Archive for March, 2008

27 Mar

Luxury Theaters, coming soon to a theater near you.

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Variety had an article today about a theater chain building luxury theaters, with seats costing upwards $35. Of course the question is who would be stupid enough to pay $35 for a seat in a movie theater? Apparently the chain thinks a lot of people are willing to pay this, as they are building 50 of these uber-theaters over the next few years.

I have absolutely no problem with this concept; I do have a problem with the PRICE. If you and a date go to the movies it will cost you $70 just to get in the door, and that’s before valet parking and food and drink and other amenities. A night out at the movies could conceivably cost $150. My problem is what added benefit is gained by spending such a gigantic amount of money on the tickets for the movie? You get a comfy seat that is quasi-private, and you are with less retards that would normally be in the theater and -hopefully- for $35 dollars texting and cellphones as well as talking is banned.

The big problem, the huge problem, is that there are almost no movies released today worth the admission price of $8, let alone over four times that price.

Let’s see, out of movies coming out in the future I would pay $35 to see: James Cameron’s Avatar. The Hobbit movies. Ummm, hmmm, and that’s about it. Why those two movies as an example? Well, Cameron is a freakin’ genius and Avatar will push the bounds of every technology available, and the new Hobbit movies will be good because they are classic stories and Peter Jackson did pull off a feat previously with the LOTR movies. Just about every other movie coming out this year and next year I would not be willing to pay the luxury of watching a movie sans the unwashed masses.

My biggest pet peeve about movie going is not cell phones, but MFing TEXTING. Today’s cell phone screens are huge and incredibly bright and this will only get worse in the future. I can subconsciously block out noises like the old betty commenting on every scene in the movie, or the idiot letting his cell phone ring 10 times before answering it. BUT, I cannot ignore a bright screen pointed directly at me. The thing is that the texters don’t just do this once, they do it throughout the entire f’ing film.

Anyhoo, Hollywood ain’t releasing movies that have legs anymore. In fact the movies being made are totally throwaway movies. Will anyone want to watch any of the movies that came out last year more than twice, or worse yet, more than once, or at all? Even out of the academy award winners last year I would only want to watch any of them two, maybe three times. Look what won best orginal screenplay, freakin’ JUNO! That’s not a knock on Diablo Cody, I liked the movie and liked the script, but Oscar Contender? Get. Freakin. Real.

Here is the article in Variety:

A recession may be looming, but a group of investors thinks Americans are ready to pony up $35 for a movie ticket.

Village Roadshow Ltd., Act III, Lambert Entertainment and the Retirement Systems of Alabama pension fund have partnered to bring the luxury cinema circuit Village Roadshow Gold Class Cinemas to the U.S.

The partners will spend $200 million to build 50 theaters nationwide over the next five years, with the first two venues set to open in South Barrington, a suburb of Chicago, and the Seattle suburb of Redmond in October. Others are planned for Fairview, Texas, near Dallas-Fort Worth, and Scottsdale, Ariz.

Each complex will sport theaters featuring 40 reclining armchair seats with footrests, digital projection and the capability to screen 2-D and 3-D movies, as well as a lounge and bar serving cocktails and appetizers, a concierge service and valet parking.

But the circuit will especially push its culinary offerings — made-to-order meals like sushi and other theater-friendly foods from on-site chefs (a service button at each seat calls a waiter). Moviegoers will have to pay extra for any food they order, however.

The Burbank-based company’s hoping to attract 10 million “upscale and affluent” consumers per year to its theaters that will be housed in high-end shopping centers and malls. Each complex will typically house eight screens.

“It’s a new way to go to the movies,” said Graham Burke, managing director and CEO of Village Roadshow Ltd. “It’s like what Mercedes is to a Toyota or like flying first class in an airplane.”

Village Roadshow founded the Gold Class Cinemas chain in Australia in 1997. It has since expanded to other countries, including Singapore and Greece.

Company execs said bringing the chain to the U.S. is a “natural extension” of the brand.

“The demand for luxury moviegoing in the U.S. is very strong, and by working with our partners, we are delivering on that demand in a way never before experienced by the American consumer,” said Kirk Senior, CEO of Village Roadshow Gold Class Cinemas.

In addition to its initial complexes in Illinois, Washington, Texas and Arizona, company also plans to build in California, Florida, Nevada, Pennsylvania and New York.

