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FADE IN:
INT. DORM ROOM - DAY
The dorm is cluttered, perhaps not messy – there is a sense of organized chaos about the items scattered on the floor and across the desk. School supplies, books and binders and notebooks, sit stacked in a corner, while food wrappers and clothes lay strewn about.
A phone on a charger on the desk chirps and buzzes simultaneously, rousing the occupant of the bed – AARON, dark-haired, fresh-faced, handsome in a “boy next door” sort of way. Sitting up with a grunt, he rubs the sleep from his eyes and reaches over to take the phone. A single new message from his girlfriend ELISE, a pretty, cheerful-looking girl forming the subject of his lock screen image, is displayed, time-stamped at a little under ten minutes ago.
ELISE (TEXT)
Babe, you awake? We’re all outside waiting on you...
A knock on the door startles him, but he settles upon recognizing the voice as that of JAMES, a friend residing in the same hall.
JAMES
(through the door) Yo! Up and at ‘em, cupcake! You’ve got places to go and people to see!
AARON (SIGHING)
...Shit.
Pushing the covers away, Aaron swings his legs over the side of the bed and hops down onto the floor below.
CUT TO:
EXT. RESIDENCE HALL – DAY
James emerges through the front door of the building first followed by Aaron, now dressed in a fresh T-shirt and jeans. He is greeted by a small chorus of claps from his other friends waiting a little further up the sidewalk – Elise, best friend HUNTER, and James’s brother JACOB.
HUNTER (LAUGHING)
And here he is, the man in the flesh! And only (checks watch) fifteen minutes late this time! (to Elise) Y’know, even with his classes starting so late, I swear he’d never be up on time if it wasn’t for you...
JAMES
(interrupting) Hey, what am I? Chopped liver?
HUNTER
And James, of course. Can’t forget about James.
AARON (SMILING)
(pushing past Hunter) Yeah, yeah, give it a rest already... (approaching Elise, kissing her good morning) Thank you for the wake-up call...
JAMES
(behind him) You’re welcome, babe.
AARON (LAUGHING)
Fuck off!
ELISE (GIGGLING)
Y’know, I’m more like your mother than your girlfriend at this point...
JACOB
Now that’s about the damn truth if I’ve ever heard it...
JAMES (GRINNING)
C’mon, Jake, lay off him...It’s not Aaron’s fault that he’s got an Oedipus complex.
AARON (LAUGHING)
You know what? Fuck all of you, I don’t need this shit... (to Hunter) You got the time?
HUNTER
(checking watch) 11:32 in the A.M., amigo.
AARON
(looking around) Y’all still feel like getting lunch?
JACOB (SHAKING HEAD)
Can’t now. I’m gonna have to shake a leg to make it to class on time...
HUNTER
Heard that, I gotta bounce too. (pointing to Aaron) That’s thanks to your slow ass...I get to go hungry today.
AARON
(sarcastically) I’m all broken up inside. (to James) I guess you’re the third wheel as usual, then?
JAMES
Actually, I’ve got a paper to go print...But thanks anyway, dickhead. Your loss.
AARON
Indeed it is... (to all except Elise) I’ll see you guys later.
Hunter, Jacob and James all wave, then set off towards the main cluster of campus buildings. Aaron stops walking for a moment, prompting Elise to do so as well.
AARON (SMILING)
So...You gonna run off on me too?
She pulls him into a brief but tender kiss.
ELISE (SMILING)
Does that answer your question? (taking his hand) Come on.
CUT TO:
EXT. LIBRARY – DAY
Being the middle of the day there are a decent number of students bustling back and forth in front of the library, and James sidesteps them as he heads for the main doors of the building and pushes one open.
INT. LIBRARY
Stepping into the lounge area, James proceeds past the raucous noise of the café area into the temple-like quiet of the library’s main floor. He heads for the computer bank to the left of the elevator, slowing upon noticing the volume of people already there and stopping with the realization that they’re all in use, before turning around and walking to the stairwell next to the door he entered through.
