Funeral for a Busty Coed
…is the working title of the horror film screenplay I’m writing. Through a series of gruesome surrealistic flashbacks, audiences learn the shocking circumstances surrounding the gratuitously violent dismemberment of a screaming busty coed with chainsaws, an electric hedge trimmer and an assortment of rusty garden tools by a facially deformed humpbacked dwarf constantly bellowing demented crackpot alien-conspiracy-theory nonsense about malevolent technologically advanced Zeta Reticulans and brazenly snorting large quantities of cocaine off a dead circus clown’s dick. In other words: See you at the Oscars, baby.