Gold Class Cinemas won’t be the first luxury theater circuit in the U.S. Regal Entertainment, Cinemark, National Amusements and Sundance Cinemas offer similar services, including high-end food and concierges, at much cheaper prices of around $12-$18 per ticket.

Idea is that plushing up the current movie going experience will encourage ads that typically stay home to watch movies via their pricey home theaters to venture out again. But it’s also a way for exhibs to make more money: Concession sales are kept by theater chains, while a little more than half of each ticket sold is split with the studios. Selling sushi and a glass of wine will command higher prices than popcorn and soda.

There are an estimated 300 high-end multiplexes operating in the U.S.

If the recession is stressing out some businesses, exhibitors aren’t sweating just yet. Entertainment has long been shown to be recession-proof. And that’s exactly the attitude Village Roadshow is taking.

“This is a top-end experience,” Burke said. “People want to get away from their blues. I don’t think the recession will affect it one iota.”

There is no magic in movies anymore.

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16 Mar

My Dark Secret

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My first “film” actually taught me a lot of what NOT to do when making a film.

It was a Star Wars Fanfilm called “The Invisible Enemy,” and was released on the interwebs in 2001

I put up most of the money, wrote the script, and Elliot, one of my best friends, put up the elbow grease to get it in the can and directed it. Amazingly, I learned a lot of lessons making this fanfilm believe it or not.

First, you can’t do it all. I was originally going to write and direct and do everything else, but learned quickly that doing it all alone is impossible. The problem with making a fanfilm is that no matter how awesome you make it, it’s not real. Sure, a lot of great fanfilms both Star Wars and otherwise have been made over the years and most likely will always be made. The problem come in that you don’t own the fanfilm and can never make any money off of it. George Lucas ain’t going to say, “Gee Bobby, you made an awesome fanfilm, let me buy it from you and put it on dvd and we can split the profits!” At best you can hope not to be sued, or in today’s world, get your videos removed off of youtube or your own hosting site for copyright infringement.

Most Star Wars fanfilms suck because they are usually just two dudes in robes fighting with lightsabers and that’s it. I wanted to do a story about the first scouttrooper/stormtrooper party that found Endor for the first time and have said party die at the hands of the malicious Ewoks. Since I lived in BF Mississippi there were two problems: The first being that there were no groups/people within a 100 mile radius with stormtrooper costumes. Second, there is no varied terrain in southern Mississippi; it’s about as flat as you can get and un-Endorish as you can get.

So, we had to buy the trooper costumes and put them together, which was a huge pain in the ass, as they were uncut/untrimmed plastic from the resin molds. Then we had to find people willing to ride two hours out of the way and don the trooper costumes and walk around the woods. The site we found was in Tunica Hills, MS, right on the LA/MS border. We originally had a lot more funny scenes, one even at a really awesome waterfall that had to be cut simply because it was too difficult to film at the various locations we wanted due to the “hills” part of Tunica Hills Park. It should have been named “Tunica Mountains,” because I don’t think I have ever encountered hills that steep in my life, and I was a boy scout and walked many a trail. We had no crew, so it was just me, Elliot, Josh Sisk our cinematographer (who was just in an episode of “The Wire” as a photographer), and the guys who would be in the costumes. Carrying the costumes to the various locations was quickly ruled out and thankfully so, as we all found out that maneuvering in the costumes was almost impossible and quite painful as the costumes pinched in the worst places. In the end we had to film at the entrance to the park, complete with gawking hikers.

The movie was shot in one day, as that’s all the time we had to get it in the can. Elliot and our friend Teddy went back and did some pickup shots, but that was it.

One of the biggest problems was that Elliot was in Baton Rouge, over a hundred miles away from me, so I was stretched way to thin and with my work schedule (50 hours a week) it left little time for me to be creative. So the project which I started,slowly drifted away from me, and Elliot had to take over.

The end result is below:

The Invisible Enemy

Bad voice acting, bad shot setup, bad lighting, pretty much it hits all of the hallmarks of most Star Wars Fanfilms. I like to tell people we made it that way, as a parody of Star Wars fanfilms, but it’s the result of poor planning and the lack of wisdom that sometimes can be only achieved by fucking something up.

