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short story:being with

laugh out loud at madreke?

it's just matter of time !!
isn't it !!

people can't control their lauf , if they see super man movie being telecasted in T.V
or else where.

it's spider man time !!!

it's totally disgusting to watch that superman movie.
may be it was the character's power that dragged people to theaters and nothing else.

i still say, that creativity in movie is still shame.

Know the worth of dialogue writer.
know the worth of cameraman along with director.

Big guns work this way,
After script writer hands over them script,
the production house gets director to handle it.

after reading , director gets both camera man and dailogue writer to bring it into great finishing touch.

you cannot, ignore cameraman and complete screen writing.

lot of movies are dependent on camera skills too.
some time whole scenes gets adjusted to the cinematographer work too.

dailogue writer works according to the instruction of director.

dailogue of character differs depending on the :
characters background personality(introvert , etc)
different section of society they come from,
different region they come from.
and the stage of story its moving on.

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I'm writing a story where a stranger becomes a friend to a couple within hours.

He will be meeting them for few more times.

during conversation , she claimes herself to be atheist, sometime non-veg and so on.
her bf/hhubby claims himself to be agnostic.

stranger ask ,' that might be shocking for you mister to figure out your girl to be atheist ?'
girl intervene , ' nope, actually it's was kind of mild shock for me ,if i can admit it !
meeting him in newyork and thhe way we met and i have known him, i can never believe him to be confused about some facts!'

hubby,' ya i 'm not religious, i might some time go to church ....may be 5 times in a year'

girl,'What about you ?'

guy 'leave it.'

the stranger start to impress guy in terms of maturity. guy doesn't like the way girl hates this stranger.


one more talk between them,

stranger raises the topic of 'aesthetics of self mastery'.
girl gives it normal calmness lawful touch.
but, stranger drags the issue in to some other way and ends it in debate of ,
human instincts of being veg and no-veg.
stranger lines,' there must be a stage in human evolution , where the never felt vomiting sensation consuming raw meat .
I'm curious , to know made them to feel sick of consuming raw meat.'
girl clever and realises ,'we better stop the discussion her. it's getting out of topic !'
stranger,'really !!?'
girl, irritated,'well, based on evolution and the stage we have reached here is quite good. so we better be thinking of progressing further, than thinking of past.'

By this time, guy has become some kind of impressed by the knowledge ful man.even start to consider stranger to be alpha man in front of his girl. stranger notices the change in atmosphere of three.

next meeting,
when hubby is busy bit faraway distance, stranger in between talk with girl poses question about,
stranger,' do you really think your guy emerge out to do anything anytime for sake of you, just you.'
girl, 'ya i trust him'

stranger ,' it's not about the trust. it's about the thought that get build and avoids /changesd intstincts of people based on priority'

girl ,'so , are you saying that , my guy got someone else as priority ?. i know him. he won't cheat me!'

stranger,' i din't mean that way.just imagine a situation, where daddy lion picks cubs and thrashses in front of mother lion. mother lion keeps quite. why?
is she scared of lion , than loving her cub?'

girl, stairing at him,
stranger,'if i kiilled you, do you really think he hates me for that , or will he be questioning,
"how come you do that , you are friend , philosopher , please go away from my sight !!,
and let me go.

and girl dares to answer, ' as far as my love my hubby , HE WILL TARE YOU DOWN IN TO PIECES.
HE WILL EAT YOUR RAW MEAT IN FRONT OF YOU KEEPING YOU ALIVE, You know why?
it's all about being in LOVE, BEING HUMAN !!'
and the girl walks towards her busy hubby, stranger keeps stairing at her with pshycho look.

as time passes by,the stranger gets the hubby into cannibal nature with brain wash(brain wash ,literally speaking!!!).
girl when come to know about it opposes it on phone call.

stranger come to know about it, and hunts her down.
stranger convinces guy , that she left him for ever after knowing about his cannible nature.

and stranger serves dinner that night to him .

later , guy comes to know the truth , about his girl being ended and serves as meal by stranger to him that night itself !!


