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|Posted: Mon Apr 26th, 2010 04:41 pm||
|I've started writing this spoof. Please read and let me know what you think especially if you are familiar with plays like "Bang Bang You're Dead"
An Angst Driven Teenage Social Awareness Play
By Todd Ford
At Rise: A dimly lit blue stage four actors dressed in all black stand lined up along it. Tim is frozen in a dramatic mid walk going toward a case of coke center stage. As each actors speaks they are enveloped in a bright white light (preferably directly from above) causing stark shadows.
I should have seen the signs. It started with an empty can here or there. Then came (she chokes up a little) the cardboard carton. (overdramatically weeping). I should have seen the signs. I should have done something anything. I can’t believe what he’s become and it’s all my fault. All the parents told me it was no big deal. Their kid does Coke all the time. They even said they tried Coke. Why did I listen to them? Why didn’t I take the can from him? His actions crushed my soul like a can and threw it in the recycling bin of darkness.
(Tim dramatically takes a step forward and reaches for the case of Coke)
I can’t forgive him. I tried but I can’t. How could he do this to us? We love him. We’re his family. I tried to stop him. I suggested he take a hit of something less addictive. Cheerwine, Mountain Dew, anything but he said he needed the Coke. He said all the cool kids were doing Coke. He said he could handle it. He even suggested that I try Coke. He said it would blow my mind. I knew we were in trouble when he turned to Coke 0. He said the calories just got in the way of his buzz. How could he. He has a brother who looks up to him, a mother who love him. How could I forgive him he’s become a monster? He just wanders from place to place looking fir his next buzz. Why Tim? Why did you do this to us?
(Tim dramatically takes a coke in his hand and freezes)
(as Tim’s Brother says this line the other three drop character and stare at him)
You hurt me like someone stepping on the soda can of my heart. I felt you size eleven slowly squish and felt the crinkle of the compression. I felt you rip the tab away like you ripped apart our relationship. You drank the soda draining my life. Now I am left empty and shattered on a cold dark street. Cast into the alley like trash.
It was a metaphor. I was trying to explain my feelings.
Actually most of those were similes.
Really? What’s the difference? I never can remember.
Well a simile uses like or as whereas a metaphor….
Tim’s Dad (interrupting)
Enough already. The point is it was rubbish it made no sense.
Tim’s Girlfriend (mooning over Tim’s brother)
I thought it was beautiful.
Tim’s Dad (annoyed)
Whatever let’s just get on with it.
(Tim meanwhile has sat down on the stage clearly bored. The others cough. He suddenly realizes what’s happening and strikes a dramatic pose opening the can)
Tim’s Girlfriend (very dramatically)
Coke (dramatic pause) is (dramatic pause) bad. (falls to the floor as if exhausted)
Yeah, coke is bad.
No deep monologue on how he ruined my life?
Nope. Just coke is bad.
No artful similes or metaphors.
Nope. Just “coke (dramatic pause) is (dramatic pause) bad (falls to floor).
(Tim dramatically drinks from the can. The four dramatically turn to the side of the stage in unison and walk away)
(Tim suddenly stands in the middle of the stage five actor’s stand at various areas of the stage. If possible Tim should be on a box. The lighting should be bright and harsh)
Love that buzz.
You know you need it.
Need that cool condensation in you hand.
(All the actors look angrily at actor 3. They point offstage he leaves dejected)
When you drink a coke….
You’re not thirsty.
When you drink a coke…
You’re wide awake.
When you drink a coke….
Your uhm…uhmm….really really not thirsty.
You talk different.
When you’re buzzed on coke.
You walk different.
When your buzzed on coke.
You piss different.
Well…you know…sometimes it causes kidney stones.
Tim (holding up coke can)
(Lights blackout. Suddenly flashlights flick on one at a time on the influences each holds a shiny can of Coke. They speak in soft hissing tones)
Everyone is doing it Tim. (takes a threatening step forward)
You know you want to. (takes a threatening step forward)
Don’t be a wimp. (takes a threatening step forward.
Cases studies show that one out of five adolescent males will give into suggestive peer pressure which we represent. (takes a threatening step forward)
(The voices continue this chanting come closer and closer and louder and louder with each step forward)
Noooooooo…..who are you guys?
Influence 1 (still hissing)
Influence 2 (still hissing)
Influence 3 (still hissing)
Influence 4 (still hissing)
OK. Well influence. Can I call you influence? What the hell do you want?
Well you see. We are a physical representation of your subconscious. We are here to show the audience how the power of suggestion has clouded your decision making process. We are shown as a nefarious malignant force in order to coerce the audience to not make the same choices you have.
We made you do bad things.
We’re here to scare the shit out of the audience so they won’t do bad things.
OK. Got it.
OK back to work. (pulls out a black trash bag)
What is that?
It’s a trash bag. We are going to put you in it to show a symbolic death caused by your vices. Normally we would use a box but we ran out of time and money hence a trach bag. Any more questions?
Then may we continue.