— Fiction —A Short Film That Will Be Rated ‘R’, for Nudity, Drug Use, Adult Language, and Excessive Violence, in That Order
FADE IN:
INT. AN APARTMENT - NIGHT
It’s 1985: The place is decorated in hot pink and turquoise. A Garfield telephone is on the desk, beside an unsolved Rubik’s cube. The TV is on mute, and Duran Duran plays on the stereo.
TIFFANY (22, sexy little thing) is naked. She snorts cocaine off a Hello Kitty mirror.
CHAD (22, rugged good looks) walks in. He wears a sports jacket over a T-shirt and no socks.
CHAD
Hey, is that Scarface you’re watching? Turn it up!
He picks up the remote and un-mutes the TV.
AL PACINO (ON TV)
Fuck you!
Tiffany grabs a gun from behind the Garfield telephone and shoots Chad in the face.
FADE OUT.
THE END.
Ray Stillman once killed a man with his bare hands, although he is not one to brag about such things. He is an aspiring screenwriter, an inspiring poet, and a perspiring photographer. Mr. Stillman is an ex-New Yorker who now lives in scenic, sunny, star-saturated Los Angeles, in an apartment building between a bowling alley and a tattoo parlor. He often finds it difficult to resist the urge to ink “Gutter balls” across the knuckles of his left hand. He has made sweet, sweet love with supermodel Heidi Klum many, many times but, again, is not one to brag.