INT. STAIRWELL
The stairwell is less well-lit than the rest of the library, and its tighter construction contrasts the open feel of each floor. James descends one flight and starts down the next when another MAN, presumably a fellow student with face obscured by a hoodie and baseball cap, rounds the corner and collides with him, the books and binders cradled in his arms scattering across the carpet.
JAMES
Shit!
Without a word the man drops to one knee, picking up and stacking his disorganized materials, and James stoops down to help him.
JAMES
Sorry about that, man...I guess I should watch where I’m goi-
He stops short as the man looks up at him, revealing a half-mask concealing the better part of his face, and from the sleeve of his sweatshirt a knife slides out into his waiting hand.
JAMES (FEARFULLY)
(straightening up) H-hey, wh-
Too fast for him to react meaningfully the man is up and lunges at him, pinning him against the wall and digging the blade into his gut.
CUT TO:
INT. CAFETERIA – DAY
The cafeteria is noisy, bustling with people both sitting and talking or standing waiting for their food. Aaron and Elise sit together, eating and conversing and laughing.
ELISE (SMILING)
So how’d your psych test go? Or dare I even ask?
AARON (SMIRKING)
It went just fine, thank you very much. I got an 87.
ELISE
(acting surprised) Wow...I’m impressed! Not only did you not fail, (starting to laugh before she can finish) you were three points away from an A!
AARON (LAUGHING)
(pushing her playfully) Shut your mouth, Miss High-and-Mighty...
ELISE (GIGGLING)
Or what?
As she continues to laugh Aaron’s slowly dies in his throat, his grin slowly fading as his eyes widen noticeably.
ELISE
(laughter trailing off) Or what, huh? Aaron? (worried-sounding) ...Aaron?
CUTTING BACK AND FORTH:
INT. STAIRWELL
James’s trembling hands wrap around handle of the knife over the killer’s gloved one, feebly pushing back in an attempt to remove the blade. He coughs weakly, blood dribbling down his chin, and reaches out with one bloody hand towards the killer’s face.
INT. CAFETERIA
Aaron sits motionless, staring off into space with his jaw hanging a bit, his expression a mix between terror and horror. Elise moves close to him, trying to get his attention as small, strained noises, like someone choking, escape his lips.
ELISE (CONCERNED)
Aaron? (grabbing his shoulders, shaking him) Babe..?!
INT. STAIRWELL
James’s fingers graze the killer’s mask, the tips of his thumb and forefinger coming together to grip it, and in that instant the killer thrusts forward with his weapon again, burying it to the handle. James inhales sharply, and as his hand drops limply to his side his final breath exits his lungs with a rattling wheeze.
INT. CAFETERIA
The world around Aaron grows muted – the sounds, the colors, the actions of those around him. He barely registers Elise shaking him vigorously, trying to get him to respond.
ELISE
(yelling, fading gradually) Aaron!! AARON!!!
CUT TO BLACK:
Unseen, a phone chimes and buzzes at the same time.
INT. DORM ROOM – DAY
Aaron shoots bolt upright in his bed with a yell, his eyes darting wildly about. He is tense, drenched in sweat and breathing quick, hard breaths, but as he realizes where he is he calms down considerably, laying back down and breathing deep a few times. Once he’s recomposed himself he reaches over to the nearby desk and takes his phone, checking the new message from Elise.
ELISE (TEXT)
Babe, are you awake? We’re all outside waiting on you...
AARON (SCOFFING)
Deja-fucking-vu...
Setting the phone aside, Aaron swings his legs over the side of the bed and hops down onto the floor below.
CUT TO:
EXT. RESIDENCE HALL – DAY
A small chorus of claps greets Aaron as he steps out the door of the residence hall, alone, and approaches Elise, Hunter and Jacob, who wait for him a little further along the sidewalk.
HUNTER (LAUGHING)
And here he is, the man in the flesh! And only (checks watch) fifteen minutes late this time! (to Elise) Y’know, even with his classes starting so late, I swear he’d never be up on time if it wasn’t for you...
