Hullo, I imagine its a bit cheeky of a new forum member to ask for a critiquing, but er if anyone could give me some feedback, I would be grateful.
I've written several episodes which I do like (?) but am struggling with this, the first one, which is a shame because I'm guessing the first one is the most important one. 'Square Peggy' is supposed to be a gentle (i.e.not many jokes!) comedy drama.
Here's the opening scene.
Sc. 1 INT. LITERARY AGENTS OFFICE. AFT.
Peggy, a heavy 23 year old, in ill-fitting 'best' clothes, is sitting in an office with agent. Agent, suited male, 50-ish, is on phone.
AGENT
Tell him £1,000,000 or he can
stuff the project
up his arse.
Agent hangs up and grins. He holds Peg's manuscript out, but when she reaches for it, pulls it back.
AGENT
This novel is not going to
change your life.
PEGGY
Who said I want to change my life?
AGENT
You work in a bingo hall, don't you?
PEGGY
(pause)
I want to change my life.
AGENT
Well, this
(He waves the mss around)
has an air of trying too hard.
Like a little doggy standing at a gate
dreaming of freedom.
PEGGY
Oh.
I did try hard.
(pause)
I thought that was a good thing.
AGENT
No one wants to see your tried hard.
(pause)
I can't represent this book.
Peggy nods understandingly.
AGENT cont.
It was sensitive, erudite and eloquent
but its not for us.
PEGGY nodding
I understand...
AGENT
The reason I wanted to meet
you though was
to tell you that it gave me
a massive hard on.
PEGGY
I'm sorry?
AGENT
Don't be sorry.
The sex scenes were sensational.
PEGGY shocked
The sex scenes?
In 'An Armchair with a view
of Autumn Leaves'?
There weren't any!
AGENT
The movement in my trousers didn't
just come from nowhere.
PEGGY
I think you must have
mistaken me for someone else.
AGENT
You're Margaret Feitzer, right?
Known as Peg
PEGGY
Uh huh
AGENT
Then it's no mistake. This...
He opens the manuscript.
AGENT cont.
...bit here. (he points)
I don't think its sticky.
When you wrote
about the woman's fantasies
about the character,
(clicks fingers)
what was his name?
PEGGY
Um...you mean Adam?
AGENT
Yes. Him. The words leapt straight
off the page
and deep into my underpants.
Would you think about doing
more with that?
PEGGY
Leaping into your underpants?
Um, It's very kind of you but...
Agent hands over the manuscript. Peggy warily reaches for it, but he has already taken it back and is stroking it.
AGENT
Have you heard of White Satin?
PEGGY
Are we talking about your
underpants again?
AGENT
Not the material. The White Satin group.
PEGGY
Um yes
AGENT
What do you think of writing for them?
PEGGY (singing hesitantly)
Knights in white satin...
Never reaching the end...
(pause)
Did they not...reach their end?
AGENT
White Satin are a new erotic imprint
for women by women.
They're always looking for fresh,
bright and sexy writers.
PEGGY
I was aiming for something
a bit dark and menacing.
AGENT
You missed. Lower your sights, Peg.
You're more Lemmingway than Hemingway.
10,000 writers can be wrong.
You're not all destined
for literary greatness.
Peggy gets up to go. She reaches for mss. The agent withdraws it but this time, she snatches it.
PEGGY
You've been very kind
but writing sex books is
not what I had in mind.
AGENT
You're a young woman in your prime.
Why so prim?
PEGGY
I want to be a proper writer.
AGENT
Drop the pretentious crap
and give the public what they want.
Proper filth.
Peggy leaves quickly, firmly shutting the door.
AGENT O.O.V
Don't be such a square, Peg.
Look for your hole.
END OF SCENE 1. Cheers for reading.