Growing up(DAMMIT)

The basis for a film is extremity. These are normal extreme events in my life.
My childhood:
mother who slowly lost her mind.
father who was never there
sister who was my mortal enemy even though I loved her
brother who i never met. Given up for adoption.
mother ended up crazy. but she loved me deeply.
Sister was a narc. Never trusted her. Still don't. She ratted me out for anything to get me in trouble. The only thing I had against her was when she turned teen, i could say she was pregnant.
Parents divorce went down bad. Cops coming, mom throwing and breaking everything. Did he cheat on her because of her mental state?
Great childhood years were the youngest years.
I remember mom coughing up blood when smoking, i was 3 or 4.
My biggest way out of the dysfunctional family was to have great friends. In 7th grade I met my friends. They were the only ones I ever trusted. I was probably not the greatest friend but I wanted to be.
I did not have a real girlfriend til age 16. She was 19.
My parents didn't see my talents or try to encourage them. All they wanted was for me to be a doctor, the reason? I still don't know why.
My brother Matt was the greatest gift I had ever gotten for my birthday. I think I was 14 years old.
I was the biggest nerd by definition as a kid. I wore thick glasses, dressed in sweaters that my mom got me. I never owned a pair of Nike's until I bought them myself as a teenager.
I took on the biggest guy in school when I moved to a new elementary in 5th grade. He was in 6th grade. Chad Thrower. Actually a really cool guy I found out later. We played rugby and no one dared try to get the ball from him, I got my head kicked in quite a few times, but afterwards, he gave me his hand and helped me up in front of everyone. I knew that I was not made of glass then.
I was not liked by the middle class kids back then. I lived in the middle class area but was really lower middle class.


I used to chase cats and throw rocks at them. I don't know why.
I tried to throw a party, but my sister ratted me out and my parents ended up not leaving. I had 60 kids running around my neighborhood.
The first time I bought marijuana, it was fake. I really felt high though. Explain that.
The first time I dropped acid, it was fake. I really saw a snake in class though. Explain that to me too.
I never felt much from coke. My friends got pretty heavy on it though.

Recently, I decided I did not want or need my sister and father in my life. As much as I love them, they do not seem to care for anyone but themselves and to make themselves look better to a not caring audience.

I was good at selling. I made major money my first year in my career without a college degree. I knew I had something back then.

I got fired from there because I got greedy and fixed the system to give me more money than what I had been working for. My actions were in retaliation for pumping me up for manager and hiring from the outside. I was young and impressionable. I would never trust a corporation again. I'll work with them...but my trust is only as far as I can throw the guy.
I ended up working for AT&T Wireless, another corporation cause I needed the money. I got myself fired when I found out about unemployment. It was the laziest 6 months I ever had. I planned to shoot a movie during the time but got so lazy I never even got around to it. Now I know: I need to work. If I ever got rich, I would probably pick up drinking martinis or something ridiculous.

Moved to California in 2006. Still in debt. Can't wait to be out of debt so I can use up more credit than ever before. This time I know what I'll be using that credit for now. It won't be for fun and games. Its all for business.

ADIDAS spec

A group of athletic guys in Adidas gear are sitting around eating french fries or something like that. Its food that is messy and always falls.
Wide and arial shots
They are all doing little quick jumpy movements but its hard to understand what they are doing.
Getting closer it seems like they are dancing in their seats almost. Still not quite sure what is going on.
Medium shot
A guy takes a bite and sees the fry dropping almost on his lap. He kicks it with his shoe as if its a hackey sack or mini soccerball.
It bounces and goes behind him. He does a backwards tap with his other foot and the fry flies in the air and lands in his open mouth.
He looks at the others and shakes his head with a little head bob signifying he is the winner.
The other guys head bob acknowlegement too.

Superimpose: ADIDAS - Sports all the time, competitive for life.
You get the idea?

10 Days in Hell

First 10 days = Free VOD
After 10 days = 99cents + Netflix + Amazon + whatever (recouped with Netflix)

Each day is a 5-6 minute bit.Maybe more.
Filmed all outdoors besides the cabin interiors.

