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A review of 4/20: The Legend of Mayan Midnightby **DELETED ACCOUNT** on 05/11/2013First of all, this sp is 112 pages not 116, clean up the invisible text in the last four pages. Apologies upfront:This review is bound to be scatterbrained so take it for what it's worth. First impressions, I like your action language and descriptions, it's fresh, unique and entertaining to read, but in some way it may be a bit too much -- consider toning it down now and... read
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A review of Night Owlsby **DELETED ACCOUNT** on 04/23/2013The best thing about this story is the intrigue that it has. It's just two men meeting on a path in the night and having a bit of a chat, yet I had to know what the resolution of the story would be. It was simple, but the concept seemed quite unique to me. The characters were interesting and the dialogue was alright - realistic but not brilliant. Although the concluding few... read
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A review of Idyll Isles - Harbingerby **DELETED ACCOUNT** on 03/26/2013I found you script to be fantastic. I couldn't believe how flowing and satisfying your action scenes were. I fail at them all the time so to see yours was wonderful. All of your characters are great. But I did have some reservations with the protagonist and others. I felt that in the first 10 pages, I wasn't connecting with the character. Maybe rework the scenes so I feel... read
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I hope challenged reviews from deleted accounts are automatically axed at the HOJ. No hit and run reviews (or hit and puff up reviews) should be allowed on the site.
+ more commentsBuchu on 07/07/2012
1. Don't snort or drink or shoot a bunch of stimulants before you review. Seriously.
2. Maybe, you know, try not to come off as the supreme authority on screenwriting... even if you are some hot shizz.... cool it. Arrogance is a real ugly trait.
3. Ever hear of innovation? Sometimes it's ok to break the rules.... try reading the WHOLE screenplay, and then decide if it's really worth it to criticize the heck outta the poor writer for having a touch of camera direction or cliched dialogue.
**DELETED ACCOUNT** on 10/19/2009
There is no grief in language
when you’re stricken, cast down,
changes silhouette past silence
pausing sullenly through the
echoing corridors of my mind.
Torn posters without poetry,
without song, without love,
face hopes and fears in the mirrors
of pain; and his sex hangs unhidden,
and his metal heart sweeps though
abandoned philosophy as the curtain
closes on the sensual train.
I want repetition of song, recollection
in truth; to create from the oblique,
denying the erotic, an obeisance to
the power it steals from those of us
who can’t find anything to live for,
but everything to die for. Cast not your
demons of treachery, tears, anger, and
betrayal on me; the elevator is rising.
There’s fumbled endorphins offered
up as a cocktail with some really good
whiskey and meth cocaine. Smell the
lily and the rose,
let the bricks soften to deep greens,
let God speak austere though vacant
fields while you grow stillborn
through drugs so sweet. Let the
suicide take on it’s own craft and magic,
as day light comes and a stranger’s face
brings forgiveness; blooming, blooming,
in the scent of your sweet blood. Your rib
is gone, son of Adam and He shall
have her heart; lowered lids expand as
they rise in total annihilation. Tick tock.
White roses growing in the corner,
lilies dead on the sidewalk.
**DELETED ACCOUNT** on 01/30/2009