Short Film

Several years back I wrote some short film scripts, at least my idea of what short films would be like if I wrote them. This is one of them.

SAX STIGMATA
The film begins with rapid jump cuts of passionate lovers having sex. Black screen to lovemaking to black screen to lovemaking, etc. The setting is a simple room.

The room should have muted, dark tones. Maroon sheets, blue walls, purple floors, and so on.

When the woman climaxes a hail of bullets rip the room apart. The Ornette Coleman song “Lonely Woman” plays as the smoke from the gunfire turns into a hazy fog.

Cut to a phone ringing. A young man, in his late 20s, emerges from beneath the sheets of his bed and answers the phone.

Man
Hello.

He mumbles into the phone. There is no voice on the other line. The man stumbles over to his dresser. He smells his dirty clothes. He picks out the cleanest clothes. The man walks over to the corner of the room. Up against the wall leans a Sax case. He opens the case and picks up his horn. He begins playing quick scale runs.

Next we see a woman is bra and panties standing in front of a full length mirror. She is without expression. She runs her hands over her body. In the bottom of the mirror we see the reflection of a sax on the floor in the background.

Cut to a table. The table is in a dark basement. We hear the sound of what most people would recognize as dripping water. Slowly the camera moves in closer to the table to reveal a deck of cards. On the top of the deck is either a Joker or a King face up. The dripping sound is actually blood hitting the cards. The blood drips from an undisclosed location.

Then we see quick shots of various gangster paraphernalia. Things like tommy guns, cocaine, casinos, waterfront docks, expensive clothing, etc.

Cut to a dark apartment. From the inside the camera is facing the blinds. A shadow of a man is seen in perfect silhouette. He is motionless.