3 friends go to a cabin in their car. 2 boys, 1 girl.
1 girl dies immediately in a fire/explosion in the cabin.
The cabin is gone, it takes the car out with it.
2 friends have to fend for themselves in the woods.
Where some sort of monster/evil spirit attacks them.
Slowly killing Friend #2.
Friend #1 must stay alive while trying to get out of the woodlands.
Eventually gets out to find out he's on a different planet. FLASH

Almost all night time in the home. Watching TV, reading, internet, working out, painting.
Works at a lonely place.
A lot of Voice Over.

Day 1:
Really weird. I can't go to sleep. It's 3 A.M and I can't go to sleep tonight. I wonder if it was that 20 oz soda I had with dinner. But usually soda doesn't do anything to me. I can't put myself in bed.. laid in there for a good hour and couldn't fall asleep. Here I am, hours later, almost I have no choice but to stay up and go to work at 8 in the morning. I'll sure be tired by lunchtime. I'll have to get to bed a few hours earlier when I get home to fix my schedule back.

Starts with him getting ready for bed. Strips shirt off. Good build actor. Tosses and turns. Throws off the sheet and gets up. Goes to the bathroom. Looks in the mirror. Takes a piss. Looks at the clock 3AM. Looks at the clock 4:30AM. Looks at the clock 6AM. Sunrise. Puts on clothes and heads out the door to work.




Day 2:
I can't go to sleep. I try but I can't. I'm going to run 8 miles today after work, maybe that will tire me enough. I don't get it, I'm still up, maybe I need to take a few sleep pills. Now I'm just drowsy, but I can't sleep.
It's already midnite. I tried to go to sleep but I couldn't. Maybe if I can turn on some classical music. Eyes wide open. Goes to the medicine cabinet. Sleep pills. Drowsy. Tries reading a large book. Can't do it. Sees his painting. Puts it on the floor and paints. Dissolve to multiple paintings.


Day 3:
I can't go to sleep. I want to go to sleep but I can't. I don't know whats wrong. I'm tossing and turning, but nothing, I talked to my friend Kat, she says that if you don't sleep for 10 days straight you can die. I'm worried since I haven't slept at all yet, not even one hour.
One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four sheep. How many fucking sheep are there? 

Day 4:
I can't go to sleep. I'm in agony. All I do is read, I spend twilight hours in front of a computer surfing the internet, now I know how to do origami. Lots of origami. Thanks internet.
Lights incense. Many books on top of each other.

Day 5:
I can't go to sleep. I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I wonder if I can knock myself out? I could lose conciousness but it might be worth it if I wake up bright and early. That didn't work. I need to go for a jog. I know its the middle of the night but I can't stay here all night again. JOG.

Day 6:
I can't go to sleep. Why can't I sleep? Maybe I need to hit the bottle really hard tonight. That didn't seem to work, maybe I'll just drink another bottle. If that doesn't work, maybe i'll drink a bottle of everclear and see what that does.
Maybe a couple beers late will work. One beer.  Two beers. Three beers. Six beers.

Day 7:
I can't go to sleep. Why do drugs if all I have to do is stay awake this long.

Day 8:
I can't go to sleep. (Crying) I don't know what is wrong with me.

Day 9:
I can't go to sleep. I got fired from work this morning, saying I've been daydreaming instead of working. I think I'm going to kill myself. What if I die and go to where I can't rest?

Day 10:
I can't go to sleep. Maybe I just need sleep. I don't even know if I'm talking out loud or just hearing inner voice aloud.
--- blank stare ---
100. 99. 98. 97. 96. 

Roach Coach

A roach coach is a mobile food mart that goes from street to street selling tacos. My story is about a wannabe screenwriter who works at one of these in Hollywood and he works with a hot babe who is into him but he's too busy writing to take notice. She lands a deal with an agent for an acting gig, and he is alone and tries to write but only watches TV and never really gets anywhere. Eventually he quits and starts writing. Think of Clerks but set on a food truck.

Roach Coach is not a love story exactly. Its about working and living in a capitalist country and trying for better things. Knowledge is power. Anyone can easily make 50k a year. But imagine if they knew the phycology of human nature, or how to manage people better. Imagine that 50k becoming 100k a year. Thats what this story is about. A man trying to get further by hard work and dedication to what he loves.


Rob works at a taco truck in Los Angeles, his coworker Theresa is a hot babe that fools around with him when they are alone, but Rob gets a real girlfriend Lisa that Theresa knows eventually, so Theresa blackmails him with the sexual encounters.

