Once they got the script, copies were made and distributed. They sent one to Kimberly with a note strongly suggesting she read it pronto. It’s mid-November now, so they were pushing for a read before the holidays. And Kevin tells me he’s coming into New York City the following meet. We’ll make plans to meet up. Style Without Substance was performing in a sketch festival at the West Bank theater.
Style killed that night. “Far away the best of the 4 group/teams on that night.” I didn’t write it down but I remember Kevin spit-balling an idea about a show or movie about a comedy troupe trying to make it. Or, a game show with different troupes performing for a prize. He was ahead of his time, that Kevin Brown.
He also mentioned again that Joel loved the script.
A week later, he calls. He now had read the script and loved it. BUT I might have to tone down my “funny” scene descriptions. Apparently Kevin doesn’t go for tongue-in-cheek, self-deprecating, somewhat mocking humor. I’m making fun of my own script (sez he). That’s not good (sez he anon). There are too many people reading it who might not get it.
EXT. CITY – DAY
So here it is, the first scene of my first big time script. I have to do this right. Okay. A bustling metropolis in winter, teeming will life and prepping for Christmas. Nailed it with atmosphere to spare!
Something like that.
Anyway, Kevin will let me know if it’s a problem (foreshadowing). All valid points. Too bad nobody told me in time. For now, they just have to get Kimberly the executive to lock this down.