The script that I wrote was actually really funny, not to toot my own horn. Unfortunately, due to the aforementioned problems, those funny scenes were cut. The voice acting is horrible. Johnson was supposed to be played by our friend Steve, who would have made an infinitely funnier effeminate Stormtrooper than Elliot ended up performing, and the rest of the voice actors sounded like they were reading from a script for a car commerical.

Moral of the story, you gotta make a film, even a short one, in order to learn from your mistakes so you don’t make them on the set of a real movie.

Here is one of the latest SW fanfilms. Once again, two doods with sabers, but it’s actually really good.

One of the guys who made this video actually got a job at Lucasfilm for his SFX work for the previous iteration of this movie.

A really funny send up of “fanfilm” directors is the sketch “Fool’s Gold” featuring “Glen Tennis” the director of the science fiction movie “Crystal Shyps.”

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16 Mar

Doomsday

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I just saw Doomsday and although it was not a bad movie, it was not a good one either. Like most movies today it was a “one off” movie that really is only good for one viewing.

The plot rips off Escape from New York and Resident Evil and to a certain extent, 28 days/weeks later.

This time the sealed off city/area with the super virus is Scotland. Scotland gets infected with the “Reaper” virus, because it sounds cooler than something real, like the bird flu, and then Scotland is walled off and forgotten for THIRTY years. Supposedly aside from routine satellite photos, nobody decided to check up on anything, or at least send people in to do research on just WTF happened. Of course an outbreak hits the overpopulated London and it’s revealed that Scotland apparently has repopulated in the past three years, even though it’s made quite clear that the survivors have been there the whole time. After finding a room of Reaper victims, in a routine drug bust, the disease seems to spread much like the ridiculous “Rage” virus; at an unrealistic pace. Now, here’s what I don’t understand. The cops find a crack den with Reaper victims, why doesn’t the government just simply TORCH THE PLACE and the infected officers. I know it sounds horrible, but as evidenced at the start of the movie, death is certain and very quick. Better to kill 12 people that are going to die anyway and firebomb the whole block and blame it on a gas leak, than to let 12 million people die.

The leaders of “England” decide they only have 48 hours till “something” worse happens and thus our heroine and her crack team is dispatched into Scotland to find the survivors and thus the cure.

O.K. let’s start the tear down of the movie.

The movie has some good action sequences and some good gore, but has some downright stupid stuff as well.

In 2035 I would hope that special forces would have at least better equipment than we do right now in 2008. The group brings no sort of thermal imaging/radar/motion detector devices, so the mohawkians (my nickname) are able to easily sneak up on the heroes. During the first firefight the heroine tells everyone to get into the elevator, upon which she perfectly severs the elevator cable with one shot (blind, through the roof) and then tosses a grenade at floor of the elevator as it is now descending at death-enabling speeds downward.

The grenade detonates and gasp! Guess what type of grenade it was?! A Deus Ex Machina grenade! It was a FOAM grenade; the grenade created and elevator’s worth of foam to protect the descending heroes from dying, much like in the movie Demolition Man, when Sandra J. Bullocks smashes her car into a wall.

The heroes’ APC’s are pretty much what we have today, except that they apparently replaced the bulletproof glass with plate glass, as the mohawkian’s bows and arrows were able to easy penetrate the windows, killing one of the drivers, much like the Ewoks bow and arrows were somehow able to penetrate the Stormtrooper armor in Jedi.

After the APC’s are destroyed by bows and arrows and rocks and Maltov cocktails, The heroine and her team are ambushed by the “Mad Max” society and captured and most of the crack team are killed.

They are taken to the mohawkian’s lair, which is setup much like “Thunderdome” in Mad Max, with the exception they mohawkians just eat their captors; no arena/pit battles.

The Heroine escapes and meets up with the two remaining teammates, including the pussy doctor and the token, but somehow/some reason, non-bad ass black guy AND the heroine just so happens to find and help break out of jail, the

only

person that can lead the team to find the elusive Doctor Kane (a name which should be forever retired in movies and literature) who has the cure. Did I mention that this person just happens to be the daughter of Kane, being held captive by her brother, King Mohawk.

The group escapes via a STEAM ENGINE piloted by the escapee’s OTHER brother. At first you might say, “Escape via an old steam train, that’s kinda cool!” Well, it is, until you realize that trains and especially steam engines make a shit-load of noise; essentially how would this escape vehicle been able to sneak into the city undetected?

