Hello everyone have the opening scenes of a new sitcom I'm working on called The Tragic Comic Conspiracy Files. Your feedback is appreciated and much anticipated.
Brief Summary Of sitcom
The Tragic Comic Conspiracy Files is a sitcom about a character named Leon(Early 30's).Who is still living at home with his rather overbearing mother Sylvia (Mid 50's). He works a dead end job in a music shop with his friends Eric (Early 30's) and Jade (Mid 20's). Leon in many ways is a child locked in an adult's body. This leads him to act impulsively to situations coursing chaos whenever obstacles arise in his life.
Ep 1- File 1256. Piece of Cake
Sadly the day is here again. The day that Leon most fears. His mothers birthday. With little money to get her that expensive present she wishes for. Leon's exploits to resolve the situation lead him to some rather unsavoury situations, a run in with the law and a rather nasty piece of birthday cake.
Main critique points
Do you think that the opening scene is to dark? Would it be better removed altogether, starting from the second or third scene? What do you think of the lines? Are they funny? Do some of them need to be cut or changed?Are there any grammar or punctuation mistakes? Does it have potential and Is it worth carrying on with overall? And of course any other points that would improve my writing.
FADE IN:
INT. DINING ROOM - DREAM SEQUENCE - NIGHT.
We see Leon (Early 30's) strapped to a wooden chair with his eyes closed. The room is badly lit by a single light hanging from the middle of the ceiling. In front of him is a long table covered with rotting meat that is infested with flies and maggots.
In the middle of the table is a rather dirty looking birthday cake. Lying next to it is a chainsaw. Seated at the far end of the table is Leon's mother Sylvia (Early 50's). She looks like she's been dead for quite sometime. She has a party hat on and a white banner rapped around her, with red writing (Possibly Blood) saying birthday girl.
Sitting around her are three rather unhinged looking individuals. A man (Mid 50's) a woman (mid 40's) and a younger man (Early 20's). While they are alive Riga mortise looks like it has set in.They look to be members of an American Hillbilly family. Leon's eyes slowly start to open.
LEON
Who are you guys? (Leans forward squinting) Mother is that you? What have you done to her? (Pause) I must say you've worked wonders.
OLDER CORPSE
Shut your goddamn face boy. Now bring out the presents Sharleen.
The woman walks out of the room then back in holding some presents. She passes them to the older man. Who starts to feel them.
LEON
Do we all get a feel?
He opens up a present revelling a severed leg.
YOUNGER CORPSE
Look it's a severed leg.
LEON
I don't remember seeing that on her birthday list. I think maybe we should return it back to its rightful owner. Is there a receipt?
The older man looks inside the wrapping paper confused. He starts to shake it then looks at the other two.
LEON (CONT'D)
Trust me she'll be down the charity shop with it first thing tomorrow morning.
All three of them look at one another strangely. The older man starts to open the next present. It's another severed leg.
LEON (CONT'D)
It's another severed leg. She now has the set.
The younger man starts to open up the next present.
LEON (CONT'D)
Professor Plum, in the Billiard room with the chainsaw, . Anyone else like to take a wild stab in the dark?
They all look at him smiling.
LEON (CONT'D)
I think I should be more careful with how I phrase things.
He opens up the present. This time it's a severed arm.
LEON (CONT'D)
It's a severed arm. Yep, I think we can see where this is going.
YOUNGER CORPSE
(Looking at female corpse) That's the last of the present's mah.
He starts to rummage through the wrapping paper.
YOUNGER CORPSE (CONT'D)
There's no right arm. (Pointing at Leon) There it is.
OLDER CORPSE
Time to give you're mother her birthday present Son.
LEON
No thanks dad. What if I gave her a big wet birthday kiss instead?
He slowly shakes his head at him. Leon starts to panic. He pulls out his phone and starts to fumble about with it.
LEON (CONT'D)
I'm just visiting fake Body Parts dotcom right now. Hope next day delivery will be OK?
OLDER CORPSE
She don't want no fake shit. She wants the real thing.
