I tried to write something deep this morning. Honest. But just couldn’t. Because I’m currently marinating in a heady mélange of comedic mellifluosity (gags and groaners scribbled on scratch paper). Most of which will end up in the next screenplay draft of my monster movie parody, due to be filmed this year!
I so want to tell you every little thing, but am sworn to secrecy! I can only say that it’s not a spoof of the upcoming mega-budgeted American Godzilla sequel (due next year), but a throw-back to a kinder, gentler time (well, a cheaper one, anyway), the early 1960s. And rather than a $200 million Wow!-generating monster, it features a considerably lower-budget Hah!-generating guy in a rubber suit. On a miniature set. Fighting toy tanks and jets festively strung on strings.
Oh, and along with making people laugh (I hope), it will also make them think (a little).
But mostly laugh.