Follow here with us the grand adventures of generic film-maker Zetura Dracos as he struggles against insanity, evil, and communism to get his films made in a Hollywood gone mad.
Well there it is. I've graduated from collegewith a major in film studies and am ready to go forth and make films which will be loved throughout the world. Now all I need is a way to get to Hollywood.
Oh my God! I'm very surprised! Who are you, small person?
I'm the plot fairy. All the exposition you had planned for today was too boring so I'm just going to send you to Hollywood and get the story going. Skada-ka-BAM!
This is some kind of bizarre etherial space. We are now traveling at almost the speed of light! Yes well over 500 miles per hour!
Dracos has been mysteriously transported to LA by the nefarious Plot Fairy so that his artistic talents may be enslaved by the evil people of "Hollywood."
Okay so according to that sign, I'm Dracos and this is LA but who are you?
John McCain; Screenwriter.
Hey great! I'm a director, you interested in doing a script for me?
Sure, howe'er, I think I'll be goin' before those Evil People show up...
Okay, Jack's office is on the 900th floor, he's waiting for you there... Dont look him in the eye, oh, and dont call him a souless evil-minded dinosaur in a cravat either.
Wait... Arent you a...
Dracos! Hey, my name is Jack Evil-Guy, I'll be your nemesis today but first, have I got an offer for you!
Don't say anything...
So heres my thinking... I've got a script that need directing, you need a job, but I'm not a gonna tell you about it or let you leave until you accept.
So heres the deal: I've secured the rights to make a movie based on the game Fallout 2. The script is crap, we've picked cast and crew, and you will have no creative control at all. Sound good?
Okay, sure, It's not like I have much of a choice right?
Great! Now I'm going to have an evil gun-toting Kangaroo take you to the apartment we've rented you and have you drive nails into your skull!
Woah! You're what?
A Moment Later:
Ow.
Was I supposed to actually let him do this to himself?
Huh? No! Of course not disembodied voice that is coming from my television which is obviously not a television but a device created by the dinosaurs to moniter my mind!
Good check your mail.
Mr. Dracos. Tommorow you are to begin shooting your film "Fallout 2." However we regret to inform you that your project has already gone over budget and your pay is being docked entirely. -Dinosaurs.
I've actually had a good number of people ask me lately how slasher films work...
Hello. I am the victim. I will now see the murderer and freak out.
I, as the killer, will now stare at you threateningly. (Usually from my own perspective)
To both appease and mock them at the same time I am posting this comic (with special guest PrimoOoze1138)...
The killer will usually then lunge at me. Not yet dead, I will now flee the house.
Ah, yes. I will now pursue you in a threatening manner into some woods
Furthermore I never want any of you who asked me how slasher films work to ever speak to me again.
At this point I will fall over something and be brutally murdered. If I am very lucky, I may somehow survive. If not, my mutilated corpse will be found later by another character.
I usually try to avoid the first option from happening, but it does ocassionaly. I will now return home and wait for another victim.
Edward McKay's: A used book, record, and movie store in Greensboro.
Hey, check it out, a copy of the Pulp Fiction screenplay!
Hey, it would be funny if we bought that and remade the film without any action sequences.
Note: Neither Joseph nor I have seen Good Will Hunting in its entirety.
Ooo! A copy of the Good Will Hunting Screnplay!
Somehow I think that it would be funnier if we were to remake that instead.
This is not a pretty idea in retrospect.
No! No, no no no no! We should remake them both! But combine them at the same time! We can get together everyone we know to be involved, and I'll play Robin William's character!