sam Lee escapes and takes refuge with Deborah, who is a nurse, and she fixes him up as best as she can.
The story then sort of acquires the engine that drove Khaled Hosseini’s The Kite Runner, which is basically a journey to rescue the nephew of a murdered brother.
Does “The Gunslinger” achieve catharsis?
For the most part, I really like the first half of this script. It opens confidently and it’s fun to read. There are some events that push the limits of suspension of disbelief, but I guess you’re willing to roll with them.
At first.
But the cumulative effect really weakens the second half. I’m no pedant, but if I have to tell you about the problem areas of this draft I’d point you in the direction of not only the story, but the plot as well.
Rationally, I understand why Sam Lee wants revenge.
Emotionally, I wasn’t completely hooked. And that has to do with the reveal concerning Sam Lee’s brother and what he was up to before he got himself murdered.
There’s some convolution in the telling. I was being told that Danny had issues in his marriage. As a result of these issues, I was also being told that he went and had an affair and had an illegitimate child. Fair enough. But then there’s some double-dealing with the mother of this child, and that’s where cracks started to appear in this backstory. By being told all of this information, I was forced to think about it. Perhaps if I was simply shown this information I would have been too busy emotionally connecting with the characters than scrutinizing their history.
Plot-wise, I wondered if the Sam Lee’s 3rd Act plan was a miscalculation. It’s a plan of last resort, and plans of last resort work if we don’t question their logic. I don’t question a last stand when I know, “Oh well, they’re really at a dead-end here. What else can they do?”
And that was my issue. It felt like Sam Lee could have done a lot of other things besides using himself and his nephew as bait. Really? Making a last stand in front of a panic room your nephew is in? It’s certainly interesting, but is it the most interesting choice to make? Does it come from character? It just didn’t feel like the proactive choice for Sam Lee to make.
Unlike little Macaulay in Home Alone, Sam Lee ain’t no little kid.

He’s the fucking gunslinger! Let him come to the antagonists, not the other way around. In Death Wish and Dirty Harry, Kersey and Callahan always pursued their victims, no matter how dangerous these villains were. Hell, Harry had the balls to confront robbers with an empty gun. Granted, Sam Lee is injured, but he’s a Texan. Unless it’s The Alamo, Texans are the de facto aggressors, not the guys in hiding.
Would it also be too comicbooky to suggest that I would have liked to see a foil, a badass obstacle, in the form of a nemesis who was just as good with guns as Sam Lee? I mean, maybe it’s my videogame mentality (when I play them I drool), pulp urges, and my love for Chigurh from No Country for Old Men, but I wanted Moreles to have a crony who wasn’t just there for a headshot. A living, breathing secondary villain. An anti-gunslinger. Think of that badass boss battle.
Give this Roland his Eldred Jonas, amirite?
Regardless, “The Gunslinger” may not be as melancholy and tumultuous as its logline promises (yet), but it’s a solid and grim actioner with a protagonist that already feels iconic. Let’s all cross our fingers and hope it gets made, because Sam Lee is the type of role that will be written about in the cinema books.

[ ] What the hell did I just read?
[ ] wasn’t for me
[x] worth the read
[ ] impressive
[ ] genius

What I learned: “The Gunslinger” has some complicated backstory we have to catch up with. It’s not Byzantine or anything, but I think, as screenwriters, we have to be careful molding our character motivations and our narrative events. There’s a type of Complicated a screenwriter can hit that seems to convolute a story. Unlike television, a feature can’t always devote the necessary time to properly tell (but by tell I mean show) a backstory. Brevity and clarity are required. With limited screen-time, the tendency is for a writer to just try and tell an audience the necessary details. The only problem is, showing is more powerful than telling. When it comes to correlating Point A with Point B in a narrative, you want to make the connection as clear and direct as possible. Subtlety may seem complicated, but an audience catches those subtle moments if they’re paying attention. Subtlety is sometimes best left to the actors. Build an easy-to-follow roadmap for your audience so they can feel the story without having to think too much about it. In short? Simplify your conflict.

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