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  • The Loan’s the Thing

    Heh. I had a little brain fart the other day. Brownlee stars in a new short and I knew it was familiar…that’s because it was one of his sketchwar entries from last summer.

    Click here to read “The Loan’s the Thing” and watch below.

  • Peter’s Commentary on the ‘Resolutions’ Edition

    Finally catching up on my Friday Sketch War commentary. This past week, the FSW deadline fell on January second, so we went with the holiday-appropriate theme of “resolutions”.

    This time we had only two entries (*sniff*): this one from me and this one from Mr. Porter.[1] Alas, all the talk from local sketch-comedy types about joining in on this turned out to be just talk. (Ah well. Writing to a weekly deadline is hard work.)

    When I posted my entry, I mentioned on twitter that “I imagine I like [this sketch] better than most folks will”.

    Look, I recognize that this entry is very slight: man climbs mountain, man discovers that it’s now a tourist trap, end scene. But I still think it would play funnier than it reads. This script is more elliptical than usual. Riley talks around the fact that his wife died, probably recently. I don’t explicitly say that Jerry feels awful having to be the guy who reveals it’s no longer “the most secluded place in the world”, or how it breaks the spell of sharing a quiet, profound moment in the middle of nowhere.

    So I think there’s a good scene in there. I’ll bet if I expand it to three minutes or so, it’ll be something worth watching.

    It’s odd how this one came about. For the longest time I had a more straightforward and “think-y” concept for a sketch: a guy had hired somebody to enforce his adherence to a simple resolution (“Don’t eat donuts.”) The button would be a simple loop, where the enforcer’s enforcer came in to enforce the enforcer’s resolution (“Don’t use tasers on clients.”)

    But then I started listening to this song over and over again, which made me think of winter in places that actually have winter, and got me wondering what hiking through the snow might have to do with resolutions. Soon I had dumped my straightforward and promising sketch for this other, quirkier piece — something about a widower climbing a montain — that I felt like I needed to write.

    Mr. Porter’s piece was about angels who worked in a divine division devoted to getting mortals to break their new year’s resolutions. I think that’s a really strong concept, especially since he’s got Clarence (as in “Attaboy, Clarence!”, as in It’s a Wonderful Life), with his newly-acquired wings, as our viewpoint character.

    It stumbles in a few places. The scene’s setup is not in and of itself funny, so it needs to either become funny or become shorter. (I’m guessing the latter, in medias res-ifying route is the easier one.) I would have liked to see a greater variety in the ways the angels are tempting people — if it’s sketch comedy, and I’ve seen one perfectly normal form of temptation, I’m let down if the next form of temptation isn’t a bit batshit and unexpected. Basically, the tempting needs some way to be really funny in and of itself — that’s a good way to make the sketch funnier than just its original premise.

    And then there’s the button. I think I get what Mr. Porter was getting at — George Bailey’s bank got hit by some form of government regulation, and now Clarence is being punished. Or maybe that’s not it at all — I mean, why would Job (blessed man, lived righteously, yada yada) be there?

    So I guess the ‘regulators’ is just a quick one-off joke that’s not related to the sketch? If that’s the case, I’d probably delete it — unrelated material at the very very end only sows confusion (see above).

    No, this scene needs a button that ties in to the scene we’ve seen so far, and somehow cleverly inverts it. And yeah, no idea what that should be — although if Mr. Porter were an utter bastard, then Clarence’s first assignment would be George Bailey, no?

    I dunno. I harp on these flaws because I think the idea is strong, ergo I think there’s a good in scene in there. *shrug*

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    [1] I again took on summary-writing duties.

  • Peter’s Commentary on the ‘Christmas Presents’ Edition

    Still a bit behind in writing commentary on the Friday Sketch War. I thought I’d deliver a few words about the “Christmas Presents” round.

    We’d talked about maybe skipping the 12/26 week of sketchwar, on account of everybody’d be busy with the holidays. But a couple of us believed strongly in the “it’s easier to keep writing than to stop and then start again” school of writing. We compromised by having a week where we just wrote mini-scenes. Two lines of dialog. Like comedy-sketch haiku.

    The results of the “Sketch Skirmish” are here.

    I had fun with my little two-line thing. Given the freedom to toss off anything without worrying about developing it for a few pages, I wound up with the sort of mean-spirited surrealism that characterizes most of the humor in my immediate family. The other two competitors were more talk-y and think-y, which resulted in exchanges that were rather interesting, whereas mine was just a quick, “Wait, what just happened?!”

