Wanted: The Abridged Script

Hey y'all.

I am in love with the website The Editing Room and it's editor Rod Hilton. The script below is for you.

By: Rod Hilton on Aug 5th, 2008 Movie Rating: 2.5 stars out of 5 stars

FADE IN:

INT. OFFICE

JAMES MCAVOY adds numbers using EXCEL and whines incessantly in voiceover.

JAMES MCAVOY (V.O.)
Hi. My name is James McAvoy. I’m a boring loser who has a full-time job, which apparently is beneath me even though everyone else has to do it without being a whiny little bitch.

(pause)

Oh look, here comes my obnoxious, cuckolding best friend. He epitomizes the exact type of macho idiot that enjoys movies like this one, so the fact that he’s portrayed as an asshole is something of an embarrassing irony.

CHRIS PRATT
Hey man! I just drank Red Bull out of your girlfriend’s vagina, it was awesome! So what’s going on with you?

JAMES MCAVOY
Nothing much. I was just searching for my own name in Google and getting no results.

CHRIS PRATT
No results at all? Like not even for any of the other thousands of people with the same name as you? “Johnny McSkidmarks” gives me three hits, and I just made that up.

JAMES MCAVOY
Yeah, I’m like a black hole of failure. I sure hope that it turns out I’m actually the heir to an ancient society that needs me so that I can leave this well-paying, white-collar, air-conditioned office job that most people would kill to have.

For the rest of the movie, FIGHT CLUB happens, but with BULLETS.

INT. CONVENIENCE STORE

JAMES purchases some anti-anxiety medication when suddenly he is approached by ANGELINA JOLIE’S LIPS.

ANGELINA JOLIE’S LIPS
James, it just so happens that your father was a member of a secret organization, which we will now make you a part of, just as soon as we have a poorly directed gunfight with Thomas Kretschmann, the guy who killed your dad.

JAMES MCAVOY
I want nothing to do with any of this.

(pause)

I’m ready now, when do I start killing people?

They shoot GUNS and discharge STYLE. Various amounts of BRAIN are splattered all over the camera lens.

JAMES MCAVOY
Holy shit, this movie is gratuitously violent. Did someone just take the screenplay to a porno and replace the words “cock” with “gun” and “semen” with “blood”?

ANGELINA JOLIE’S LIPS
Don’t be an idiot. There’s no way this movie had as much of a screenplay as your average porn.

They narrowly escape THOMAS KRETSCHMANN. ANGELIA JOLIE’S LIPS try to take JAMES to the SECRET SOCIETY HIDEOUT, but all of the studio’s sets are being used by better movies so they settle on an old TEXTILE MILL SET instead.

INT. TEXTILE MILL

JAMES meets MORGAN FREEMAN.

MORGAN FREEMAN
Let’s make this quick, I’ve got 20 minutes before I have to get back to the Dark Knight set.

JAMES MCAVOY
So, you’re a secret society of supervillians based on famous DC Comics rogues and you need me to help you in your nefarious plot to keep the world in a state of chaos and war?

MORGAN FREEMAN
What? No, you’re thinking of the comic book. We just kept the title and two character names from that best-selling piece of shit. We’re assassins that take lives in order to save thousands more.

JAMES MCAVOY
How do you decide who kill?

MORGAN FREEMAN
We have a Loom of Fate. It’s an actual Loom. And it encodes the names of our targets in binary when it stitches fabric. Seriously. This is actually in the movie.

JAMES MCAVOY
What the hell do you do when two people have the same name? And is every target in NY, or is that just luck?

MORGAN FREEMAN
Look, I gotta run. The deal is, you have the ability to accelerate your heart rate so that you can rape the laws of physics, curve bullets, jump 400 feet out of windows, flip cars, and even shoot the wings off of flies.

JAMES MCAVOY
Shoot the wings off of flies? Are action movies just running out of ways to outdo each other? Where else is there to go after shooting the wings off of flies? What’s the next preposterous action movie going to have, people shooting bullets into each other’s bullets?

MORGAN FREEMAN
Hey, good idea! You can do that with the heart rate thing too.

JAMES MCAVOY
Christ, at least Neo’s excuse was that he was inside the Matrix.

ANGELINA JOLIE’S LIPS
We’re now going to train you to be an assassin by treating you like shit and beating the living snot out of you for no clear reason.

She DOES. Once the SECRET SOCIETY finishes beating JAMES within an inch of his life, he realizes they are his TRUE FRIENDS. They go ASSASSINATE random PEOPLE using SPECIAL EFFECTS.

JAMES MCAVOY
Cool! My increased heart rate has let me travel back in time to 1999 when stylized slow motion gunfights could pass for entertainment!

ANGELINA JOLIE’S LIPS
The Loom of Fate says it’s time for you to kill Thomas Kretschmann.

JAMES MCAVOY
Alright! Did I get any advice on ideal murder weapons from the Scarf of Doom?

ANGELINA and JAMES travel to find THOMAS on a TRAIN. They BATTLE and eventually JAMES shoots THOMAS.

THOMAS KRETSCHMANN
Everything they told you was a lie. I’m your father.

JAMES MCAVOY
Why the fuck didn’t you tell me that like a billion scenes ago?

THOMAS KRETSCHMANN
Because I only got paid for two speaking lines. Urk!