AARON (SOURLY)
(pushing past Hunter) Fuck off, dude...I’m not in the mood for it.
JACOB
Well, someone’s a little cranky...Rough night?
AARON
(rubbing sleep from his eyes) Just long.
ELISE
(moving to walk beside him, taking his hand) Anything you want to talk about?
AARON
(giving her a light kiss) Just this fucked-up dream...I’ll tell you about it la-
The mention of the previous sequence stops Aaron dead in his tracks, causing the others to turn and look at him.
ELISE
What’s wrong...?
Aaron looks around for a moment before answering.
AARON
Where’s James?
HUNTER
...Who’s James?
AARON
(in disbelief) ...Is this a joke?
HUNTER (SHAKING HEAD)
No joke, amigo...
AARON
(to Jacob) Jacob? Where’s James?
JACOB
(in response to Aaron’s questions) Um...I, uh...
AARON (DESPERATELY)
(whispering) Where’s James? Where is he? (yelling) Where the fuck is James?!
JACOB
I don’t know no James, man! Shit!
AARON
(in utter disbelief) You don’t...? How? He’s your brother! HE’S YOUR FUCKING BROTHER!!
HUNTER
Hey man, just...Just take it easy, alright?
ELISE
Aaron...? (placing a hand on his shoulder) Babe, calm down...You’re okay.
A few tense, silent seconds go by before Hunter speaks up again.
HUNTER
Well, um... (coughs) I guess I should, uh, probably be heading to class. (to Aaron) Listen...Maybe you should take a personal day today, get your mind right.
AARON (DESPONDENTLY)
...Yeah. Maybe.
Hunter, nudging Jacob to come with him, starts off towards the main cluster of campus buildings.
HUNTER
Feel better, man...We’ll talk to you later, okay?
AARON (QUIETLY)
Thanks...
As Jacob and Hunter start to disappear from view, Aaron (cont.) turns to Elise, a small, concerned smile painted on her face.
ELISE
Feel like getting a little lunch? It might make you feel better...
Aaron, thinking it over, ultimately shakes his head.
AARON
You go ahead...I think I’m gonna take Hunter’s advice and just stay home today. We’ll talk later, when my head’s a little straighter.
Nodding hesitantly, Elise starts in the direction of the Commons, looking back to see if Aaron will start to follow her. He doesn’t, standing and watching her go, and once she’s disappeared through the door she disappears through the door he takes off at a brisk pace towards the main grounds of the campus.
CUT TO:
INT. SCHOOL BUILDING – DAY
A shadow blocks the square of sunlight shining through the doorframe, and Jacob steps through the main door of the school building, hitting a button on the left wall to call an elevator before leaning back against the right one. After a short wait one of the three sets of doors slides open and he boards the elevator, pushing the fourth-floor button and watching the doors close again behind him.
The ride is relatively short – only one floor up from where Jacob was previously – and as he steps out of the elevator he heads into the bathroom, a hooded figure lounging on the couch watching him do so.
INT. BATHROOM
The bathroom is somewhat dark, lit only by a single wan fixture above the trio of mirrors set into one wall, and deserted except for Jacob. He walks over to one of them, examining his reflection in the glass.
JACOB
(talking to himself) A brother...My brother James. (scoffs) Never had a brother...So why would Aaron...
Turning on the sink situated beneath the mirror, Jacob pools an amount of water in his cupped palms and splashes it on his face, groping about for a paper towel to wipe his face with. When he finds one and looks up again his eyes go wide as he notices the masked figure standing directly behind him, and a gloved hand muffles his scream for help as he’s wrestled to the floor.
CUTTING BACK AND FORTH:
INT. SCHOOL BUILDING
Charging into the main third floor hall through the same door Jacob had used just a minute or two earlier, Aaron, out of breath from running, moves to the elevator call button but changes his mind and sprints for the stairs instead.
