Friday, February 25, 2011

short film, horror film

Two creepy twin brothers, skinny and pale.  See an obituary ad for hot young girl killed in a motorcycle accident, go and dig up the body.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

kissed my best friends girl (The Ottoman)



Hector and Sonny sit next to each other at a dusty tex mex style saloon both with bottles of Sol in front of them. They are silent for a beat, staring straight ahead into nothing with blank expressions.
Sonny
When I was a young man growing up in Juarez, I knew that when I came to America, I would know I had made it when I could purchase an ottoman
Hector
an ottoman?
Sonny
somewhere to put my feet up when I came home after a hard days work.
Hector
ah, si, an ottoman
Sonny
yes, it's now my most prized possession next to my wife Dierdre
Hector
si, Dierdre
(Hector shifts nervously in his seat)
Sonny
I need to tell you a story Hector, as you were best man at my wedding, and Godfather to my Donkey William.
Hector
si, what is it Sonny?
(Sonny pauses for a beat and takes a swig of his beer)
Sonny
I killed a man last night
Hector
what?
Sonny
yes, killed him dead, hes in my freezer in pieces, I've been disposing of him all day in plastic bags.
Hector
why did you? What did he?
Sonny
as I said, my two prize possessions are my ottomon and my wife.
hector
yes...
Sonny
I came home from work yesterday, still in my suit and tie
hector
si
Sonny
I hadn't even got in the door when I heard a man in my home.
Hector
In your casa?
Sonny
si
Hector
what was he there for?
(Sonny pauses and takes a big swig from his beer)
Sonny
Hey bartender!
(A bartender approaches)
bartender
yes?
Sonny
tequila
(The bartender pours a shot of tequila, Sonny downs it and slams the glass on the bar, Hector is beginning to sweat, becomes visibly agitated.
Sonny
You are my best friend right Hector?
Hector
Of course Sonny, you know that.
Sonny
would you lie to me Hector?
Hector
No! umm, never, no way!
Sonny
well this man, he was sitting on my chair, in my robe, with his feet! His feet! On my ottomon!
(Sonny shakes his fist in the air, and slams it on the bar, his rage building)
Hector
on your ottomon?!
Sonny
my ottomon, and Dierdre was sitting on his lap! Kissing him!
Hector
My God! That Bendeho!
Sonny
So I strangled him with my clip on tie, the man...
Hector
you...you killed him?
Sonny
yes, and before he died, in his last breath he begged to me for his life, told me he would tell me a secret.
Hector
ummm, ah, what did he, what was the secret?
(Hector wipes sweat from his brow)
Sonny
he told me, that he had met Diedre through you, that you had been kissing her for a long time, behind my back and had told him she would kiss him as well!
(Sonny Slams down his beer on the bar in a rage and stands up over Hector, Hector is frozen with fear)
Hector
(terrified)
yes, Sonny, it's true, I have been kissing her for three years now, but I swear that is all! Just kissing twice a week! Mondays and Wednedays, she has O.C.D as you know and only likes to kiss me on those days!
Sonny
( Holds his rage at a level ten, then totally changes demeanor into confusion, then surprise, then curiosity)
shit man! You serious? I didn't kill anyone, I was just fucking with you,

(Sonny playfully punches Hectors arm)
 you really been kissing Dierdre?
(Hector is frozen with fear and pale, he vomits on the bar

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

2238, snowpocalypse

The snow didn't stop for three weeks, someone joked we would need Noahs Ark but on skis, it was starting to feel that way, everything was paralyzed and stuck, luckily I still had power and water, the trucks couldnt get through to do deliveries, no one could open businesses, the few that could open had lines that snaked for blocks, and small children were bundled into mounds of clothing, sometimes I wondered if it was just clothing.
   I awoke around noon to the steady snow falling on the skylight above me, this was my reality, day in and day out, never saw the sunshine.  I rolled out of bed, my joints ached.  My ankles cracked on the cold wood floor as I entered the bathroom, looked in the mirror.  My beard was getting thick again and dark black, my eyes had bags under them, I looked grey and pale.  The nights and days had begun to blend to a degree where I didn't always know if I had slept through a couple days or not, some days I'd wake up at six A.M and be ready to go, and other days I couldnt get out of bed.  I was 38 but felt as though I could have been 68.
   I had been taking a synthetic form of speed called fineral, that would keep me awake for days.  This was the only high I could get, the alcohol had run out months ago, but somehow the guy whom we alll called "Shady Mcgrady" would always come by and drop off the fineral. 
   My other pleasure was communicating with my spirit guides, they would always tell me when I was getting off track and I would have to refocus and recenter myself they would tell me about future events, what was going to happen, I had faith as whatever they told me did happen when they said it. 
    the days blended into weeks into months, when I was awoken by my guide, he had said I was to wake u and walk out the front door, that it would be able to open,
 "What do you mean? its snowed in"
"Open the door and you will see, now is the time"
My heart was beating in my chest as I got up and opened the front door, it wasnt the grey snow I had expected but the most pleasant tangerine glow, it was warm and inviting and felt like where I should be.  My energy began to elevate, I hadn't realized how low it was, everything because luminous and I began laughing hysterically.  I entered the orange light, it was almost like walking into a venus fly trap with a petal down or a giant orange banana....

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Jonny Rotten, quite a genius



It's one that to start or be a leading figure in an artistic movement, but two back to back? that is very special, only Jonny Rotten, the Sex Pistols, were the punk band in the UK in the seventies as we all know, and then Public Image Limited was a founding new wave band, led primarily by Jonny Rotten.  Listening to PIL now, it doesnt sound as experimental as im certain it did in 1979, now it just is interesting, creative music.  At the time it was certainly groundbreaking.