I’m in this year. I was tempted to write a sequel to my historical zombie epic poem, but instead I’m going to finally write a screenplay that I’ve been kicking around for almost a decade.
We start with a montage of Greek frescos, pottery, so on, featuring centaurs in various poses. Narrator-with-deep-meaningful-voice goes on about how in the ancient past, the centaur was a force for good, for justice, for blah blah blah, but they no longer exist, etc, etc.
Then, you see, there’s this guy, twentysomething, Jack, whatever, raising his kid brother Johnny by himself because their parents are dead or whatever. Unimportant! We’re focusing on the big picture here! This guy, Jack, has a nice truck. I mean a REAL nice F350 or something. Johnny turns 15 or so and wants to learn how to drive, but Jack (I’ve got to come up with a better name - ideas?) is reluctant. Eventually he gives in, and we cut to a scene of Johnny behind the wheel, Jack coaching him on what to do.
When SUDDENLY an EVIL BLACK TRUCK comes up from behind and flashes his brights and honks, and Johnny panics! Oh no! Jack tells him to pull over, let the guy pass, don’t get involved in an argument on the road, be a safe driver, and so on, but the EVIL BLACK TRUCK starts ramming them from behind! Johnny panics some more! Their truck is pushed into an intersection and blindsided by an 18-wheeler!
Jack wakes up in the hospital covered by a sheet up to his armpits. A doctor is in the room with him as he comes to. Jack says, “Doc, doc, where’s Johnny, what happened” and the doctor tells him to relax, take it easy, you’re badly hurt, but Jack won’t accept that. Where’s Johnny, he demands! The doctor says, “I’m sorry, but Johnny is dead.”
NOOOOOOOO! Camera pans back, pathos, ethos, logos, this is an Oscar-winning moment.
The doctor says, “But wait, there’s more, you’ve been very badly hurt. We weren’t able to save your legs.” Jack doesn’t care, he’s sobbing into his hands, Johnny’s dead. The doctor continues, “…but we were able to do THIS.”
He throws back the sheet, revealing that Jack’s torso has been grafted onto his truck. He’s become a modern-day centaur… he’s become CEN-TRUCK. And he goes off and fights crime and stuff.
I see two, three movies out of this, easy.