A normal guy sleeps with his female coworker to pass the time of his boring life until fate brings him to the woman of his dreams, the coworker gets jealous and blackmails him as he tries to figure out how to tell his girlfriend

A Los Angeles taco truck owner and his relationship with his sexually charged female coworker and the girl of his dreams, a female customer, who is also a movie producer.

being blackmailed by his female coworker.
the reason that the film producer and him are together needs to be explained.

##


Meet Rob. ::Mmm, is this an Asian blend?:: ::no its Lipton::
"another funny thing"
Meet Theresa ::winking:: ::winking::
winks at every guy that is at the roach coach.

Meet Lisa :: "Are you calling a fourteen hour workday and barely a social life normal?

You're right you're some taco dude aren't you? You sleep in your smelly car?
::winking::

Lisa pecks him lightly on the
mouth. Surprised but happy he smiles from ear to ear.
EXT. LISA’S MANSION - FRONT GATE - NIGHT
Lisa slows down at the front of the gate of a monstrous
home. There is a Porsche by the driveway.
LISA SIMPSON
This is me.
ROB STEELE
This is you? What is your butler’s
name?


Meet them at the Roach Coach.


very short, short version and long version, long as fuck version
Rob yelling,

Writing

I actually started writing this when I was 18. When I had done with it, it was a mere 18 pages written. It was terrible, I actually still have a copy of it. I was just writing at the time, writing as I went along. I wrote about 4 of these types, all around 18 pages long. It sat around in my notebook and on my computer and especially in my head for a few years. This January, I received "The Hollywood Standard" and read it, re-read it, and re-read it again. It made me realize the craft of screenwriting. I think the more I read it and memorize it the better my work will be. Its just like a job, it takes forever to get the hang of first, but after a while, its second nature. I highly recommend it.

Funny thing, the guy that gave me a copy hasn't really read through his own copy and hasn't really done much, and he's much better than me.

Back to the writing. What I did was write a first draft(showing no one draft) and that came out to about 30 pages. After that I had the basic story in my head. So I went back and wrote every scene on those 3x5 cards we used in high school. I came out with 50 cards, each one a minute, then just started adding in scenes. By the time i was done, I had 100 3x5 cards and the entire story in order, so all I have to finish is to write it in format to be readable.
Its been a long learning curve for me, basically 8 years for this one, but now that I'm about to be done, I'm on a roll.

Just remember its a job and its not going to be great all the time, but if you don't keep working, you won't get paid. Start with the Hollywood Standard, and since you've read Story, I'd recommend Adventures in the Screen Trade. What I did was any movie they referenced, I'd put it on my Netflix queue. So then I'd read other people's screenplays, write my own screenplays, watch movies, and make movies. Its a hell of a lot to do, but I feel like I know more than most about making movies now.

Stay cool, read those books.

Incest

After reading the script for Chinatown and spending way too much time on the forum boards on IMDB, I've been tinkering with a plot about incest....

Its intriguing research I'll tell you that.


A story written as if its what happens to Katherine, but not the same timeline. A good nice girl who finds out her mother is also her sister. That is effective drama.

Future Porn = Syphillys sex

Okay, I had the thought: What would be the more disgusting porn to watch now that the internet has arrived(I say this in present tense assuming it is 1999 when you read this).

Well here is what you see now.
Beastiality, Puke, Gagging, Penis goes ________ insert there, Gang Bang Orgies, Midgets, Ugly chicks, fat girls with no tits, MILF, Grandma's, and thats all I can think of without actually going to any adult website.

Well what I think would be completely new and gross out factor involved so people will watch would be:



Disease Porn.

Yes, like watching a guy with warts all over his cock penetrating a gal with CRABS on her cooch. Or maybe a guy with HIV positive has sex with someone without a condom.
Or Syphillis sex. The possibilities are ENDLESS with the new viruses coming out daily and the strains of those viruses mutating etc.

It wouldn't be a market I'd be into watching more than once or twice, but it would sell.

Employment Inquiries

Dear Mr. Writer/Director/Producer-



I want to be your apprentice. I am a relentless writer/director/producer and much like you will do with I can get to make a production work. That's the kind of dedication I want to be able to constantly be able to use. I've directed, line produced, set up lights, operated the camera, but this won't stop me from bringing coffee for everyone because I know that every job is a big job that needs to be done.