INT. BATHROOM
Squirming under the weight of the killer, Jacob plants a kick in his gut and wrestles himself free. He stands and moves to exit the bathroom, but the killer shoots out a hand and wraps it tightly around his ankle, bringing him crashing back down to the floor.
Dazed from the impact, Jacob tries to crawl away but cries out in pain as the killer produces a knife and stabs it down into his back.
INT. STAIRCASE
Bursting through the door leading to the staircase, Aaron charges up the steps at top speed towards the fourth floor. As he does so the world seems to throb, the colors and sounds around him seeming to desaturate as they did before during James’s death.
AARON
(to himself) No...No, not again!
INT. BATHROOM
Back on his feet, the killer watches for a moment as Jacob crawls weakly towards the door and grabs hold of the frame, grabbing him by his ankles and trying to pull him back. When Jacob’s grip doesn’t give he reaches up and rips the knife from his flesh, his fingers reflexively releasing their grip, and clambers on top of him, weapon poised for a downward stab.
INT. HALLWAY
Emerging from the staircase, Aaron sprints toward the bathroom in what seems like slow motion. He’s screaming at the top of his lungs, but he can’t even hear it. What happens next he watches in flashes – the killer raising his weapon above his head and bringing it down again – before everything goes black.
CUT TO BLACK:
Unseen, a phone buzzes and chimes simultaneously.
INT. DORM ROOM - DAY
In much the same manner as he had previously done Aaron awakes in a panic, bolting upright in his bed with a shout before realizing where he is and settling enough to collect his thoughts. He gropes about for his phone on the desk and snatches it up as his fingers find it, checking the new message from Elise.
ELISE (TEXT)
Babe, you awake? We’re both outside waiting on you...
As the memories come flooding back a look of desperation comes across Aaron’s face, and swinging his legs over the side of his bed he hops down onto the floor below.
CUT TO:
EXT. RESIDENCE HALL – DAY
Charging out the front door of the hall with a focused, march-like intensity, Aaron spots Hunter and Elise waiting for him a little further along the sidewalk and approaches them quickly.
HUNTER (LAUGHING)
And here he is, the man in the flesh! And only—
AARON
(interrupting, finishing his sentence) Only fifteen minutes late this time... (to Elise) Y’know, even with my classes starting so late, I swear I’d never be up on time if it wasn’t for you...
HUNTER
(in disbelief) ...How did y-
AARON
It’s a long story, one that I’m not sure I could give you the right explanation for even if I had it. But right now I need you both to come with me...We need to talk.
Elise and Hunter look at each other in confusion before following after Aaron, who reopens the door to the RESIDENCE HALL and descends into the BASEMENT LAUNDRY ROOM.
HUNTER
Alright, I’ll bite...What’s this all about, amigo?
AARON
(breathing deeply) I think that we’re all stuck in a time loop of some sort, and someone is using that to kill us off one by one.
A long moment of silence goes by.
HUNTER (CONFUSED)
Uh...What?
ELISE
I’m with Hunter...No one we know has died recently.
AARON
I know it sounds crazy, but...This is the third day in a row that’s started the same way for me. (to Elise) A text from you that wakes me up... (to Hunter) and when I come out, you say that thing about me being late. James, he died first...And Jacob didn’t remember him. His own brother! And now he’s gone, and you two don’t remember either of them!
HUNTER (SKEPTICALLY)
But you do?
AARON
Yes...I don’t know why, but...I do. I remember them, and no one else does. So that’s why I’m telling you two...So that you don’t become victims yourselves.
There is a long pause before anyone speaks again.
HUNTER
Aaron, buddy, I mean this in the nicest possible way...But I think you may need professional help. I don’t know anyone named Jacob or James, and I sure as hell don’t know nothing about them getting killed.
AARON (SIGHING)
I knew you guys believing me would be a long shot, but...Please, be careful. You have to promise me that you’ll be careful.
HUNTER (LAUGHING)
Careful...Okay, sure. Yeah, why the hell not? I’ll make sure to look both ways crossing the street and heat the blood of anyone I come into contact with to see if it leaps into the air.