Anyhoo, the group escapes and makes their way through the highlands till they get to an elaborate “doomsday” bunker filled with endless crates of goodies that apparently nobody decided to loot in the past 30 years. Of course they don’t stop and check to see what is in the crates, they just continue on.

The group is then confronted by a HUGE knight on horseback. Apparently the knight is part of the “execution squad” for the King, a.k.a. Doctor Kane. So, our fully armed heroes decide the smartest thing they could do is to throw down their guns and be taken prisoner by group of men on horseback only know for executing enemies of the King.
The appropriate thing for them to do would have been this:

--Three of the execution squad are killed by the heroine-- who then points her gun at the uber knight and says something like this: "Alright, you primitive screwheads- listen up. This... This is my BOOMSTICK! Now I swear, the next one of you that so much as even touches me, BOOM! Take me to your leader."


We then find out that Dr. Kane has developed his own little perfect feudal society of which he is the king, and of course, does not want it to get out that there is a world outside the barrier walls.  So he sentences the heroine to fight the "Terminator Knight."  
Now am sick and tired of female "kick ass" characters as the main character.  Well, at least I'd say from about year 1998 on.  The current trend of women that are 5' 5" being able to take on whole armies was started with the Fifth Element and does not seem to be letting up anytime soon.
Now, I am not saying I don't dislike female "kick ass" characters in movies, just not these petite superwomen of today's Hollywood being somehow able to cut through men twice their size with ease.  One of the last excellent Female "kick ass" character was Sigourney Weaver in Aliens, mainly because although she kicked ass, she was still scared shitless of the Aliens and displayed her vulnerability.  Today's Hollywood would have a 5'4" girl killing machine kick the alien in the shin, dropping the alien to it's knees, and then rip off it's arm with a well placed elbow jab, and then drinking it's acid blood dripping from the arm, and then shoving the alien arm into both mouths of the alien, and then spewing an utterly cliched one liner to top it all off.
A more recent example of slight abuse of the female "kick ass" character was in the movie Serenity.  The character River Tam, was a diminutive girl who was programmed via mind conditioning to become a super killing machine via a code word.  She was fast and graceful, but really could not have done much damage to the endless rivers of men she fought (generally with her bare hands).  Ironically, the actress who played River Tam, Summer Glau, is now the new female terminator.
Another example is Jessica Alba in the short lived t.v. series "Dark Angel."  C'mon!  Jessica Alba is like 4 foot 6, how in the fuck, even if she was a robot, would be able to kick anyone's ass?
O.K. the only "cool" thing in this movie is that the survivors in walled off Scotland formed two separate societies.  The first being a feudal-medieval society, complete with appropriated castles, and the second being your atypical "Max Max" society, complete with dirtbikes and ratted out, spiked vehicles and mohawked, crazies. 
In Doomsday, the main female "kick ass" character, who's name I can't remember and don't want to look up, fights a knight in full armor.  She fights the knight with no weapons.  The knight is like 6 foot 7; she's 5 foot 5.  She beats the knight.  Sure, she shimmies up a rafter and ends up stealing an axe of some sorts from a guard to do it, but even that is ridiculous, as instead of just escaping, she goes back down into the arena to kill this uber-knight.
The heroes escape to the doomsday bunker and find out that there is a whole bunch of goodies after all, including a 2008 Bentley.  The backup generators of course work, as well as the battery in the Bentley as it starts up first time, with no battery jumping, hacking, or hot wiring. Now, here comes the obvious point.  Besides the batteries working in just about everything, so does the stored gas/diesel.   Now, gas has a shelf life of about two years, about the same for diesel; that is stored with a fuel stabilizer, in an optimum tank.  However, THIRTY years have past, so the fuel, even under optimum storage conditions, would have turned to varnish or worse.  This is a common flaw in most doomsday movies.  The first thing I asked after the premiere of "Waterworld," was where the fuck did they get gas for their See-Doos?!  O.K. lets say they had captured an oil platform in the sea, which I think was the case in the movie, do you realize, or does any writer out there, realize how hard it is to distill gasoline?  It's not something you cobble together.
O.K. heroes escape the bunker, but not before token black guy takes a few arrows in the back, in slow motion for the team.  They escape in a Bentley, which if I am not mistaken, weighs around 7000 pounds AND can go zero to sixty in FIVE seconds.  I bring this up, as they are initially chased by one jury-rigged police car and the police car is easily able to catch up the the Bentley.  Of course, then the rest of the mohawkians are able to catch up to the Bentley and King Mohawk is able to get INSIDE the Bentley, which a long and drawn out "car fight" ensues.  Of course the heroes manage to blow right through a bus/roadblock with no problem (with King Mohawk somehow able to get on the roof after being flung out of the car at 100mph, getting caught in the blast).
The heroine make a cell phone call from the 30 year old Bentley which somehow manages to get through to the Prime Minister, even with London now in utter chaos, on the first try.