My favorite films of yours are _____ and of course _____. Also should be noted is ______ by Actor/Director/Writer/Producer who I found through your company.

I am also a big fan of _____. I don't know if that would give me more credibility or not, but I thought you should know. Thank you for taking the time to read this.

If you cannot help me, would you be able to give me a referral to somebody that could?

Respectfully Yours,


Danny D

# cell phone

I can't believe I won an Oscar.

I'd like to thank the people that truly believed in me, and the ones that supported me when I needed the most support.

I want to thank:

My brother and possibly my biggest fan, Matt Evans, thanks for staring down Erica's exposed breasts. Inspired me to write a movie about two brothers falling for the same woman.

My brother from another mother, Chin, the craziest, smartest, most humble person to win the Palm D'or before even writing his script.

California for being so inspiring.

Oklahoma for being so boring and making me use my imagination.

My mother for finally giving up her dream of me being a doctor and just letting me be free to ruin my life however I saw fit. :)

$10 for 10 pages (investing in myself)

Enclosed is my screenplay along with $10 CASH. I hope you enjoy reading the first 10 pages as much as I had creating it. Also I hope you enjoy the $10 cash as I will be getting it back eventually through a distribution deal.

Respectfully,
Screenwriter/Director

Santana Row Sugar Mama

An aspiring filmmaker goes to the upper middle class belt of Santana Row where lots of older women that have fake boobs and lip fattened smiles go to meet inspired artists with one motive:
Bed these young men for the money he needs to create the beauty of art in film.
Even though the young man has a woman who he would never hurt and cares for very deeply, but to get ahead in the game, will he do what he must for the future of the to be married couple?

The story would need to be realistic so we would have the young man a Persian man with a heart of gold who gets reeled in by his need to have money to get his production underway.

Abortion clinic date

A man goes up with his lady to the Planned Parenthood to get the Emergency Contraception pill and there is a hippy woman there with a picket sign that abortion is murder. She tries talking to them and they chat a bit. He ditches the lady he is with for the abortion chick and they have sex and its with a condom. It doesn't matter, she gets pregnant, and what follows is the discussion on he wants to keep it but she doesn't want it because she is too young.
A comedy? A drama?

Loaning Investments

Loan Investments for a screenplay and development as a writer and producer.

When asking for the financing investment for the upcoming film. Ask for an investment loan. A loan that if the movie does make a profit, the loan is paid back with interest and credits upon completion of the next film.

Ask for distribution from a distributor, even if they say no, ask for a loan to complete another project.

Anyone that loans investment money should be given a gift as a token of appreciation.

$1,000,000 = 10 people with $100,000
$100,000 = 10 people with $10,000
$10,000 = 10 people with $1,000
$1,000 = 10 people with $100
$100 = 10 people with $10
$10 = 10 people with $1

Dear Mr. "blank"

Dear Mr. Blank:
I am a young Iranian writer-a newcomer both to the great state of California and to the craft of screenwriting. In the past year and a half I have written three screenplays(more accurately, two and a half-the first was a one hour thing comissioned by an Austrailian director who had seen a short story of mine.)
I also wrote a feature-length script of Napoleon, knowing full well that costume dramas are not a hot ticket with the studios. I was right, however, in thinking that the executives would be more likely to show interest in work from an unknown, if they recognized the subject. Thus I've been able to get Napoleon read by production v.p.'s at Fox, Paramount and Harvey Weinstein of the Weinstein brothers. They were positive about the quality of my work, but the consistent refrain is that it would be too expensive to produce.
My other screenplay is a better prospect, commercially, being a spy thriller dealing with a conservative who comes into possession of some important terrorist documents. I sent it to Harvey Weinstein last week.
So you see, I am neither an absolute beginner, nor totally naive about the business aspects of screenwriting. Since I am without an agent, however, I do seek representation and how to proceed from here. If you could spare an hour to talk to me, I would appreciate it. I promise not to ask for introductions to anybody or beg you to read my work.
There may be no great profit in such a meeting for you, but perhaps it would not be entirely disagreeable. I am not a fool nor(despite the evidence at hand) am I by nature a forward person. The tradition of older writers advising younger is both long and honourable, and I hope you will consider my request in that light.
Respectfully,
Danny Derakhshan