Today's Brain Trailer was a Sci-Fi thriller.
Mashed between an insecurity dream where I didn't know my lines for a school pantomime of Alice and Wonderland, and a beautiful moment where I looked up to see Robin Williams standing before me in a crisp dark suit. He looked younger and so radiant. I grabbed his face, and then gave him a big hug, touched his face again and then ran away, leaving him obviously surprised. It was a beautiful moment...
BUT BACK TO THE TRAILER.
INT. FANCY HOUSE ON TOP OF A HILL. NIGHT.
A YOUNG WOMAN is babysitting her YOUNGER SISTER. It is twilight, but as soon as the beautiful afternoon colours light up their living room, they quickly disappear. The older sister walks outside and notices storm clouds gathering far away. As she walks around the house she comes across extremely low-hanging cloud. It is dark, like heavy smoke, she runs her hand through it caught up in the wonder of it -
BAM.
The older sister starts, looks around for the source of the sound-
BAM.
Running behind the house, and looking down into the valley, she sees a rocket launcher firing at something that she can't see.
BAM: CUT TO:
INT. ECONOMY SECTION OF PLANE. NIGHT.
A LARGE BUSINESSMAN, talking loudly and annoying our handsome LEADING MAN [Daniel Radcliffe, of course] is ignoring the heavy turbulence of the plane. Our hero is not, he grips his chair tightly, and looks out the window to see the play begin to angle steeply towards the ground, and then the rest of the passengers feel it, the plane is angling too far to not affect their books and coffees - and then he feels it before he sees it, and looks down, the ground is rushing up steadily towards them -
CUT TO:
CARS rush away from the storm into a tunnel -
CUT TO:
A JANITOR runs down a school hall away from an unseen force -
CUT TO:
A BUSINESS WOMAN screaming in pain.
And then more flashes of crazy shit that has probably all come from enjoying the ridiculousness of the Into The Storm trailer...
BUT THEN: BLACK...
FADE IN...
The Young Woman and her Sister look around the house and outside at the world below them: DESTRUCTION. [Make sure you say it out and split it up with a deep movie-trailer voice:
DE - STRUC - TION.
Feels good, doesn't it?]
CUT TO:
A collapsed underground tunnel filled with silvery steel going through various piled up and smashed cars and clinging to the walls of the tunnel.
CUT TO:
The business woman collapsed over her desk chair, to be pushed upright by an unseen person, to reveal that she is dead, with two small holes in her neck [VAMPIRE ALIENS???? OH, GOODY!].
CUT TO:
The Janitor, alive, but his limbs have been stretched into thick red vines and he is attached to the wall.
CUT TO:
Our Hero, is alive, he's still in the wreckage of the plane, his right arm and the limbs of many others have all been joined as one to the roof of the plane, creating a sick, twisted, red limbed tree.
A AMBULANCE OFFICER is inspecting him.
HERO DANIEL RADCLIFFE
I've got to get out of here.
AMBULANCE OFFICER.
We're doing what we can.
HERO DANIEL RADCLIFFE.
No. Really. I've got to get out of here.
You can tell that he knows something. we. don't.
CUT TO:
More shots of red shit having absorbed various limbs and turned them into long red roots a la Tom Cruise's War of the Worlds.
TITLE: THE VAMPIRE-ALIEN STORM.
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THE STORM OF VAMPIRE ALIENS.
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ALIEN ROOTS.
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Where's James Gunn when you need him...?
1 comment:
Those dreams when you feel unprepared are terrible. For decades I've had this recurring dream that it's the night before my senior recital and I'm supposed to play Bachs E flat cello suite transcribed for Marimba and I've not practiced at all. It's strange because I did it and practiced the phrazing and memorized it over an 8 month period. Got an A on my recital. I guess it was just a stressful thing in my life that my graduation depended on. I think when ever I have this dream I'm forgetting to do something important. Sometimes the dream manifests as 6 months after college and I'm supposed to re do the recital because I failed it and they give you 6 months from graduation to re do it or not receive your degree. If you ever get some incite as to why you have the forgetting your lines dream please share it with me. Maybe I'm missing something.
Glad you're writing again. Your brain has always been awesome.
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