AARON (ANGRILY)
Hunter, this isn’t the time for fucking jokes! This is serious!
HUNTER
(walking off) Of course it is...A masked maniac going around butchering people is a serious concern, because it’s a concern so grounded in reality and whatnot.
Huffing with frustration, Aaron turns to Elise as Hunter heads back up the stairs.
AARON
Elise, please...I know what you must think, but I wouldn’t be telling you this if I wasn’t sure. Promise me you’ll be careful...Don’t tell anyone else definitively where you’re going or what you’re doing. Don’t open your door for anyone unless you’re absolutely sure it’s them.
ELISE (NODDING)
(somewhat scared) Okay...Okay, I can do that.
AARON
Elise...Do you trust me?
After a long moment, she nods.
ELISE
Yes...I trust you.
She moves to exit the basement as well before Aaron grabs her hand, stopping her in her tracks.
AARON
Hey...I love you. You know that, don’t you?
ELISE (NODDING)
(with a small smile) Yeah...I know.
Trailing slightly behind Elise, Aaron follows her up the staircase and out of the laundry room.
FADE TO BLACK:
FADE IN:
EXT. SIDEWALK – NIGHT
With the fall of night, foot traffic in the residential village has become more infrequent. A lone student, sometimes cutting through the road to avoid taking the sidewalk all the way around, walks through every now and again, but this is an increasingly rare occurrence.
Elise, walking by herself, is one such student, and as she approaches the main door to her residence hall she pulls out her phone and places a call. After two rings Aaron picks up.
AARON (OFF-SCREEN)
Hey...How did things go today?
ELISE
Pretty good...Nothing special.
AARON (O.S.)
Nothing...Unusual, so to speak?
ELISE (SHAKING HEAD)
Nothing that I saw... (stopping outside door) I’m outside the door of your hall.
AARON (O.S.)
Okay...I’ll come open it for you. Stay on the line with me until I get there, okay...?
ELISE (NODDING)
Alright...
As Elise waits a shadow appears in the light emanating from Aaron’s hall, and a man in a dark hoodie, his face visible but features indistinguishable, steps into the common area. Another few seconds and the door opens, and Elise steps back to allow it to swing out.
ELISE
(with a small chuckle) That was quick...
As Elise looks back up at the man standing in the doorframe, her face falls. It’s obviously not Aaron.
AARON (O.S.)
(confused) What are you talking about? I’m not there ye-
Her eyes fall. A knife is tightly clutched in the man’s hand.
AARON (O.S.)
No...No, NO, NO!!!
A muffled impact, like some collision between two blunt objects. Elise flinches, staggers back, and topples to the ground, the knife buried to the handle in her abdomen. Jaw sagging, eyes gazing off into oblivion, she lies helplessly as her murderer steps over her limp form and starts off away from the scene, leaving her alone struggling for each breath.
CUT TO:
INT. RESIDENCE HALL
The opening of the hall door booms like a cannon shot, so great is the force behind it. Aaron charges through the open doorway into the common area and throws open the front
door. Elise, too weak to respond or even move but still alive for the moment, lies bloody at his feet. He stands frozen for the longest moment, then finally falls to his knees, doubling over her. His sobs grow quieter and quieter even as they increase in physical intensity, gradually softening until they become silent as the colors of the world desaturate and the rise and fall of her chest comes to an end.
CUT TO BLACK:
Silence, stillness.
FADE IN:
INT. DORM ROOM – DAY
Aaron’s awakening is less urgent and panicked than it has been previously – he sits up lethargically, moving slowly with no real desire to get up at all. He casts a sidelong glance at his phone, picks it up, checks it. No new messages. He sets it aside with a weary sadness, as a man who’s given up would.
Then, a glimmer of hope – that all-too-familiar ring/buzz combo. He snatches up the device with great zest, only to find the message is from Hunter.
