Sunday, November 15, 2009

Increasingly Burnt Out Slut Tries To Come Up With Zeitgeisty Ideas To Run By Her Agent

1. So King Lear but sort of set amongst 1st wave Silver Lake hipsters. Like not the people there now. The people who first moved there in the early 90s. Mostly Old Fags and I don't know, it could be about like the poor people of the barrio first interacting with the queens. Gentrification in America. Even a metaphor for Columbus' "discovery" of the New World. Shoot half in NYC. Like the first truly bicoastal work of art. That sounds lame or too heady, that phrase, but might actually be true / fucking groundbreaking. Could be a coming of age tale or like an exploration of how sex really is today. How ubiquity of porn influences the whole generation that grew up playing NES. Like waxing. Guys cumming on their girlfriend's faces. I can't think of the specifics. But the whole 90s period piece angle could be fresh, right? Nirvana aesthetic? Flannels are back. Or were back. Or like plaid. Similar pattern.

2. The Graduate but Dustin Hoffman is played by Jason Schwartzman. And the irony is that the mom character oh fuck what's her name Anne something mel brooks fucked her god I did so much coke last weekend I can't remember shit. Oh wait, but that could be incorporated. Like me doing coke, being tired. Like my generation's female take on that Nicholas Cage Charlie Kauffman movie blanking on the name but the voice over could be about like this sort of hot writer chick doing blow and navigating today's tragically emasculated hipster male landscape all while writing or failing to write the new Graduate. Or succeeding. Hollywood is a BUSINESS. Happy endings sell. But it could be about like our generation. The creative class doing drugs, and Michael Cera could be Dustin Hoffman's character. Oh, Adaptation.

3. Some webisode idea. Or online novel. Or something internet. Just read a blurb on this guy i know who started some rap lyrics explanation website like treating rap like deep, complicated poetry / lit. My friend Katie blew him a few weeks ago not knowing he'd just eaten a shit-ton of asparagus. Eww. He didn't reciprocate and didn't call her back. She's a fucking mess. Honestly don't blame him. I think he's making money. Internet shit is like kind of passe but that could be the irony. Like getting into the webisode game too late. Citizen Kane all overly ambitious style but webisodes.

4. I went to Wesleyan. Something about college and life. Maybe a TV show. Like Felicity but with a group of girls who are real and have sex and have breakdowns and get internships for Wes Anderson in paris and do coke but still have classes.

5. People love their animals, right? Something with pets.

7. I need to get fucked.

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