Being a pre-2004 GM vehicle owner with ONSTAR, I can tell you for certain that cell phone technologies used today most certainly will NOT be used 30+ years from now.  My ONSTAR service was cutoff at the start of the year, as I refused to pony up $300+ for them to essentially install a new cell phone in my car, since analog cell systems mostly went the way of the Dodo Jan 1st.
The heroine delivers the "antidote" to the sort of villianous Prime Minister, who then tells her that he is going to "thin out" the population of London first and then administer the antidote.  Oh, did I mention she was recording this conversation with her removable, fake, electronic eye?  The Prime Minister leaves in his chopper with the Pussy, but now sort-of bad ass doctor, and the antidote person, Kane's daughter, and the Heroine decides to stay behind.
O.K.  movie over, right?
No, you see I forgot to mention that the heroine is Scottish and was a little girl when the country was locked down, but escaped, sans one eye and then decided to grow up and become a badass killer, who just really wanted her mommy.  The Heroine goes back to her home and hangs out for an undetermined amount of time, then Bob Hoskins shows up out of nowhere and she gives him the disk/chip of the recording of the Prime Minister divulging his master plan, which of course Bob Hoskins uses to expose the sort-of evil Prime Minister to the world.
The Heroine then goes back into the heart of Mohawk-ville and tosses down the head of the dead King Mohawk leader, which she managed to find in the desert after the previous melee/bus explosion.  She says something about how they can eat his flesh if they are hungry (they are cannibals) which is met with raucous applause.  So apparently she is to become the new leader of the Mohawkians??  
The End
Other Errata:
The director/editor decided to try his hand at the new fad in Hollywood, "Epileptic Editing," and fails at it.  This was started by MTV, but really did not hit it's stride till the second Bourne Identity movie. The director/editor decided to cut so fast that now we see 24 different images a second; one per frame.  Amazingly, The Third Bourne movie won the best Oscar for editing.  It should have won an Anti-Oscar for shitting on all the other editors who deserved it in the past.  You want to see Oscar caliber editing, look at "The French Connection," which was edited using a lite-brite, a pair of sciccors, and some blood and sweat.  Or how about the over one MILLION feet of film that was edited for Apocalypse Now? 
The Heroine uses her electronic eye by popping it out of her eye socket, and tossing on the floor and controlling it with her watch.  She uses the eye to peer around corners, which is sort of cool until she puts it back in her eye socket without cleaning it off.  This is not necessarily gross, per-ce, but just unrealistic, as anything tossed on the floor is going to pick up sand/dirt which would really irritate the eye socket, regardless if the eye is artificial or not.
I was going to compare this movie to Escape from New York, but I have already spent more time writing this, than I think watching the actual movie.


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          The Seven Layers of Movie Development Hell          
        
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          The seven layers of movie development hell
1)  An obvious “surefire” commercial film that will appeal to a wide range of people, which is the Holy Grail of films.  Harry Potter is a good example
2)  A movie that most likely that is Oscar Material, but will most likely do poor at the box office; i.e. you’ve written a great movie, but the concept/story is simply not commercial enough for joe six pack.  No Country for Old men is a good example.
3)  A High Budget, action driven film.  10,000 B.C. even as shitty as it was, still did o.k. in it’s opening week and will make back it’s relatively high budget overseas.
4)  A low budget comedy/horror/drama film, that may be quirky, but still sellable in at least niche/genre markets.  Movies Like Juno to Saw.
5)  A Movie of the week, or miniseries; either cable or network.
6)  Mansquito.  Sadly yes, this is the bottom of the barrel.  I use Mansquito as an example of very low budget movies, usually made for USA network, or Sci-Fi network, or movies that are sold to Cinemax for viewing at 3:45 a.m.  I.E.  Filler.  Regardless, even at this level it still is a payday.
7)  Soft Core Porn.
BTW, Mansquito was written by FOUR writers.  
Male Mosquitos can’t bite. 
        
