Genre : Suspense/Comedy

Per Spec.


Synopsis: A few years after 9/11, a couple of human beings still question the meaning of life, especially on weekends. But at once, something unexpected occurs and they have to rethink all their plans. In addition, it could be that one of them is in fact a double agent.


Immediate landscape: Rob, Christy, and a tree.
There is a law according to which, there is a tacit rule according to which. Blurry is fuzzier than ever, Rob is sweating heavily. By the river there is a pond.

Can one circumvent, can one side-kick? By the river there is a pond and a tree.

Intermediate landscape: Rob and Christy are surrounded by pictures. Right behind them, there is a picture of a tree.
A silver membership into a forest of pictures, rivers and ponds, five pounds a visit, at least roughly.

In certain places it is commonly understood that certain feelings must not be displayed conspicuously. Down by the river, down at the mall. Soon it will be time for one last supper.

Proximate landscape: cabs and farewells, dragons and whores, a hotdog and a free stamp right by the dried-out pond.

See to it that things happen as they should, I dare you fancy companion. And let me circle back to the very beginning, let me double-check.

How trees look like depends on the season and on whether they grew or were just photographed. With a pair of glasses all trees look alike or the same.

That is to say, unless you know damn well which filters the cameraman used, you’d better keep quiet and dance along.

Distant landscape: What happens in the city stays in the city.

Distant landscape: The city looks gigantic and loud because so many people in it keep talking all the time. If she stood further away would she keep hearing them?

Rob and Christy began to notice the observer, or at least the observer thought that they might.

Forgotten landscape: What a spectacle, clearly you need a pair to endure it. Bubbles and whores, ponds and heavens.

A tree immune to thunder and lightning is no business for a corporation like us. Make sure to cancel all related appointments with third parties.

Immediate plan: Take me to the city, show me stuff you like. If we can share at least two things, it will mean that we have things in common.

Distant plan: While it is difficult to make such generalizations, it turns out that most of the time, our plans really fail. The observer must have forgotten about plans, or stopped making them at least.

Plan: No plan. Landscape: No landscape.

Let there be light and fiction, stories good and bad so we can tell the difference swiftly.

A nutshell for an epiphany, a tooth for a tooth. Behind the tree there is another tree.


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