HUNTER (TEXT)
Yo man. Got sick of waiting so I headed 2 the SU. Meet me up there if ur feelin like lunch
Aaron lets the phone slip from his hand as he draws his knees up to his chest, wrapping his forearms around his shins. In the next moment he lets it all loose – tears flow down his cheeks and he buries his face in his arms, shoulders shuddering with great, silent sobs.
CUT TO:
INT. DORM ROOM – NIGHT
Several hours have passed. Aaron, still in his bed, opens his eyes, silent for a long moment before speaking a single word out loud, to himself. No, not a word...A name.
AARON
...Hunter.
He rolls over, snatching his phone off his desk, and starts composing a message to Hunter.
AARON (TEXT)
Hey man, we need to talk. TONIGHT. Meet me outside my building at the door near the outside parking lot.
He tosses his phone aside and hops down off the bed, taking a jacket off his desk chair and pulling it on as he steps out the door.
CUT TO:
EXT. RESIDENCE HALL
Through the windows any onlooker can watch Aaron as he traverses the hall, heading towards the door to the common area.
CUT TO:
EXT. BENCH - NIGHT
Sitting alone, rigid and statue-like, the killer rises to his feet and starts off down the sidewalk towards the door of the residence hall. His gait is slow, deliberate, like a predator stalking its prey.
As he reaches the door, he pauses a moment to swipe a keycard, presumably his own, and open the door, stepping through into the common area. He looks to his left and right, checking the room for any potential witnesses, (cont.) before heading for the BACK DOOR.
EXT. RESIDENCE HALL
He opens the door, and immediately Aaron is upon him. He takes hold of his hood, slamming him into the wall, before the killer wriggles free of his grip and stabs blindly with his knife, the blade finding the flesh of Aaron’s stomach and digging in.
Aaron, wired with adrenaline and pure fury, seems to barely notice the wound. He instead reaches for the mask his attacker wears and pulls it off in one decisive move, revealing Hunter’s face beneath. He kicks his friend back, putting some distance between them, and rips the weapon from his own flesh. Faster than Hunter can react he charges, pinning him against the wall, and drives the knife into his chest, relishing a little in the kill by twisting the blade. He releases his hold on the handle, and with his strength not keeping Hunter up he slumps to the ground, and staggers over to sit opposite him. Both pant heavily, exhausted and suffering blood loss from their wounds.
HUNTER (WEAKLY)
(chuckling) So that’s what getting stabbed feels like... (coughs) I gotta say – not a fan.
A long moment of silence goes by before Aaron speaks up again.
AARON (QUIETLY)
Why, Hunter? Just tell me that, tell me why...
HUNTER (SMILING)
“Why?”
Blood dribbles down Hunter’s chin. Laughing, he spits some up onto the concrete beside him.
HUNTER
It’s funny...
AARON
What is?
HUNTER
Whether you realize it or not... (grinning) You did me a favor just now, amigo. You broke my loop.
AARON
(in horror) ...Your loop?
HUNTER
(laughing into a cough) It’s your curse now...
Hunter’s last breath is a wheezy rattle, and as it decreases in volume to eventual silence the colors of the world desaturate around the two of them once again. Aaron, breathing hard, can only stare at his friend in horror.
CUT TO BLACK:
A knocking, not unlike that heard on the first day – the distinctive sound of knuckles rapped against the exterior of a door.
THE END
Comments: 8
LiliWrites [2017-12-29 21:02:40 +0000 UTC]
Hello! I am a warrior in Critmas 2017: War of Honour drafted to the Gingerbread Ninjas! Thanks for helping me win the war by asking for critique. This is also for Everything Must Go - Including 6000 Points! from ProjectComment !
I haven't read a nicely detailed script like this on DA before. You did a nice job of setting the different scenes, particularly Aaron's bedroom in the beginning. In fact, I think a little more detail like that could be used in a few places, particularly near the end at the bench before Aaron and Hunter finally meet. There's almost no physical description of the setting aside from it being dark and a bench. There are lots of things that can affect a scene, particularly weather. Was it cold? Was it windy? Raining? Was the air still? Were there clouds? Could you see the killer's breath? All of that can have a dramatic effect on how viewers perceive the action on the screen.
