Some time back, I posted a Fancast for a movie based on a show named "Futurama". If you haven't seen it, you need too. Google it.
For those who have seen Futurama, here is the fancast.
http://comicbookmovie.com/fansites/NewsGhost/news/?a=25785
Now, I am close to completing my actual script for this film adaptation that I have envisioned. Here is a preview, especially for my CBM buddies.
“FUTURAMA”
OPENING SCENE/CREDITS
Fade in
EXT. OUTER SPACE
The opening shot is outer space. Earth is in the distance. The view is zooming through space at an incredible pace. In between intervals of a few seconds, the opening credits/cast list is shown along with close-up shots of a bicycle being pedaled rapidly down a city sidewalk. Each shot reveals more of the rider. The view gets closer and closer to Earth until it zooms in on New York City.
CUT TO:
INT. NEW YORK CITY -- MR. PANNUCCI’S PIZZA -- NIGHTTIME, DEC. 31, 1999
Phillip J. Fry is a pizza delivery boy in New York City. It is the eve of the new year, 2000, and he is working a late shift. He is goofing off at work during the last hour or so of his shift. He is playing an arcade game in the lobby when his boss calls him.
PANNUCCI
Yo Fry, you’sa gots one last call for the night!
Fry is not paying attention, he’s about to beat his high score. His boss peeps his head up from around the kitchen corner.
PANNUCCI (CONT’D)
(Heavy accent)
Hey! Slacker!
Fry is playing his game, and it’s getting intense.
PANNUCCI (CONT’D)
YO! FRY MAN!
“Losing sounds” on arcade game.
FRY
Awwww!!! Man Mr. Pannucci, I was about to beat my high score!
PANNUCCI
Hey Fry?
(Sympathetically)
FRY
Yeah?
PANNUCCI
I don’t give a crap.
(Hands over box of Pizza)
Take this to, uhhh,
(reading slip on box)
Applied Cryogenics, it’s east a few blocks, you can’t miss it.
Fry takes the box with a pouting face on. He starts for the door.
PANNUCCI (CONT’D)
Hey Fry!
Fry looks over his shoulder.
PANNUCCI (CONT’D)
Don’t eat any of the pizza. I’ve been gettin’ complaints from some of the customers.
Fry starts for the door again.
PANNUCCI (CONT’D)
Yo yo yo Fry man!
Fry looks over his shoulder, annoyed.
PANNUCCI (CONT’D)
Don’t...be...late!
(pointing a stubby finger)
No more free pizzas!
FRY
Oooooh kay Mr. Pannucci.
CUT TO:
EXT. NEW YORK CITY
Fry pulls his bike from around the corner, straps on a helmet, and takes off. He pedals like the wind and barely pays attention to what he is doing. The pizza is holding on for dear life.
Soundtrack: “Out of Time” by Pretty Lights
Fry is riding as fast as he can. The city is bustling with excitement. He nearly gets run over as he weaves through traffic like a maniac. As he’s riding by, he stops for a moment at a red light. A voice from an adjacent car speaks to him. It’s Fry’s girlfriend, and she’s in a shiny convertible with another man.
MICHELLE
Fry?
Fry looks over in surprise. He is shocked to see her. He shuffles his helmet nervously.
FRY
Oh -- Uhh - Michelle! Uh, fancy seeing you here?
Michelle looks at him with a cockemammy attitude.
MICHELLE
Fry...look, I was gonna tell you later. I left your stuff out on the porch. You’re moving out.
FRY
I’m...moving out?
MICHELLE
Yeah...we’re over!
The guy in the car with her, Constantine, swoops over her shoulder and grins at Fry like an idiot.
CONSTANTINE
Yeah bud! I’m taking over from here. No hard feelings?
Fry is obviously heartbroken, but too dumb to fight back.
FRY
Oh...yeah...no hard feelings bud...
The light changes to green. Michelle grimaces as they drive off. Fry waves disheartedly. He watches Constantine speed off, weaving through traffic. Fry begins to tear up, as if to cry.
FRY (CONT’D)
I hate my life...
Fry pedals furiously down the sidewalk now, repeating to himself:
FRY (CONT’D)
I hate my life, I hate my life, I hate my life, I hate my life
CUT TO:
INT. APPLIED CRYOGENICS
Fry pulls his bike up to the steps of the unassuming office building. He drops it on the sidewalk and drops his helmet. He doesn’t care if somebody steals it. As he’s goes inside and takes a flight of stairs, a man calls to him from outside the front door. Fry looks outside from the stairwell.
MAN OUTSIDE
Happy New Year!
The man takes Fry’s bike and rides off with it. Fry sighs and goes back up the stairwell.
CUT TO:
INT. HALLWAY WITH CRYOGENICS CHAMBER
Fry finds a doorway in the hallway with a tag on the door that says, “Applied Cryogenics”. He knocks on the door.
FRY
Pizza Delivery, Mr. Pannucci’s...pizza?
The door swings open; the door wasn’t closed. Fry enters cautiously, and sees that nobody is there. He sits the pizza down on a table near some cryogenic freezing tanks. Sighing, he rips the order form off of the pizza box. It reads like a normal receipt, until he flips it over and reads, “To I.C. Weiner”.
FRY (CONT’D)
I. C. Weiner? Awww man....
He drops the order form and lets it fall to the floor. Disgusted, he rips a chair from out under the table and plops down in it. He slides his backpack from off his back, and zips it open. He pulls a lukewarm beer out of it, and props his feet up on the table. Cracking open the beer, he listens to the sound of people outside cheering for the new year. Fry’s takes a long and hard look at the pizza box, the beer, and out the window. His eyes are sad.
FRY (CONT’D)
Well, here’s to another lousy millenium.
Fry picks up a Party Horn from out his pocket, sticks it in his mouth, and blows it. The chair rocks a little bit, but he doesn’t notice. The world outside is counting down to one. He blows it again, and the chair rocks. Right when the countdown gets to two, and then one, he blows the horn really really hard. This puts him off balance, and he flips over. He rolls into a cryogenic chamber, and the door shuts. He panics for a moment, and then is frozen.
TIMER ON CRYOGENIC CHAMBER
The timer reads “1000 Years -- Locking...” and then “Locked.”, blinking.
FADE TO BLACK.
THE TITLE, “FUTURAMA”
Let me know what you guys think. A website about screenwriting told me that I should be proud of my work, and that Networking is one of the most important things I can do to promote my work. I know most fans of Futurama would probably be completely and utterly against a film adaptation, but I think it could turn out to be movie-magic if done right.