10 August 2006

A 308 word sentence

When you have seen the countless tales of love and romance with continually redundant plots of guy finds girl, guy loses girl, but makes it all up in the end and they live happily ever after; when you have stared, all night, at the horror films with a plethora of monsters, zombies, and daemons that kill, burn, and consume the very flesh of those unfortunate souls who mistakenly cross the ill-doers path of destruction, rage, or revenge; when you have watched the mysterious, puzzling stories of murderers and assassins whose careless error allows their jobs to be discovered, and soon after the chase, are killed or arrested; when you have cheered on every hero in each action flick as they save the day, fight for justice, and laugh in the face of evil, while protecting their most sacred identity, going to a bland job or tiring school, and getting the fiery woman; when you have viewed excessive amounts of wild western movies where cowboys and Indians have at it, and the robbers and bandits are wanted, and the lawless prairies are struck with homicides and deadly epidemics; when you have laughed through cunningly crafted comedies of craziness, stupidity, and clever jokes with an endless quantity of awkward, embarrassing, and painful moments that leave the audience rolling with tears or dully wishing for a fresh riddle; when you have contemplated each psychological or biographical drama that leave you wondering, guessing, questioning the very root meaning of life, love, and death, showing you the depth and complexity of this very reality we each live in then you will know why, as a aspiring filmmaker or even as a seasoned Hollywood professional, it is incredibly hard to conjure up a new, never-been-done-before screenplay that will entertain an America sick of remakes and flops, but this, this is where I come in.