March of Pigs (2003)
This is a feature-length screenplay I wrote during my freshman year of college, in room 166 of Andrew Hall, at the University of Colorado at Boulder. It's supposed to be kind of like a stream of consciousness type deal, but I didn't really know anything about human relationships at the time and, as a result, the characters all blow. Read here.
I remember writing most of this in the span of about 4 weeks. I wrote a lot, and feverishly, during that time. Looking at it now, I don’t understand these characters, but the structure of the script I still think is pretty cool (if quite flawed in execution). I may at some point poach the formal ideas I developed in this piece for another project. But, in reading this script again, it is quite clear that, at 18, I had no idea how human people behaved in the world, nor did I know anything at all about love, relationships, or women.
I still have the final scene all cemented in my memory, and choreographed to Rufus Wainwright’s Oh What a World.
This was intended to be the first film in a loose trilogy that I never finished, inspired in part by Faulkner’s Absalom! Absalom!. I think I was going to call it The Crenshaw Cycle. Why? I don’t recall.