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Little did I know the guy from Freestyle Love Supreme, Lin-Manuel Miranda, had beat me to it, single-handedly producing the winningest musical of all time—2015’s Hamilton—the now-iconic archetype of a rap-centric historical biopic.
The second half of a list of a bunch of ideas I had for movies, though more thought-out than the usual fare and far less in number.
The first half of a list of a bunch of ideas I had for movies, though more thought-out than the usual fare and far less in number.
This one time, I had the itch to make different kinds of album covers. There’s nothing more to it.
I’m a glutton for “wanting to retell historical stories in the form of biopics and miniseries” but, since I don’t have access to a production studio and Scrooge McDuck’s doubloon vault, just wait for the inevitable podcast series on the topic. Anyway, here are some of those.
The ‘urban’ park, combining city atmospheres with different decades in easily-divided slices of the pie, united by a peoplemover system that weaves through the radial time-zones.
Random moments or characters or lines that could “totally go” into a movie, but with far less form or tact than the similar-styled lists with these kinds of ideas in them.
Wan Shi Tong's Library (subterranean, owl-fleeing dark ride), Omashu mail chutes (embedded high-speed steel coaster), Foggy Bottom Swamp (hickish flume ride), Boiling Rock (prison break splashdown)…
I’m just out here trying to bring Robert Moses, Stephen Glass, a Bosnian couple, Jerry Springer’s bodyguards, the 1975 MobileLand Conference, two Dnepropetrovsk maniacs, the Harvey’s Resort Hotel bombing, King Arthur, a Czech Olympian runner, a string of Borscht Belt comedians, fake competition shows, real drug dealers, quality parodies of horror movies, and the hot, vengeful breath of Neanderthal zombies to the big or small screen.
The Great Lakes area (1970-1995) features a record store with the classics of disco, punk, R&B, soul, pop, new wave, heavy metal, grunge, alt rock, etcetera—and there’s an adjoining laundromat where the glass faces of the washing machines are all playing music videos from different eras and genres, with parabolic loudspeakers overhead to sync the songs to their particular acoustic areas.
Two friends and I exchanged “secondary objectives” for each other to complete during the span of their “Main Quest” a.k.a. their life.
The Great War area features laser tag in a maze of WWI trenches, with large opposing teams and bouts of rolling fog simulating chlorine gas.
Twilight Zone-inspired short film about an immeasurable responsibility falling into the laps of two passers-by.
Phoenicians, Egyptians, Priests, Gutenberg, colonial pamphlets, newspapers, newsboys, Woodward & Bernstein, the 24-hour news cycle, dissemination and tribalism on the internet, the eternal battle of truth against lies, etcetera.
At the antique televisions and radios are buttons to activate the replaying of old songs, news reports and news reels, commercials, shows, and political ads.
A walkthrough attraction exploring Aztec ruins, full of treasure, traps, thrills, and displays of architecture and history. For instance, step on pressure plates in a hallway and they trigger “poison darts” (puffs of pressurized air to blast you, as if you’re being shot at). The story unfolds at your walking pace.
An excessively long list of ideas I had for short films, during a period where the ‘short’ medium had a lot of my attention. (Part 6 of 6.)
An excessively long list of ideas I had for short films, during a period where the ‘short’ medium had a lot of my attention. (Part 5 of 6.)