Untitled Comedy Project

Rich Pryor and Gene Wilder style comedy.
2 fun loving guys. 1 kid they have to watch over because their friend is in jail being framed. A little bit of racism cause racism is funny. Danny goes to Al’s BBQ and starts acting black. It’s all cool and funny til he steps out of line. Someone picks him up and throws him onto the table full of food. Al tries to keep his cousin cool but Dan says he can handle it. Al’s cousin knocks Dan out in the face. This time Al steps in to stop the fight and AL gets punched. A huge fight starts. Al and Dan crawl out of fury and run away. Al and Dan walk home and Al confronts Dan saying Dan is always getting him into trouble. Al is the straight man. His always trying to be cool. Until the end when he goes ballistic, showing Dan the error of his own ways.

Selling point: Dan is always getting his friend Al into trouble.

Prologue to The Godfather of Los Angeles

It was a cold summer night and I was in a bad part of town. The part that only the tough or crazy show up at. And I was stuck there, making the mistake of being being neither the aforementioned tough or crazy. It was only midnight. I might get lucky and be able to make it home without incident. "You have courage to be here", said someone behind me, either drunk or stoned or both. I turned around to face my destiny. I have my lucky .38 caliber pistol for just this kind of circumstances. I put my hand in my pocket, feeling the gun..my friend, my savior. I turn around and face my destiny.

T, M.

T -

Growing up with her, she always said that if she ever got married, it would be someone she'd want them to be like me cause I'm the perfect man. There was always a weird incest vibe from the way she said it. I always made fun of her because of it. That is the seed of the story of T.

She sees  a boy, a boy sees her. In school. Tries to say hi to her. She's not interested. She has someone else in mind. I love you she says to him. I love you too he says. No, I really love you she says. What do you mean? She comes over and slowly, lightly kisses him on the mouth. He pushes her off. I'm your brother. We can't do that. She says she knows. They stare at each other.
Years later, they are holding hands at a corner of a family party. Family members see them and they let go. It's their secret. Family member notes how close they are and how good of a brother he is to her. Big brother looking out for little sister. Sister says that she just needs to find a great man like her brother to marry.

All family is inside the home now. They sneak to the shed and kiss passionately. An uncle walks in and drops his beer seeing what they were doing. They are caught. Deer in headlights.

3 years later. Teenagers.

M-

I met M when I was fifteen or so. He was given up for adoption. He was the one that wanted to meet me and T. That is the seed of the story of M.

Now...EXPAND these stories.

Heavy Mettle

A band. But not really rocking. The problem:

Vocalist is more interested in sex with groupies who've never heard him sing.

Guitarist loves drugs , really loves drugs. Can shred on the guitar while coked out.

Bassist wants to become a rapper. Always trying to show he can rap.

Drummer wants to be a filmmaker. He loves movies as much as the drums.

Mass ideas

1. A woman drinks her smoothie. A red liquid that is sucked up the straw by gorgeous red lips.
2.  A celeb gets away with murder, but a papparazi catches it on camera. Photographs as weapons.
3. Roach Coach- daily lives of a crushed dreamer.
4.  A television host with a mask on. Wizard of Oz. 4-5 minute desk show. Political. One statistic at the end of each episode.
5. Shadow Dog and Shadow Fox
6. God marries the Devil. God is woman, Devil is man.

2 guys commentating on a fight

A good short film would be 2 guys commentating on a fight and saying ridiculous things like, "Oh my God, I think he might have broken in half."
Very wrestling like commentating.

When I was a teenager

When I was a teenager working at the mall I was outside smoking a cigarette, being cool. This angel of a woman came walking towards me. She, herself was a teenager, but had adult eyes that shined the most vibrant blue. She had wavy blonde hair down to her shoulders and a fair skin that only a Queen could produce. I knew I only wanted to be close to her as long as I could.

She smiled at me in shy grace. I said hello. She spoke French back to me. I was puzzled. Here was the woman of my dreams and I couldn't communicate with her. She only knew yes or no to my questions. She points up to the sky and says France. She asked for a smoke which I complied. I lit her cigarette and was so close to her that my heart was skipping beats by the moment.

We just looked at each other only knowing what we both felt but could not tell freely. She waves goodbye and me too. As she starts to leave I stop her knowing this might be my last time to see. I tell her I will go to France and find her and marry her one day.

When I was a teenager.

Hiearchy X

The theme will be about each scene fighting each other for a chance at the top. Top of career, sex life, relationships, status.