memorial for John M. Ford

The memorial service, reception, and wake for John M. Ford, aka Mike, happens today in Minneapolis, Minnesota; details are here. (Please note that the entry also contains links to the John M. Ford Endowment Fund, (funds go to the Minneapolis Public Library) and the Surgical Transplant Fund- both benefiting organizations which meant a great deal to Mr. Ford, and those close to him.

more six-word stories

"...draw on three. One... two..." *bang*

"Him? The killer? I'm afraid not..."

"Forgot your wards, I see, Potter."

"Disintegration ray? Absurd- that's just a..."

"...America's new leader. Congratulations, Madame President."

"'Lament Configuration'? What does it do...?"

"Rosebud's a sleigh...? You burned it...?"

last scene in search of a movie

40. INT. FILCH’s OFFICE - DAY

We see Filch pick up James's essay and begin to read.

JAMES (VO)
Dear Mr. Filch, we accept the fact
that we had to sacrifice a whole
Saturday in detention for whatever
it was we did wrong. But we think
you're crazy to make an essay
telling you who we think we are.
You see us as you want to see us...
In the simplest terms, in the most
convenient definitions.

CUT TO:
41. EXT. QUIDDITCH PITCH- DAY

We see Sirius walking towards us as James's monologue
continues.

JAMES (VO)
(CONT'D)
But what we found out is that each
one of us is a brain...

LILY (VO)
...and a princess...

REMUS (VO)
...and a werewolf...

SNAPE (VO)
...and a Death Eater...

SIRIUS (VO)
...and a rebel...

James (VO)
Does that answer your question?
Sincerely yours, the Marauders Club.

We see Sirius walking across the Quidditch pitch
as he thrusts his fist into the air in a silent cheer
and freezes there.

(Not certain how I would cast this- Judd Nelson as Sirius? Estevez as James? Robert Downey Jr. as Remus, though, so long as you're casting Americans; Molly Ringwald as Lily, of course. You may not remember Keith Gordon (Christine, Dressed to Kill), but I think he'd make a natural Snape.) Must stop now; all too tempting to write more of this; the dynamics of this group of people locked together for a day (with wands confiscated) are all too interesting. I wonder where Peter was...?