They faced each other; the Fishmonger and the Programmer, waiting for the words to setting in before responding. They were not along, the buzz in the room pried and prodded – wanting to get in – but there was no entry. Nothing would break their concentration, nothing except …. the Stuntman.
From the far side of the room he entered. The Stuntman. He changed everything. The buzz stopped, reality paused, new ideas began to flow.
There we were; after Church, John (the Stuntman) made a special effort to travel in from afar to make the meeting, discussing some new ideas for the Skarlets competition. We have 3.
Just know – for now – that that there will be red boxes, a chase, a theft, special and visual effects.
We have less than a month to film.
Now we need to involve a few more people to participate.
Happy Days.