    All in all, I declare the compromise plan a success. We all were able to throw something together, and we were well-prepared to keep the train going the following week.

  • Peter’s Commentary on the ‘3:34am’ Edition

    Hello — looks like I’ve fallen a bit behind in writing commentary on the Friday Sketch War.

    On December 19th, we all handed in sketches based on the theme “3:34am”. I had suggested “Santa”, “The Recording Studio”, and “3:34am” to Mr. Porter, and he opted for the weird one.[1]

    We had three sketches that week. I wrote this one, Mr. Porter wrote this one, and Mr. Robertson wrote this one. (I also wrote that week’s summary.)

    There is one and only one thing I was happy about with my own sketch. Specifically, I think I hit upon a structure for a comedy sketch that I’d like to use again.

    First, I need to back up and explain: sketches are different from scenes. Scenes are about a character who pursues an objective and overcomes adversity. Sketches are about something funny that happens, something funnier that happens, and then something even funnier that happens. Sure, you can write an amazing miracle-scene that does both, but it’s damn difficult. When scenes try to be sketches, they feel shallow and stupid. When sketches try to be scenes, they feel unfunny and pretentious.

    This structural difference makes scenes rather easy to end: you resolve the central conflict and the scene feels ‘done’. Sketches, on the other hand, are an absolute bear to end. All you have is a chain of funnier and funnier events, but nothing the audience cares about is at stake, so nothing you do will resolve that and make the sketch *feel like* it’s over. The best you can do is just write a hilarious joke, bring the lights down, and move on to the next thing before anybody notices.[2]

    But I think I did something clever with this. I introduced a situation: Sanjay is trying to make a presentation. Then the janitor comes by and interferes in ways that are increasingly wacky. And then the payoff at the end is that you realized the executives are preparing a LARP session. Suddenly the wacky janitor-actions all fit together, and that resolution makes the sketch feel like it’s finished.

    But like I said, that was the *only* thing I liked with that scene.[3] The topic just kicked my ass that week, I ran with the best idea I could cough up, and… meh. None of it made me laugh [4] — unlike my entries the previous two weeks, which had me giggling like mad.

    The previous two weeks were easier to write, too. The tragic thing about sketch-writing is that when I’m writing something funny, the first draft just ‘happens’. When I’m writing something lame, the first draft passes like a recalcitrant kidney stone. This was the latter.

    Anyway, the structure shows promise.

    I was happy to see Mr. Porter trying a “list sketch” this time ’round — I’d given it a shot for the “First Dates” round, and I was curious to see how the other sketchwar types might handle it. Instead of dates going wrong, Mr. Porter has a protagonist (Jared) who keeps getting woken up at 3:34am in various ways.

    I liked that it wasn’t totally a list sketch. It’s not just a list of ways to get woken up, it’s a series of wakings-up in chronological order, so we follow Jared through one damn thing after another, and the sketch has a through-line with Jared getting more and more frustrated.

    I think it generally works. There’s a solid button, with Jared cooped up in a loony bin, but happy.[5] The ‘traveling to various quiet parts of the world’ is a nice way of upping the ante.

    Yet I found myself wishing that the things that went wrong for Jared would get crazier. Basically, I want the audience thinking two things: (1) “Surely *nothing* can go wrong *now*”, and (2) “Oh, god, there’s no *way* he would have thought to guard against *that*!” I think we’ve all had that moment where we’ve made perfect plans to stave off some Horrid Thing That Keeps Going Wrong, and then the universe still finds a way to screw us — so there’s something deeply satsifying about seeing it happen to a protagonist.[6]

    No word from Mr. Robertson about wanting sharp and/or pointy criticism, so I’ll kick back and make a few vague statements. I love the situation: Santa gives up on just knowing which kids are naughty and nice, and commences hard-core interrogations. And turning it political (“I pop down the wrong chimney one night and BOOM! I’m a hostage with a ransom video showing 24/7 on Al Jazeera.”) is perfectly appropriate.

    I think it just needs paring down — sketches longer than a few minutes tend to get stale (y halo thar Saturday Night Live). Go over it, make it two-thirds as long, and it’ll get 50% funnier.

    On a technical note, its prose is too novel-y and needs to be more screenplay-y. Any decent screenwriting book should have pointers about that.

    And that’s it for the 12/19 edition of Friday Sketch War. I am now one week closer to being caught up.