Hubby becomes voilent , that really scares the stranger. the kind of voilent blow to the respect tomb he had got build crushes down in one go.

guy thows the stranger like log to the wall.
stranger scared begs and convinces him that , 'she not part of club we are
....we are one .....
we the breed ....
we the species.....
we the aryan!!!!!'

hubby screams voilently,
takes her name, tears in his eyes.
hits himself.

stranger ,bit releaved

but, few seconds might have passed,

guy gives a look OF deamon ,' NOW YOU WITNESS THE LOVE OF that low class species.'

kicks him on face.

hits him with chair.

drags him to the car ,loads him to dickie. remembers something.

gets back , gets the barbeque. and some bag.

into the car , drives in to the woods.

sets the whole barbeque.

get the stranger out.

take out calf muscle of both legs.
stranger scared then and screaming with pain now,
guy bakes it on barbeque.

stranger, ' kill me , don't torcher me.'

set the dining in front of him.

makes stranger sit on chair.

a piece of leg to wards him, and piece for himself.

chew the piece stairing at him.

stranger don't .stranger,' just kill me . stop torcher.'

guy takes the knife and looks at stranger.
stranger ,' no, no '.

guy , 'you said , you always hated suger !! right'

flash back: in kitchen,
guy , 'might sound silly, but, when ever i look at sugar i just think of my girl'
girl blushses ,' thank you honey'.
pause.

stranger stairing at girl,' sugar is the sweet i hate the most, i like to die with chillie heat instead!!!'
girl, uncomfortable.
stranger and guy both laugh.
stranger, you know there are enough ways to kill a person in sweet ways.

sugar sauce is on of the way !!!

guy ,'what ? are you serious ! how'
stranger,'ya !"

flash back end.

throws knife ,
gets , a bowl on barbeque , pours sugar , and enough water,

stranger on ground trying to stop him,'no ..no .. i beg you , kill me .don't torcher me ,,, please.'


guy kicks him , stranger goes anf falls far.
can't get up, drags himself to escape .

guy stairing with tears, at stranger.

waits for bowl to boil enough.


guy picks up the boiling sugar sauce bowl in hand .reaches stranger.
takes of the shirt of stranger.

pours sugar sauce on him.
can't sustain heat, stranger cries.

guy without caring the heat of sugar sauce, massage his body.
gets a stick , pastes a sugar sauce, pokes it into strangers ass.
in between legs.

guy takes his cloth and makes it as hand held fan ,to cool stranger stairing at him.

stranger,'no , stop please , kill me instead , please'.

after a while , the wild ants start to enter the area.

stranger scared , 'no ,no', tries to drag himself on ground.

guy overwhelmed, stairing tears in his eyes.

stranger,'save me , save me, please save me !!!'

after a while , finger of stranger makes tremble move and rests for ever.

stranger in tears screams again, leaving the car there itself ,hecomes out of wood and walk on road , as if nothing left in his life,
torned cloth and like a mad guy walking on road.

after 2 years,
guy having beard grown , dirty cloth , mentally retarded sitting side of the road , looking at home,
picture fade in of his girl hugging and giving fly kiss, and picture fades.
tears flow from his eyes.

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I love these posts. They're like a unstructured crossword puzzle without the clues.

stranger ask ,' that might be shocking for you mister to figure out your girl to be atheist ?'
girl intervene , ' nope, actually it's was kind of mild shock for me ,if i can admit it !
meeting him in newyork and thhe way we met and i have known him, i can never believe him to be confused about some facts!'

From what I understood, it seemed a little on the nose, don't you think?... among other things.
 
So you do come from the South Asia area? I had a friend from India who refered to the trunk of their car as a 'dickie'. When I asked him about it, he said it was common in the area--Bengladesh, Pakistan, Sri Lanka and India. Brits usually call it the 'boot'. Out of curiosity, what is your native language?

As for the story, I would keep it short. It could possibly fit the style of an old television horror episode on "Night Gallery" though it sounds like a rather bad episode of "Hannibal".
 
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people who have accepted the joke SUPERMAN to be wise and matured ,
then this is awful .
I RATE SUPER MAN SCRIPT AND THE QUALITY OF DAILOGUE WRITTING TO BE
-8.
IF MINE IS PERFECT+10.


SUPER MAN,
NOPE
IT'S STUPID MAN !!!!