(dies)

JAMES travels back to the TEXTILE MILL to confront MORGAN FREEMAN.

JAMES MCAVOY
Thomas Darth Vadered me. Is he really my father?

MORGAN FREEMAN
Sure, I can make you a suit that lets you turn your head. Wait, what movie is this? Shit, I’m still in this thing? Somebody shoot this motherfucker!

JAMES MCAVOY
How sad is it that the most entertaining part of this movie is hearing wise old grandpa Morgan Freeman say the word ‘fuck’?

ANGELINA JOLIE’S LIPS
Hey, don’t forget about me showing my naked ass gratuitously.

They have a SHOOTOUT but MORGAN doesn’t die, so they have another SHOOTOUT where he DOES.

JAMES MCAVOY (V.O.)
…and that’s the story of how I brutally slaughtered a shitload of people, which prevented me from being a pussy like you. What the fuck have you done lately?

AUDIENCE
Um, you mean besides wasting 8 bucks watching Fight Club and The Matrix have a miscarriage together? Nothing, I guess.

END

Of really cool hotels and the pirates who wish they lived in them.

My blog post title has very little to do with this post actually, just thought I should warn you.
I had a very exciting weekend and I will begin to fill you in on it, forthwith. On Thursday (because for those of us who have no jobs, that is when our weekends start), I went bowling and totally SUCKED!!! at it. Like there is no excuse for how bad I was. I must say though, I wasn't as bad as some people. I then went for rock night and remembered how much I had abandoned my Rock Night Chronicles. Went home early and on Friday went and had pork and then went to Fat Boys (I know, you can always find me there) and I had the time of my life. I drunk so much and somehow survived getting drunk till Saturday morning. I woke up Saturday morning, totally sozzled. How the hell does that happen? Anyway, I fall asleep in the afternoon and wake up at 6 with a massive hangover yet I had to go out again. So I shower and get dressed. I had been looking forward to debuting this pair of awesome boots I just got and how better to do this than to wear them with the shortes skirt imaginable. I don't usually wear short skirts and I felt this skirt was really short but the guys I ran into did not agree with this. Anyway, I went to Efendy's, the Turkish restaurant, then to Bubbles then to Fat Boys again. I went to bed at 6 knowing full well I had to be up by 9 on Sunday morning. I didn't drink though, the massive hangover wouldn't let me. Anyway, I set my alarm but before that I set my clock. So on sunday, my alarm goes off and I turn it off and I wake up a 9.30. This is bad, because I was supposed to meet someone at the Cinema at 9.30 so we could catch an early showing of Pirates 3, which I had been dying to watch and had to watch this early show because this someone was going out of town at 3pm. So I give the situation the adequate amount of panic and do everything double time. Good thing I had had the forethought to oick out my outfit before I slept (sobriety rocks). After getting into a panic, I pass by the kitchen for a glass of water and when I look at the clock in the kitchen, the time is 8.30. Turn out I had set my clock wrong. Anyway, we then had time to have breakfast, watch the movie and have lunch before he had to go back. I get home, thinking I am going to get some sleep, and I find we have to go see my sister, it's her V.D (visitation day not venereal disease).
Pirates 3 was awesome, don't let my love of Spiderman 3 lead you to believe I have clouded judgement. Pirates was a really good movie, highly recommended. WATCH IT!!!
Now I am at the Serena Hotel doing a kyeyo and having awesome lunch. I just had wonderful soup, salad, a main course consisting of lasagna (who serves lasagna?) and some really awesome desert, all of which I managed to wolf down in about 2 minutes because I had to be back at my post.
I also had 2 job interviews yesterday that I think went pretty well, so keep your fingers crossed.
... and I'm out.

Even More Culture.

On Sunday, Carlo (my culture buddy) and I went to La Bonita to watch 'The Nutcracker - Sweet Dreams, an African Twist' a ballet performed by The Kampala Ballet and Modern Dance School. It was something else, I must say. There was this one girl, the main one in the ballet who gets the nutcracker that was an awesome dancer and who so reminded me of Carlo, she had her if about her.

Before that in the day, I had gone walking. I got there right on time and I hadn't been sitting long when it was time to set off. I took a few pictures of the magnitude of people that were there but I can't upload them coz I don't have a data cable for my Nokia 6020. Anyway, I ran into a cousin of mine I hadn't seen in ages, maybe 3 years and we did the walk together in exactly 1 hour. We were so proud of ourselves. For those of you not in the know, we walked from the Kololo Airstrip down through Wampewo Avenue to the Celtel building onto Jinja Road to Kampala Road up to the Sheraton then onto Ternan Avenue to Fairway hotel, Acacia Avenue, Upper Kololo back to the Airstrip which is about 8 Kilometres. My ass is still hurting, I mean of all the places to hurt, it's going to be my ass.

Turns out I won't be blogging as frequently, I was fired. I know, someone as awesome as me!? The guy I was working for thought the other chic I was working with was better suited for the job (it helped that she was white).

I WATCHED SPIDERMAN 3 and loved it. I loved every single bit of it, the make up, the costumes, the plot, the villains, honestly, what wasn't to like? I can't wait for Pirates of the Carribean 3.

See you all at the new inproved BHH, can't wait for it. Ciao.