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    [1] Side note: I like this method of picking a topic, though — that is, having several people throw out suggestions and one person pick from those. It makes the eventual topic no one person’s responsibility, and by “responsibility” I mean “fault”, and by “fault”, I mean, “It’s bloody difficult to come up with something funny to say about 3:34am.”

    This way, it’s kind of like giving only one real bullet to a firing squad.

    [2] See also: Monty Python, who almost never ended their scenes, but just segued through from one to the next. Side note: even with comedy sketches that I love, I can rarely remember how they end.

    [3] Okay, and I was happy with the voice for Mr. Abbas.

    [4] Also, this stage direction was ‘for the lose’: “A wall clock tells us it’s 3:34. The darkened windows along the wall tell us it’s 3:34am.” Too precious by half on that bit.

    [5] … though I might have reversed it — shown the clock at the nurse’s station first, *then* revealed happy!Jared in his padded cell.

    [6] It also sets up a game between the audience and the writer — the audience tries to guess how the writer can possibly screw over the hero *now*, right up to the point when the screwing-over transpires.

  • Friday Night Sketch War: Resolutions Edition

    Howdy folks, Peter here.

    Coyote has finally made it back stateside, but apparently he found a stash of something aboard that commandeered Catalina 22-foot sloop. (Ah, the rich — they always keep their exciting pharmaceuticals close at hand.) He’s still a bit how-you-say “altered” this week, but I’m sure once he stops telling his invisible-walrus friend about all the pretty colors he’s smelling, Coyote will be back on sketchwar-summary duty.

    This week, in honor of the (Gregorian) New Year, our topic was “resolutions”, a topic that evidently weakened the resolve of all but two sketch-warriors:

    And lo, the eternal battle continues: stay tuned for next week, when we enter the squared circle of pain with sketches about cartoons!

    As always, Sketch War is open to anyone who wants to participate. All you have to do this week is write a sketch about cartoons and contact us at sketchwar at dreamloom dot com.

  • Resolutions, Inc. – R.A.’s entry

    INT. OFFICE BULLPEN – NIGHT

    Half-height cube walls provide minimal privacy and noise dampening between seat after seat of headset-wearing drones dressed all in white. Except, they’re not drones. They all have angel’s wings. MICHAEL shows CLARENCE the operation.

    MICHAEL

    That’s some nice work you did last Christmas, Clarence, really. We were all very proud to see you finally get your wings.

    CLARENCE

    Thank you, sir. I’ve always wanted to help people. I’m glad I’ll finally be getting my chance.

    MICHAEL

    Oh.

    (Beat)

    What do you know about our division?

    CLARENCE

    St. Peter said he thought this would be a good place for me to start out, to get my toes wet.

    MICHAEL

    You know that the Big Boss works in mysterious ways, right Clarence?

    CLARENCE

    Of course, of course.

    MICHAEL

    His plan is ineffable.

    CLARENCE

    Yes, yes.

    MICHAEL

    Unfathomable.

    CLARENCE

    Michael, dear boy, what are you trying to tell me?

    MICHAEL

    What we do here at Resolutions, Inc. is a little…different. Did you ever make a New Year’s resolution when you were mortal?

    CLARENCE

    Oh yes! Every year I vowed I would take a little of this

    (indicates ample waist)

    off by taking regular constitutionals and eating less of my dear Martha’s food. But her cookery was so good, that by two weeks into the year my resolve was lost.

    MICHAEL

    And that’s what we do here.

    CLARENCE

    Help people stick with their resolutions?

    MICHAEL

    Cause people to break them.

    Michael points to a computer in front of one of the angels. Pictures of foamy mugs of beer, frosty margaritas, and double scotches fill the monitor. ESTELLA, all blond ringlets and cherubic face slides a mouse on the desktop and speaks into her headset.

    ESTELLA

    (Whispering)

    Just one little drink wouldn’t hurt. Two long days without a drop…a little pick-me-up…it’d be like a reward for doing so well…

    Clarence blanches and backs away.

    CLARENCE

    Michael! This is terrible!

    MICHAEL

    Now Clarence, I told you, it’s all in the Big Boss’s plan. Come with me. Let me introduce you to the angel who’ll be training you.

    Michael leads Clarence past more angels at their desks. We catch glimpses of their monitors: devilish desserts and scantily clad women and men dominate. Michael stops behind a bald male angel energetically talking into his headset. His monitor displays a hammock swinging between two trees.