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          Gravatar,

not to be confused with the classic Atari coin-op arcade game Gravitar

is an avatar hosting service on the Internet.  The way Gravatar works is that you sign up (for free) and create your own personal avatar that can be used all across the internet.  So, when you, for example, post on this blog, your picture will show up next to you comments.  What’s cool is that your Gravatar will work on most non-commercial sites.
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          OMG, I never thought selecting the theme/style for my blog would be such a pain in the ass!  I even got fed up and designed my own blog theme from scratch, but it would not output, so the them I am using now (Dreamworks 1.0) is most likely going to be the style till at least after the screenplay is written and done.  However, there are going to be some tweaks over the next couple of weeks, as I re-add some plugins and widgets.
        
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          I am experimenting with the blog/site’s formatting, so here is an excerpt from Total Recall.
BTW, It’s funny how we have actually better technology now for the famous xray scene.
Total Recall (1990)

Today

The only problem is that most people don’t look as buff as Arnold, nor the obvious special forces guy they got to pose for the above scan.
Now, I have no problem with this technology being used for airport security.  I don’t think it’s an invasion of privacy (after all they can pull you out of line and anal probe you if they want), instead it’s simply just unflattering, as this “backscatter” xray scanner show you for the fatty you really are, buried under that XXXXL tshirt.

5       INT. SUBWAY STATION - EARLY MORNING
Quail enters the station.  Everybody must pass through a

weapons check before proceeding to the platforms.
TWO ARMED GUARDS stand at either side, as commuters pass

through an electronic beam.  On a screen, the entire body

of each person is seen in X-ray.  All of them are clearly

carrying a gun in their inside coat pocket.
GUARD

No weapon again, Mr. Quail?
QUAIL

I keep forgetting, Herb.  They

frighten me.
GUARD

Yeah?  Well, it’s the law,

Mr. Quail.  Has been since

1990 they tell me.  Tomorrow -

ya carry ya gun or ya get

reported.
GUARD gestures to his associate.  They’ve obviously been

through this with Quail before.
QUAIL

Okay.  Herb, okay.
        
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          Yesterday, the BBC broadcast the first high definition 3-D signal for the coverage of a football game (soccer for the yanks).
The article is here: BBC 3D
I thought of Vagueland as a 3-D movie when I first thought of the basic premise, almost nine years ago.  Back then digital cinema was just coming onto the scene, but even back then the applications for 3-D projection were laid out, but the technology simply was not there; neither in storage capacity, bandwidth, or processing power, let alone projection quality.
Another good news item is that IMAX is finally going to dump it’s very costly film projection and dump it A.S.A.P.  Texas Instruments (who I am still amazed still even exist) is going to be partners with IMAX and apparently a whole slew of other movie chains, effectively dissing Sony.
The article is here: IMAX
        
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I just read another horror screenplay by a novice screenwriter and the flaws in the screenplay were much greater, even though the writing was o.k. and it was not boring.  It got me thinking of the classic Mr. Show sketch.
The                    Return of the Curse of the Creature’s Ghost[Suspenseful                    music. David, Bob, Paul (in safari hat), Tom, John (as a middle                    aged woman), and a woman who I thought was, but isn’t, Heather                    Morgan are in a darkened house. There’s a storm raging outside,                    and there’s a dead man lying on the floor.] 
David:                    He’s dead. This is it. My friends, I’m afraid this is the return                    of the curse of the creature’s ghost.
John:                    But how must we stop this creature?!
Bob:                    It’s not the creature we have to be afraid of ma’am, it’s the                    creature’s ghost.
David:                    I think we should be worried more about the return of the curse.
                    [Suspenseful music and thunderclap.]
Woman:                    Curse of the creature?
Paul:                    Curse of the ghost!
                    [Banging sound]
John:                    Oh! The ghost has returned with the creature’s curse!
Tom:                    So, the creature put a curse on the ghost!
                    [Banging sound]
Bob:                    Please everyone, we must know what it is we’re supposed to afraid                    of.
[Transition:                    Suspenseful music plays. All of them gather together, and freeze.                    Their frozen positions fade into Brian’s shirt and into the                    next scene.]