Back in 1960, Volkswagens or the people’s car as my father liked to call it, weren’t very common. So many times when we passed another VW bug on the road, we would honk at the other car and almost always, the other vehicle would return the favor. More often than not this method of recognition was initiated by the other driver.
Anyway our little beetle (pre John. Paul, George and Ringo by a year or two) lasted for 100,000 miles at which time my father had a rebuilt engine inserted into the vehicle. Since I had two younger brothers, many times I had to share the back seat, whenever we went somewhere as a family.
Eventually, our little two door was replaced by a station wagon, but the sight of a “bug” on the round, usually triggers of my father, who passed away 15 years ago.
The Fashion Mall on Las Vegas’s famous ‘Strip’ provides the setting for this week’s photo. In this image the same model, is duplicated multiple times to obtain an unusual visual effect, sort of like walking through a house of mirrors. Mirror
For some strange reason, Halloween this year has me down and out in the city of Las Vegas Nevada, though not so down and out that I couldn’t afford a cheap motel room for a week (Vegas has lots of good offers in that category) and a night out on the town on All Hallows Eve. (that was last night Oct. 31) For somebody in my position, the choice is not hard to make….Head straight to Fremont St. in the downtown area and check out all the free shows. This includes the live music shows on stage, the street performers, the light show that comes up every hour from 6 p.m. till midnight and the constant parade of costumed partygoers that roam up and down the wide avenue that has mostly become a pedestrian walkway. And if you get thirsty, you can always go inside and buy a cheap beer. Then there are always the ever-present slot machines, which could conceivably pay for your night out. They almost did for me, but even so I enjoyed the evening thoroughly.
During my night out on the town, I had a lot to celebrate and think about. For during that very afternoon I had received an e-mail
from an interested agent about a screenplay I had written about a year and a half ago and circulated through an equerry service back in May. And the strangest thing about all of this was that the person had a physical address and phone number right here in Las Vegas (Did she know I was in town for a few days?). So without any ado and with much excitement, I e-mailed back a reply complete with a brand new synopsis that I had worked two hours on. Today, I received the bad news, a rather lengthy rejection on why she was passing. Still, the brief rush of excitement made my day and at the same time I was glad I had resisted the urge to contact her directly by phone or personal appearance. (It was very tempting)
Do e-query services work?
I’ll address this issue in more detail later, but my first attempt at this much-frowned-on method of querying
yielded surprisingly good results. Though the inquiries were few and far between, I achieved what I hadn’t been able to do by querying on my own … and that is find some legitimate insiders in the film business to read my screenplays. No offer of representation came with these readings, but my limited success was a big improvement from my own direct query efforts.
Why anyone would become a screenwriter is beyond me. The competition is cutthroat, the clients have too much money and it seems like insiders always have the upper hand. The fact that a few free-spirited and successful screenwriters even exist within the politics and shenanigans of Tinseltown is sheer testimony to human perseverance and the strength of spirit.
One recent film (2009) which suggests that nespotism and in-fighting may not be as bad among Hollywood writers as commonly believed is the very funny Las Vegas romp, called “The Hangover”. If you missed the theatrical release, check out the DVD issue, for it is a great lesson in screenwriting, not to mention good entertainment.
Since the opening scene is pulled from near the end of the movie, most of the movie feature is flashback. This type of literary device has been tried before, but the skill that screenwriters Jon Lucas and Scott Moore (Ghosts of Girlfriends Past) show in their latest endeavor is just one of the reasons to watch this entertaining piece of cinema. By now the premise is well-known, whereabouts three participants of a wild bachelor party come-to on the morning after with several complexing problems to solve besides their Mt. Everest-sized hangover. The foremost question staring them in the face is how did they get so messed up, but also of importance is what has happened to the missing groom. Compounding the issue is why is there a tiger in the bathroom and where did the baby in the closet come from. From this point on the movie becomes an epic journey through Vegas by three young males in search of what really happened.
All in all the movie is a wild, sometimes satirical romp through Vegas, filled with many surprising twists and turns. Check it out, you’ll like it.