Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Malarky Rose.

I've had this idea for a while for a film about a guy who is chosen by God to help prepare the world for the second coming of Jesus.

He is faithful, but ordinary-- Life is good -- until his fateful mugging by thugs (agents of the enemy) who beat him and leave him for dead. The film follows the man's exploits as events conspire to reveal who he really is and what his real purpose is, which involves stopping an anti-Christ character who is hard at work destroying souls. The film would work on a couple of levels, the surface one and the supernatural one.

Here's the idea for the opening scene:

California. Surfside. Behind a greasy taco shack. A couple of New York film brats eat tacos and talk shop. They throw the rest of their lunch in a waste bin behnd the taco shop and exit.

Inside the waste-bin, a man slowly rises from the filth. Surrounded by flies and grunge, the guy climbs out of the bin and falls on his back, squinting against the white, stabbing sun. Dressed in a suit and tie, he looks like he has the worst hangover in history. He doesn't.

The man makes his way to the ocean, staring out at the vast, endless horizon. A jogger runs by and blurts, "Take a bath, loser." The man watches the runner and then turns and walks slowly into the ocean.

We next see the man, dripping wet, walking along the side of a highway. A cop pulls up and talks to the man. He asks the man all sorts of typical cop questions. The man replies simply, "I dunno." The cop returns to his car, reaches thru the open window for his mike, and calls headquarters. He only gets a couple of words out of his mouth when an 18-wheeler veers our of control slamming into the side of the cruiser, obliterating the cop instantly. Crushed metal, screeching tires, cars slam into one another. Vehicular maelstrom. It goes on until it ends. When it finally stops we turn the camera back to where the man was standing, next to the crusier, and find to our amazement that he's still there. Untouched. Dazed but unfazed.

He turns and steps over a guard-rail and disappears down a steep hill into long grass ...

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