Sunday, 22 December 2013

Morgue Seduction

This is a short script I had to write for my Screenwriting module at university. The premise was to write a scene about seduction in an inconvenient place. Naturally, I went as low as I could go.

INT. MORGUE - NIGHT

FADE IN.

TOM (25), a student of the dead, enters with his girlfriend colleague HOLLY (25).

TOM carries a CANDLE which acts as the only source of light in the dark room; its grey walls absorbing the light.

The tables are adorned with autopsy tools, such as forceps, chisels and brushes.

The place is empty, save for some CORPSES strewn on tables covered by TARPAULINS.

TOM places the CANDLE on a table, next to a CADAVER.

Their breath can be seen as they talk.

TOM
It's quiet.

HOLLY
Are you sure about this?

TOM
Quite sure.

TOM holds HOLLY around the waist.

TOM
Besides, you've always wanted to do it in a public place. 'It's more kinky', you said.

He kisses her neck.

HOLLY
I didn't mean the morgue of all places. I mean, really! I thought we were leaving through the back entrance into the alleyway.

TOM
(Indicating a corpse)
No, I prefer it here. Besides, I don't think he minds.

HOLLY BREAKS away from TOM'S grasp.

HOLLY
Show some respect!

TOM
Showing respect is my day job.

TOM checks his watch.

TOM (CONT'D)
It is now approximately 6:02PM. We both finished work two minutes ago, so we both should be free for the night.

HOLLY, shaking her head, SHOVES TOM.

HOLLY
Showing respect is not a job, it's simple morality!

TOM smiles.

TOM
Holly, we have no morality, that's why we became undertakers; we make money off of the dead.

HOLLY
Unlike you, my job is just a job, it doesn't inform the rest of my life.

TOM
Are you sure about that? Can you happily watch television without thinking that someone's death has paid for it? We're not going to exploit death here; no, our friends will simply be scene setters.
         
TOM removes the tarpaulin by the CANDLE, revealing the CADAVER of a woman of a similar age to HOLLY.

The CADAVER has long dark hair and a pale skin tone; rigor mortis still affecting the body. It looks vampiric.

TOM grabs the dead woman's hand.

TOM (CONT'D)
Don't you find the dead erotic?

He strokes the hand of the CADAVER.

HOLLY shivers.

TOM (CONT'D)
Utterly helpless as the tides of time and progress bury them.

HOLLY walks towards the door.

TOM runs after her and stops in front of her.

TOM (CONT'D)
Okay, think of it like this. Isn't it poetical that we will create a new life here, in the place of death?

HOLLY
No, Tom, it's sick! Just like you.

TOM
Meaning?

HOLLY
I've learned more about you in these five minutes than I have in five months.

TOM raises his eyebrows.

HOLLY (CONT'D)
You're not the kind person with dark poetry that I thought you were. You're a selfish, amoral sicko who has nothing better to do than seduce people in morgues!

HOLLY again heads for the door.

HOLLY (CONT'D)
It's time I left, Tom.

TOM runs after her and grabs her arm tightly.

TOM
Stay, Holly. Please?

HOLLY
You're hurting me.

TOM lets go reluctantly.

HOLLY (CONT'D)
I'm going. Don't worry, I'm sure a few ladies here would take you up on your offer. You're not interested in me... You're interested in them!

HOLLY exits, SLAMMING the door behind her.

TOM shrugs and uses the candle to light a cigarette and smokes it in long drags, EXHALING audibly.

TOM
(Talking to the CADAVER)
Was it good for you, too?

FADE OUT.

THE END.

Wednesday, 11 December 2013

Why I hate the term 'anti-social behavior'.

Before I start, I want to make clear that I do not condone this behaviour. I think that I make this abundantly clear throughout this piece, but I can imagine some obtuse people would look at the writing at its face-value and not delve into its sub-text.

I fucking hate the term 'anti-social behaviour'. To me it reeks of the over-sanitised, over cautious and over sensitive discourse that infects our culture. Political correctness is a cancer and when it spreads to people who abuse the relative civility of our world, you know it's malignant. I'll expand upon this point later, but for now, let's conjugate the term 'anti-social behaviour', because at its base form, it could mean anything. In its most extreme case, the act of being social, one would assume, is to communicate to a person's fellow peers; he is an extrovert: the life and soul of the party, putting it around more than the bitches' from The Only Way is Essex vaginal draught. In a more subtle case, the act of being sociable can also apply to those with more than one brain-cell. You could be a quiet maladjusted wanker like I am, but you do have the courtesy to talk to others and lend them your ear when shit goes down for them. In essence, the human animal is a social animal. He needs company to sustain his existence, otherwise he'll die broken-hearted. Never mind the trite nonsense that people spew when they say they hate people (for the record, I'm one of those people) because that is to do with taste, not the primeval need for companionship embroidered into our being. I'm waffling now, but to summarise, the act of being social is being aware of other people and conversing with them.

Now, put away all of your preconceptions of what the term 'anti-social' means and analyse it in reference to the previous paragraph. What does 'anti-social' truly mean? It can be something as simple as ignoring someone at a party, for example. Say you're at your friend's house party and your ex-girlfriend arrives, her cheap cologne suffocating you, killing the cells in your throat from one painful popped nucleus to another. She walks up to you and says 'Hi'. You ignore her. You anti-social bastard. In mere semantics, you're now on the same page as those with anti-social orders; you have transgressed societal norms by ignoring an interlocutor, so you're anti-social. I keep using that word because I want to highlight how utterly ridiculous the term is in its common usage. There's a huge difference between ignoring someone and bricking an old woman's windows in yet the two distinct actions can be labelled as 'anti-social'. True, one is a criminal act and the other would just burn social bridges, but the point of the matter is is that these two disparate actions share a unity in that they can be called the same thing. The term 'anti-social' need not exist anyway; the act of ignoring people can be, and generally is, referred to as being rude or ignorant; while the criminal use of the term can be termed 'thuggery' because that's what it is. You and I call thse people thugs; it is only the official people, the ones who do not need to deal with them directly in their daily lives, who call them 'anti-social'.

This goes back to one of the first points I made about political correctness. Why can't the two actions have different terms? In its words, anti-social behaviour just means transgressing what is expected of one in a social situation. While this can be labelled to the criminal act, that of opposing the norms imposed by the law, it is such an understatement. Beating up an old lady is anti-social? Yes, but 'anti-social' doesn't even begin to cover it; it's thuggery or yobbery. Are people afraid of offending these crooks? Don't call them ASBOs, call them thugs because that's what they are. Calling them that will make the lifestyle of an ASBO less attractive to children. As dubious as he may seem, Frankie Boyle hit the nail on the head when he said that ASBOs and Super ASBOs will make children want them because they sound 'cool'. (To me, ASBO sounds like an STD, but that's beside the point). By calling these scum 'thugs', the police can establish a reputation as a non-nonsense organisation not content with prosecuting people under vaguely defined and erroneous terms, but in straight down the line, bullshit-free labels that restore people's confidence in them and deter the would-be criminals; you're no longer the clinical 'ASBO' but the hateful thug. Reserve the 'anti-social' tag to those who are really anti-social; the miserable twats like me who just stand there and never talk to anyone; don't dare compare me to thugs who assault innocents because they too are 'anti-social'.

May be I'm thinking much too deeply about this, but it is an issue for me because I used to be called 'anti-social' as a child because I didn't mix well with others. If I were labelled that today and someone overheard it, they'd mistakenly think that I mug single mothers, not put me in for confidence counselling. It annoys me as a law-abiding citizen that these criminals can be called such a tame term. But what do I know? Words mean nothing after all, they only comprise our language.