THE DIRECTOR OF THAN MOVIE AND THE PRODUCER ALONG WITH ACTOR ARE THE SHAME TO INDIE MOVIE.

BETTER WE HAD SOME PORN STAR , SHOWING HER PUSSY AND ASSOLE.

THAT SUPERMAN DUDE , GOT KICKED OUT.
THAT STOPPED OUR INDIE FILM STATUS REMAIN BIG JOKE !!!

HE STOPPPED , INDIE WAS BACK ON TRACK.


ACCEPT THE MIGHTYNESS OF SPIELBERG AND CAMEROON.
NEVER EVEN DARE TO COMPARE THE QUALITY OF SCRIPT WRITING OF GIANTS WITH THAT OF PATHETIC SUPERMAN MOVIE SCRIPT.

tHEY SHOULD HAVE GONE TO HORSE RIDING , EVEN BEFORE THE MOVIE START IT'S PRE PRODUCTION.
THEN SOME HOW THE SHAME WOULD HAVE STOPPED.


MY SCRIPTS ARE LOT BETTER THAN THAT OF SUPERMAN MOVIE SCRIPTS AND DAILOGUES.
ACCEPT THE TRUTH, AND BOW DOWN TO ME.

THE SUPERMAN MOVIE SCRIPT IS NO WHERE COMPARABLE EVEN TO THE DUST PARTICLE RESIDING ON THE SHOES OF THE OFFICE BOY WHO WORKS IN CAMEROON AND SPIELBERG OFFICE.
 
I ALWAYS WANTED THAT CRAP TO DIE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.
AND HE DID.
I WAS RELIEVED.
WITH WHOLE MOVIE TEAM DIES .
IT SHOULD BE CELEBRATED AS JUBILIATION DAY FOR INDIE MOVIE.
WHO LET THOSE CRAP INTO MOVIE INDUSTRY, ALL WANT TO KNOW ANSWERS.
CRAP , CRAP , CRAP.

SUPER MAN THE LOOOOOOSER MAN AND LOOSERS MAN.
STUPID MAN.
THE WHOLE TEAM WAS BORN NONSENSE!!!
 
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OMG. You go girl. It's on.... CAPSLOCK ON! I didn't know how important it was until you typed it out in caps. It all makes sense to me now. Thanks for making it clear.


PS. This picture is worth a thousand words.... of fail.

PPS:
AND CAMEROON.

Who's Cameroon? or is there a whole country of writers that I'm unaware of?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cameroon

I RATE SOME PORN STAR THAT STOPPED OUR INDIE FILM. THE QUALITY OF DAILOGUE WRITTING TO BE STUPID MAN !!!! MY SCRIPTS ARE SUPERMAN AND BOW DOWN TO ME.. THE SUPERMAN MOVIE SCRIPT IS NO WHERE ON THE SHOES OF THE OFFICE BOY IN CAMEROON

I fixed it for you. It makes more sense now, which isn't saying much. That's the problem with garbage in. You end up with garbage out.

I hate to be the one to spell it out but it's threads like these that makes me appreciate H44.
 
me no englees.
i wen to production howz.
they say ,i am worst .
and they also say ,you bether dan indi movie soooperr man working team member.
u go ther.
they axept u.

so, i cum here !!

they ver ryt.
u peepel r verst dan me.
now, i leev .

bai bai c u !

no aghen !
 
MY SCRIPTS ARE LOT BETTER THAN THAT OF SUPERMAN MOVIE SCRIPTS AND DAILOGUES.
ACCEPT THE TRUTH, AND BOW DOWN TO ME.

Damn, he jumped the shark :no:
Now I am convinced he is just here trolling us and wasting our time.

Not that he wasn't wasting our time before :lol:
But now it's apparent that it isn't genuine .
 
Unfortunately, I doubt he'll be gone long. Someone that emphatic needs to have the last word to feel vindicated that they are being persecuted. Though it has inspired a movie idea.

And before you ask, no, it doesn't involve Sweetie being locked in a haunted asylum with H44 and JoeJohn being forced to write a script together before time runs out by a diabolical Directorik and his zombies--culled from the infected IndieTalk members--break inside. That was just a passing thought with a working title, "Controlled, Altered, Deleted". (Though I am copyrighting that idea and title for all you sneaks out there who want to filch my unquenchable, dazzling BRILLIANCE. IT'S MINE I SAY.) Sorry, lost track of my thoughts. :)
 
Does it involve me feeding on their tears or creating my own?

