| I want just five minutes,
just to pitch My killer screenplay for a killer film. The hunt for a serial killer By glamorous profilers, nothing grubby Or exploitive. Some partial nudity, (Only if required). There’ll be a sexy Enigmatic hero. First a - er - sexy Sombre saxophone sighs; on a soccer pitch Lies the first victim. Tasteful nudity Reveals one poignant nipple. Open eyes film Over, dead as moon craters, her grubby Legs disposed like spoons. She was our killer’s Anonymous mouse. Our glamorous killer’s Eyes showed her useless terror. Our sexy Hero runs a slow hand through his grubby Hair (Cares too much to wash.) Things touch fever pitch When the next is abducted. We will film Her wide-eyed writhings. Classy nudity Perhaps. Some brief tenderness; nudity Of course; our hero and his wife. (While killer Stalks a frail, thinly sketched female. We film From his point of view her private sexy Underwear-clad body.) I want this pitch To emphasize our Fincheresque grubby Vision is totally unique. Grubby Walls connote moral decay. Nudity Is not exploitive. Our hero pitches An unorthodox solution. The killer Is secretly his cross-dressing sexy Partner. Twisty eh? Never seen on film. Dressed to Kill? No. Nobody’s heard of that film! (Who remembers the 80s?) In a grubby Climax, the mousy cross-dressing, sexy Basement stalks saxophone solos. Nudity Washes its private underthings. Killer Underwear is arrested. That’s the pitch! Contains grubby scenes of sexy violence. Contains killer nudity and mild scenes of extreme peril. Contains high pitched screams and discarded spoons. |
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