Short fillum

Farkern reckon I'm gunna make a short movie and horror comedy seems the way to go. Fake blood is cheapish, darkness is free and I'm hilarious.

A bloke wants to make a horror fillum, he kills a bloke to get blood for special effects and a m8 goes m8 what are you doin the end comedy gold.

Coz he doesn't reaiise he could of used fake blood. Um, ah, it's about not thinking things through and about how dreamers are often arseholes. Not biographical.

It defo won't be about feeling like creativity costs me everything or how it's fucked my life and wanting to kill to have a fleeting taste of raw power.

Right, so the bloke convinces an actor bloke to let him tie him up for a short film about satanic bullshit but then actually kills him so he can make a- etcetera

Because he wants the actor's blood for his actual short film and actors are all desperate, he reckons, so it's a great and clever plan.

And when his mate arrives there's confusion along the lines of "So I shoulda got this murder on video?" No you shouldn't have committed murder m80, etcetera.





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