The overall story was pretty good. I haven't seen Happy Death Day (though now I want to!) but the overall trope of reliving a day is always fun to play with and has been done in many ways. I like the fact that yours doesn't focus on the main character's death, but rather on the deaths of his friends and their subsequent erasure from the memories of the rest of the group. That was a great way to twist the old trope. Whether that was your friend's idea or yours, nice one! What I did find less compelling about the story was the fact that Aaron was willing to let any of them out of his sight by the time it came down to the day Elise died. If it was me, I wouldn't care how crazy I sounded, I would be doing anything at all to make sure that my friends stayed with me until I could figure out wtf was going on. The foreshadowing of Hunter being the killer was a bit obvious, too. When he mentioned the "masked killer" I was like, ah hah! Gotcha! So you may want to look at some more subtle detail for him to reveal.
But overall I enjoyed this script. It was fun and I would be very interested to see the YT film that comes from it!
I hope something in there is helpful to you. If anything needs clarification please don't hesitate to ask!
MERRY CRITMAS! Lili
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vevulicious379 In reply to LiliWrites [2018-01-01 18:12:23 +0000 UTC]
Thanks for responding! I'm glad you enjoyed it, and should you want to watch it's up and active as we speak: www.youtube.com/watch?v=J4pbfr…
A lot of the flaws you've pointed out I've already noticed, mainly because I'm a perfectionist with impossibly high standards, but also just because I'd like to revise this some time when I have a minute to do so and have gone over it a few times as such. What was pretty much the second half of the script was written all in one night with the director there to bounce ideas off of, and once I'd written what I had I didn't really feel like going back and revising it much because I was done with the stress and the time-crunch of being the sole writer on such a big project. XD If I could do it over again there are a lot of things I would change, but where I lacked for subtleties in some areas I feel like I made up for it in others. The progression of the scenes in the morning and their small differences were my favorite thing about that: a knock and a text from Elise saying they're ALL outside waiting for him, then just the text, then the text saying "both" as it was narrowed down to just her and Hunter, and then the text from Hunter.
Thanks for taking the time to read and comment on this! I've got other, MUCH better scripts on the way before too long, and I may be looking for some feedback on those as well Happy New Year!
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fantatlity [2017-12-29 13:31:43 +0000 UTC]
Hey, there! Before anything else, this comment is for the Everything Must Go - Including 6000 Points! by ProjectComment
I loved this! I'm a major fan of movies or any story told visually so this screenplay definitely got to me. Horror, in particular, is definitely a difficult genre to bring alive on screen and can more often than not, turn into an unintentional comedy if not done well. While it majorly depends on the actors and the crew, the writing certainly plays an important role and this one did exactly that! After reading this, I'm pretty sure I would love to watch this and not mind if the acting isn't that up to the par because everything will be played out quite well. For example, the exact part of the scene when the lights go out and everything starts all over again. On a more general note, I loved this.
Moving on to the story's plot; I think I might've come across bits of this before in Happy Death Day (as you've already mentioned in the description) but I do appreciate the little changes that are added in this: for one, it centers around the group and it isn't Aaron who dies everyday but his friends, one by one. So needless to say, I liked the story and the ending with the whole villainous comical dialogues and mention of the loops, made it interesting.
Next comes the characters. I can understand how this is for a short horror video and that doesn't give much for the character to be developed. Obviously, the supporting ones don't even need development since they're anyway going to die but the main character, Aaron, doesn't make me care about him much. I would've preferred a more frustrated, horrified and wondering-if-they-are-mad kinda reactions from Aaron especially when he wakes up on the third morning. Instead, he merely shows a look of desperation and tell his friends what a long story it all is, like that's the most normal thing he's experiencing. Sorry if this sounds a rude, I'm simply trying to share my thoughts.