    MALE ANGEL

    (Whispering)

    The gym will be there tomorrow, but this sunny afternoon won’t last forever. Make some lemonade, have some cookies, take a nap.

    The angel clicks his mouse and the monitor changes to show loaves of bread baking in an oven.

    MALE ANGEL (CONT’D)

    (Whispering)

    It’s homemade. One slice won’t hurt. They’re whole grain carbs.

    The angel clicks again and the monitor shows a football game.

    MALE ANGEL (CONT’D)

    (Whispering)

    It’s the playoffs! Your wife will understand. The game’s just too important to miss. You can clean the gutters tomorrow.

    CLARENCE

    I say my good man! How can you do this? Have you no heart?

    The angel faces Clarence…

    MICHAEL

    Clarence, this is our top performer. Job, meet Clarence.

    JOB

    Pleasure. So you’re the new fellow, eh? Nice work on your wing assignment. Shame what happened when the regulators showed up the next day.

    BLACKOUT:

  • Sketch War, "Resolutions" Edition, Peter’s Entry

    Friday Sketch War
    Resolutions Edition
    “Mount Waxahachie”

    FADE IN:

    INT. SNOWY FOREST CLEARING – DAY

    JERRY (20s) sits in a quiet spot in the woods on a cold winter day. He holds a hamburger wrapped in wax paper.

    RILEY (50s) enters, exhausted and weighed down with hiking equipment. He sits and takes in the view.

    JERRY

    Cold for climbing, man.

    RILEY

    Yeah. Every year, January first, Theresa — my wife — she’d resolve to climb Mount Waxahachie. But…

    He shrugs.

    RILEY

    I guess I did this for her.

    JERRY

    Nice.

    RILEY

    She always said it was the most secluded place in the world, even though she’d never seen it.

    JERRY

    Oh. Yeah.

    RILEY

    So you must have climbed up the southeast approach?

    JERRY

    I work at the gift shop. They put in a pretty major road last year.

    O. S. a car RUMBLES BY, HONKING while its passengers HOOT and HOLLER.

    PASSENGER (O.S.)

    Party on Mount Waxahachie!

    Jerry gets up to leave.

    JERRY

    Customers.

    He hands Riley the hamburger.

    JERRY

    My Waxa-burger is still warm.

    He exits.

    Riley peevishly tosses away the burger.

    At the same time, another car RUMBLES PAST O.S.

    PASSENGER #2 (O.S.)

    Don’t litter, old dude!

    Riley gets up and trudges back the way he came.

    FADE OUT.

  • Friday Night Sketch Skirmish: Christmas Presents Edition

    Coyote is indisposed for another week, but he reports back that Turkish prisons are surprisingly easy to escape from and that Mediterranean yachts are surprisingly easy to commandeer, so he’ll be back for wrapups next week.

    This time around: sure it was Christmas, sure we were all busy, but the Sketch War train stops for no holiday! Well, okay, it does slow down a bit — this week we did a one-time only “sketch skirmish” of two-line scenes on the topic “Christmas Presents”.

    Stay tuned for next week, when we ring in the new year with sketches about resolutions!

    As always, Sketch War is open to anyone who wants to participate. All you have to do this week is write a sketch about resolutions and contact us at sketchwar at dreamloom dot com.

  • Christmas Presents Skirmish: The Aftermath of the Magi

    INT. DEPARTMENT STORE – DAY

    JIM YOUNG, in his 20s with sharply creased pants, shiny from too much wear, stands at the RETURNS COUNTER opposite MIRIAM, efficient and professional.

    MIRIAM

    What a lovely story, Mr. Young! So do you want to exchange the chain for a nice hat, or maybe a wig?

    JIM

    Actually, I was wondering if I could get store credit for these combs. I noticed you’ve got Xbox 360s on sale today.

    BLACKOUT:

  • Sketch Skirmish, "Christmas Presents" Edition, Peter’s Entry

    Friday Sketch Skirmish
    Christmas Presents Edition
    “Christmas Presents”

    FADE IN:

    INT. LIVING ROOM – NIGHT

    Christmas tree. Fireplace. Cozy.

    MAN 1 cheerfully hands MAN 2 a wrapped present.

    Man 2 takes it and walks O. S.

    Sounds of unwrapping.

    MAN 2

    Gahhh! Spiders! SPIDERS!!!

    AAAAAHH —

    A door SLAMS.

    MAN 1

    (scoffs)

    Expensive spiders.

    FADE OUT.