When Scripts Attack, Sort Of
LAist knows that writers are paranoid about other people stealing their ideas, yet some don't think twice about discussing their newest epics out loud at local LA establishments to people they're trying to impress.
We're not saying they're good ideas and we're not saying they're bad ideas — we're just providing you a glimpse into the minds of LA writers whose latest projects could very well turn out to be the next Academy Award-winning American Beauty or, you know...Super Mario Bros.. (How's that for a nice spin?)
Untitled Action Period Drama: (As vocalized at the Starbucks Coffee across the street from mega-agency CAA) "See, Shakespeare never died, in fact he's alive and well in the early 1900's. And he's pissed off. He's been working out, too, so no one can push him around. There's some romance thrown in there, also..."
Untitled Romantic Comedy Spiritual Project: (At Baja Fresh, Santa Monica) "He loves her, but she doesn't know it. She loves him, but he doesn't know it. The two of them die, unknowing that the other person they loved has died. They meet in Heaven, but don't recognize each other because in Heaven you look different. It takes their friends, who also are in Heaven, which I have to figure out how they got there too, in order to get them to fall in love all over again."
Untitled Action Adventure/Nail-Biter: (Overheard while standing at a crosswalk, on Wilshire Boulevard, heading towards Rodeo Drive)
Guy #1: "He's got a ticking bomb in his stomach. It's going to blow. What do you think he does!?"
Guy #2: "How did the bomb get into his stomach?"
Guy #1: "Well, he obviously unknowingly swallowed it or something."