Posts Tagged ‘Damages

30
Jul
08

The Most Dangerous Script in Hollywood

The red journal.I spent the first five years of the millennium on a therapist’s couch: a noisy, brown leather one that always left my ass damp from sweat. When I told Dr. S that I’d been molested, survived it sane, vanquished my molester, and written a musical about it, she didn’t bat an eye. “What better way to deal with really difficult material than to soften it with levity and music?” she quipped.

It made perfect sense to her just as it had made perfect sense to me when I wrote it. Happy or sad or angry, or peaceful, we usually choose a soundtrack to help us channel those emotions, or to soften their blow. That’s why there are break up songs and mix tapes.

That’s what I’ve done with Damages. I’ve used the operatic style of 13 mostly lesser-known Queen songs to convey some of the best and worst days of my life. In fact, the bounciest song in the soundtrack is sung at easily the darkest and most crucial moments. It’s not just irony, it is the remedy of light into darkness that placed it there; it’s also that contrast that makes it rightfully disturbing.

Continue reading ‘The Most Dangerous Script in Hollywood’

04
Apr
08

From the Edge of 17 to the Edge of 40

bphs.jpgI graduated from high school just a month or so after my 17th birthday. I felt as if life would never begin. I have always been impatient that way. I couldn’t imagine 30, much less 40.

In my delusional 20s, I was certain I’d make a dramatic splash of James Dean proportions, somehow leaving a lasting legacy and a beautiful corpse. I stopped dating girls, stopped fooling myself, and stopped lying to my family about being gay. I cheated on a good boyfriend. Mom beat colon cancer and it just seemed like some surreal role she was playing to increase her range. We all knew she’d kick it. Continue reading ‘From the Edge of 17 to the Edge of 40’

13
Feb
08

My Screenplay: Damages, A Rock Opera

The red journal.With the WGA strike ending, the heat is back up on my screenplay, Damages.

For those of you who don’t know, Damages is the story of an actress, her teenage son, and the man who molests him, the damages they inflict upon each other, and the path to justice and redemption… told in the style of Moulin Rouge, through 16 songs by Queen.

Yes, it’s autobiographical, with names changed to protect the innocent and guilty alike.

I am fortunate to have a fantastic team behind this project: Amy Schiffman, Larry Taube, and Stafford Arima. Not only are they keen professionals, but dear friends. We share a deep, heartfelt passion for Damages, as many will, and their guidance and encouragement has been invaluable. I love you guys.

Have a taste: fivepages.pdf

17
Apr
06

To Hell Tomorrow

The latest news from the Damages front is that SA’s agent has read it and loves it. He wants to move forward. So, we’re going back to the Producer who referred us to SA in the first place to see if he’s interested in producing now that SA is on board. The next step is getting the two partners of the Production company on board, and then we’ll have a deal, or at least I’ll have an option. For those who don’t know what an option is, it’s an agreement that a company has rights to ‘first crack’ at a project for a given period of time. Once the option expires, if the project isn’t made, the rights revert back to the writer and the project can be optioned again or sold.

All of this could go to hell tomorrow, or not. It’s so important to remember that. I’ll just keep repeating it to myself, but hopefully.

09
Mar
06

The Long Road to the Movie Theater Down the Street

Yesterday I got a call from my agent, Amy. She’s brilliant. She’s been talking to director SA about my screenplay, Damages. Evidently, he loves it. SA’s agent doesn’t yet, because he hasn’t read it, but he will. So far, everyone who has read Damages, has sat down to read ‘some of it’ and then suddenly found themselves at the end, an hour later. In fact, the best compliment it’s been paid was by my potential Producer who said he was traveling, in New York, when he drew a bath, and put Damages into the pile of magazines he would read while soaking. He picked Damages up first, and then found himself an hour later sitting in a cold bath, ‘riveted’, he said. ‘Riveted’. I’ve heard the word a thousand times, but never like that.

So when SA’s agent loves it, and the Producer agrees to it, we’ll meet about rewrites, and about casting. Whom we’d like to approach, etc. That will be fun.

So we continue along the long and winding road that leads, or doesn’t lead, to the movie theater. Hopes are up now. Hopes could be dashed, only to be up again. It’s hard to say where it will lead and when, but like breathing, I can’t live without it.




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