Finally, the writing. I really really liked this. The descriptions for the scene set-up are giving away the time-crunch you were on, and can include more details about the sound or complete silence for that matter. Having said that, I like your writing style and am pretty sure your other projects are really good and will be looking forward to them.
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vevulicious379 In reply to fantatlity [2018-01-01 18:21:02 +0000 UTC]
Thanks so much for taking the time to look over this and comment! Should you want to check out the actual short film, it's up on YouTube as we speak: www.youtube.com/watch?v=J4pbfr…
Yeah, the director Max is the person you can thank for that twist on the Groundhog Day/Happy Death Day-esque setup, I was just a hired gun he brought on to write the screenplay for him XD And believe it or not, the ending didn't originally go that way. Most of the second half of the script I wrote in one night while he was there and available for me to bounce ideas off of, and so we had the idea that these loops are something you become stuck in, and there are only two ways to get out of it: kill all of your friends would get you out alive, while getting killed trying to do so would just get you out...XD But that's something a lot of people have commented positively on, so I'm glad that you liked it as well.
Yeah, unfortunately the time-crunch meant I couldn't be as florid with my words as I usually try to be in my screenplays, but I judging by the feedback I've received from you and others, it still came out alright nonetheless. I'm thinking about revising this some time soon when I have a minute, maybe even directing my own version if I get the okay from Max.
Thanks again for taking the time out of your day to review this! I'll definitely be putting out more scripts in the future, and hopefully they'll be a lot better than this one. Have a Happy New Year!
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fantatlity In reply to vevulicious379 [2018-01-02 03:03:42 +0000 UTC]
Happy New Year to you too and you're welcome! I'll definitely be looking for more of your screenplays
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vevulicious379 [2017-11-08 03:49:40 +0000 UTC]
Alright guys, the completed short film is out on YouTube if you want to check it out! www.youtube.com/watch?v=J4pbfr…
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Scottthespy [2017-11-04 04:23:29 +0000 UTC]
Well, you're right when you say the time crunch resulted in something that's probably not your best work...its rushed and the scene changes very quickly and frequently, and some of the character interactions feel a little stiff and forced. But the premise is nicely intriguing, and the ending DOES give us just enough information to be both forbidding and slightly ambiguous. We can assume that the entire sequence is starting from the beginning, which perhaps means that all the friends are back, but this time Hunter won't be killing them...we can speculate that Hunter has been stuck in this loop for a very, very long time, long enough to learn that being murdered was a way out of it, and that he began killing people in hopes of being killed in self defense or some such.
There's plenty of cool ideas to mull over with this piece, but in this form the timing really does let down the sense of drama and the suspension of disbelief. That's what happens when we don't have the time to really work something over though, isn't it? There's enough here to see that, when given the time to really polish your work, you probably come out with amazing stuff. This was fun to contemplate, even with its rushed feeling.
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vevulicious379 In reply to Scottthespy [2017-11-04 04:57:47 +0000 UTC]
Yeah, I was supposed to not be the only one writing this, but the other two guys bailed on me at the last second and I had to do most of it myself. I gotta confess, most of the second half was cranked out by me and the director in a single night XD I was really feeling the pressure and wanted to be done with it to focus on my own projects. This also had to be 15 minutes or less, so I really had difficulty trying to squeeze everything he wanted into that short time frame. This would have worked better as a more extended short film or even a feature-length, I feel like.
Regardless, I'm glad you found it somewhat intriguing This was one of the few concepts, aside from my own, that I really liked for my school's short horror film festival, and when mine didn't get chosen I immediately saw its potential. Given time to rework this I would've done some things differently, but it gives me hope to know that you thought there was some cool stuff in what I would undoubtedly consider my worst script.
Thanks for taking the time to comment! I'll be posting more screenplays in the future so I'd love to hear your thoughts on them as well As I mentioned in the description, hopefully I'll have a YouTube link to the completed film soon that I can put on here for you to check out if you so desire (I also still have not seen it as of this message, so I hope it's good...XD).
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