Shill people, shill like the wind
Posted on | August 2, 2008 | 7 Comments
I have entered the Movie Mogul Fund screenwriting contest. This involved writing a synopsis for the movie I would write (were I to have the chance) based on the logline below.
Genre: Black comedy
Title: ‘NEGOTIATING LIFE’
“A melancholic life insurance salesman finds his attempts at committing suicide thwarted by his disgruntled customers…”
It’s a bit of an odd brief – the previous round was a logline contest and this was the winner. Anyway, I had an idea and bashed off a synopsis. If, by some crazy miracle, I am successful, I may get a chance to write the first draft of a script that might actually get made. Which would be nice.
First however, there is a vote. The top ten synopsis are put through to a jury round and to get there I need to have people vote for me. Hopefully, existing site members will like my synopsis enough to vote for it, but I figure it can’t hurt to put things out there.
So then, you can see the first paragraph of each synopsis here – Movie Mogul Fund Entries
And, you can read a PDF containing the detailed synopses here – Movie Mogul Fund – Synopsis Details
Regular readers, who have listened to me bleat on about writing for a while, might want to have a read of these. After that, if (and only if – I’m nothing if not honest and ethical) you think mine is any good, it’d be fantastic if you could register with the site and submit a vote for me. Registering is super-easy and I’m pretty sure that they won’t sell your email to those blokes that peddle manhood-enhancement products. No pressure people, no pressure.
Anyway, I realise that this shameless self-promotion is relatively useless if I remain a shadowy, anonymous, blogger. Therefore, it’s time to come clean. My entry is the seventh one down – Gerry Hayes. Yep, that’s me – quite the anti-climax, eh? The mask is down. My enigmatic, air of dark mystery has vanished. Still, I’d have had to break the news when it came time for my BAFTA acceptance anyway – might as well get it over with.
Speaking of BAFTA, I’ll obviously mention you in my speech. You know, assuming I remember.
Only if you think it’s any good, remember. Really. While I seriously doubt that the readership of my blog could skew any vote to a substantial degree, I want to be as scrupulous as possible.
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Gerry Hayes
I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and deride my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.
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Whoever is running that competition is a moron.
I entered one where the insurance guy is secretley an alien from another planet.
He’s got turetts and swaers a lot and they deleted my entry cause I used the word “cunt” too much.
Chris: Political correctness gone made, that’s what it is. What else can you call it when there is a ceiling on the use of the word ‘cunt’? It’s The Man, Chris, The Man trying to keep us down. Rage, Chris, rage against the machine. That and The Man. Rage and call them all cunts.
Incidentally, does this mean I can rely on your vote then?
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