LEON
Maybe we should take her silence as a no?
OLDER CORPSE
I say we should take her silence as a yes.
The older man grabs the chainsaw off of the table and starts to walk towards Leon.
LEON
You're going to make an awful mess cutting the cake with that.
INT. LEON'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
Leon wakes up, shooting bolt right up in bed. At the foot of the bed is a strange figure wearing a black robe with a hood up.
LEON
Off out to bingo again mum?
The figure raises its right arm and points at Leon.
HOODED FIGURE
(Deep voice) Cake!
LEON
Bit late for a word association game isn't it?
HOODED FIGURE
(Deep voice) Cake!
LEON
Remember shoulders back, chin forward and really project what your saying across the room. You'll never get that baritone voice you've always desired.
HOODED FIGURE
(Deeper voice) Cake!
LEON
There you go. With a little more practice you'll be filling the Royal Opera House to the rafters.
The figure turns around and opens the bedroom door.
LEON (CONT'D)
Remember practice makes perfect. And what does perfect make?
The figure turns around to face Leon.
HOODED FIGURE
(Deep voice) Cake!
LEON
That's right mother, a big delicious cake. I was going to say millions, but there you go. See you in the morning you mad cow.
The figure closes the door and leaves.
INT. LEON'S MOTHERS HOUSE KITCHEN/ROOM - DAY
Leon is standing on a chair and looking through a cupboard. There are coffee cups out everywhere.
LEON
Have you seen my cup?
SYLVIA (O.V)
What, the one you won for being a mother's biggest disappointment, engraved Leon Thomason born July 12th 1985?
Leon looks annoyed.
LEON
No my favourite cup.
SYLVIA (O.V)
Why do you want that old thing for? No one should ever have to rap their lips around that.
LEON
The same could be said about you.
SYLVIA (O.V)
I heard that.
INTERCUT:
Leon's mother is sitting in the front room eating her breakfast and drinking coffee. Leon pops his head around the front room door.
LEON
Surely you must have noticed that when I have a coffee its always out of my favourite cup?
SYLVIA
You don't think I notice more concerning things. Like my only son is yet to give me grandchildren. He leaves everyday to go to a dead end job and at thirty-two he's still living at home with his mother.
LEON
When you say it like that it does sound a little tragic. Strange, it never sounds quite as bad in my head with all the excuses attached.
She looks toward the room door but Leon has disappeared.
INTERCUT:
Leon is back on the chair again, looking for his cup.
SYLVIA (O.V)
Anyway are you going to be here tonight?
LEON
(Looking confused) Why?
SYLVIA (O.V)
It's my birthday.
LEON
(Mutters) Birthday? So that was what the dream was about last night. And another thing, I would appreciate it if you could refrain from coming into my bedroom, wearing strange clothes and mumbling strange gibberish at me. Leave that to the daytime please.
SYLVIA
I was never in your room last night.
LEON
(Annoyed) Robe, hood, repeatedly mumbling the word cake at me?
SYLVIA
O that reminds me. I must pick up a birthday cake from town today.
Leon shakes his head.
SYLVIA (CONT'D) (O.V)
I'm having friends and family over for a meal to celebrate. It'll give you a chance to meet my new boyfriend.
LEON
I met him last week.
SYLVIA (O.V)
My new boyfriend!
Leon shakes his head.
SYLVIA (CONT'D) (O.V)
You're late for work. It's just gone ten past nine.
LEON
You could have told me. Thanks.
Leon starts to pull all the cups out of the cupboard quickly. At the back is his orange cup.
SYLVIA (O.V)
I presume I'm going to receive my present tonight, am I? (Looking devious) I hope you've got me something nice and expensive Leon?
Leon starts to look worried. He holds up his orange cup and looks at it strangely. He starts to rotate it in his fingers. It reads a mother's biggest disappointment Leon Thomason born July 12th 1985.
His mother walks through into the kitchen holding her coffee cup and breakfast plate. She walks past Leon and smiles at him. Leon looks at the cup again. Then at his mother confused.
END OF SCRIPT