Code:
INT.  HAUNTED ASYLUM - NIGHT
A cobweb laden nurses station sits grim, imposing on the 
cracked linoleum floors lit by three free hanging bulbs. 

Three shadows move against the frosted, meshed glass panels 
of the entry door.

It bursts open as dashing, brutally handsome SWEETIE 
(early 30s) marches in.  In his wake are two other hesitant 
figures.

Sweetie nods approval as 

H44 (mid 40s), stocky man with a rather unassuming appearance 
enters, mouth agape as his head cranes about and

JOEJOHN (mid 20s), a wiry middle eastern man, glancing about 
in an anxious manner, enter.

                 SWEETIE
            (Australian accent)
       Bit outta the way but it'll do nicely.

Sweetie walks around with a framing lens setting up shots when 
there an ECHOING CLICK.   

Sweetie lowers the lens, a puzzled look, then panic as he swings 
about to see 

the door slam closed.  The door's sound echoes along the 
darkened corridors.  H44 stands beside it eyes wide.

                SWEETIE
       Is it so hard for you to touch nothing?!

                H44
       I just thought -

Sweetie holds up an imperious finger and glares.

                SWEETIE
       Eh!  I said you could come, not think.

H44 goes to speak.  Sweetie wags his finger, "Eh!"  H44 looks 
down at the ground.

JoeJohn goes to speak.  Sweetie spins and gives a sharp point 
in his direction.  JoeJohn sputters and is silent.

An old TV monitor layered in decades of dust, now crackles and 
sputters to life.  The black and white snow jumps to the jittery 
image of DIRECTORIK.

Bizarre echoing laughter emanates from his silent, grizzled visage.

               DIRECTORIK
       Would you like to play a game?

               H44
       Oh, uh, I know that movie! The first one 
       had that guy from Princess Bride.  Now that -

               SWEETIE
           (to H44)
       Will you shut up!

                DIRECTORIK
       My challenge to you is to write a screenplay.

               JOEJOHN
       I am greatest writer. You will see.  Not shit 
       as that James Macaroon or Stiff and 
       Spillburger.   I ...

Sweetie groans, tosses his head.  His gaze meets with
JoeJohn's.

               SWEETIE
       Will you shut up, Toe Jam, Jimjab, whatever 
       your name is!

               DIRECTORIK
       You have three hours before my zombie 
       horde of IndieTalkers come bursting through 
       the door to ...

               SWEETIE
       eat our brains, yeah, yeah.  I get it.

               H44
       Those are really cool special effects but do 
       you think it's too obvious?  I mean, maybe ...

Sweetie walks over, grabs H44 by the throat and stares into 
his eyes.

               SWEETIE
       Would you rather I rip out your heart?

               JOEJOHN
       Wait!  I am getting idea.  What if we have a 
       revolutionary who thinks is porn star and is 
       really goat!

Sweetie drops H44 who rubs his neck and catches his breath.

               DIRECTORIK
       You must write me a Superman script.

Directorik's lips crack a barely perceptible grin.

A booming, reverberant "NO-O-O-O!" echoes from the three 
in unison.

               JOEJOHN
       Superman is crap!  My ideas much better. 
       I good at stories.  So revolutionary and
       goat meet porn star.  Have great dialogue.  
       You see! Much better then stinking 
       Superman!

               H44
       Okay.  So what if Superman has to fight 
       Lex Luther, but it's not really him but some 
       other guy who just wants Superman to think 
       it's him.  But to do that, he needs to trick 
       Aquaman into planting DNA evidence.  But 
       would Aquaman do that?  Maybe we need 
       it to be the Green Lantern instead.

Sweetie glares at the monitor.  The monitor cuts out.

               SWEETIE
       Kill me now!

Scene freezes.

RAYW (early 40s), suave, sophisticated man steps out.

                RAYW
     Sweetie thought it was just a routine location 
     check in Canberra. Little did he know he would 
     be entering that dark, mysterious area we call 
     ... the IndieZone.

                            FADE TO BLACK:
 
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