Write, stage and film a "Western Bollywood" movie

If we all get reinvigorated, I’m in! I’m list-trimming today so I thought I would table this until we’re less busy with other goals and projects.

that I’ll write my silly little wrists off on a goal if it captures my attention, so I just wanted to let you know I’m not filling this one with entries because I want to make sure it’s truly collaborative.

That said, we’ve gotten them to meet. I think a scene showing Hero’s working would give us lots of opportunities to dance around a worksite, show that he’s poor but noble and, of course, see some muscles. I’m sure Shelly will come up with a great setting/job. Perhaps BA sees him working while out sketching? We need them to fall in love, after all, now that they’re interested. Fall so madly that they immediately think of marriage. Then we’ll need a way for her family to discover and disapprove. Could be a different scene or the end of this one, if someone in the family sees them together. I’ve always liked a good interruption where they dance blissfully right into the disapproving face of a relative and then there’s shock, protestations, and such.

Gotta work the bars in somehow, too. Those color-coordinated patrons are too good to abandon.

I’d love to help. LETS DO IT. Can Naveen Andrews play the lead?

the main characters have met in an implausibly romantic way. Now, to my mind, we need an occupation for the hero that will bring him into contact with the beautiful artist heroine. The easiest way would be for BA (beautiful artist) to be shown helping her best friend with wedding preparations. Her friend will be going on and on about fabrics and food and decorations and what sort of animal she should ride to the wedding (white horse? elephant? tame tiger?). We meet the Flirty wedding planner at this point, too. This gives us a chance for BA to sing a moving song about how she wants to find a boy but a special boy, one who understands her need to be an artist. I’m seeing the fabric sellers shaking out gorgeous bolts of fabric behind her as she sings, so she’s walking amongst these gorgeous backdrops. Then she sees her friend, teary with happiness, holding the white silk up to her chest. The best friend harmonizes as she finishes the song but BA puts her off with a joke when she tries to sympathize. She’s her own woman and a little embarrassed by her wedding fantasies.

Enter the dueling mariachi bands, with our hero showing up late from his main job as a…what? Help me out here. He plays guitar and sings so beautifully that his band wins the wedding gig easily. BA is impressed by his work ethic, his artistry, his artfully exposed muscles and his perfectly flopping hair. They have a conversation. He asks her about the paint brushes. Perhaps the flirtatious wedding planner goads them on or inadvertantly interrupts the conversation. And then… (go team, go!)

_{perhaps I need more to do at work}

Beautiful woman wearing emerald green sequined bib overalls, yellow silk tshirt and lime green silk sari, leans out second floor window holding golden paint brushes. (see above photo for window set) She breaks out in song (Andy Williams “Can’t Get Used to Losing You” layered with soft sitar music)

Across the street are 3 bars. Patrons from each stream out the door and begin dancing. Each group wears a different color. Poor Bills, red tshirts & levis, red sequined cowboy boots and hats. The Pub wears yellow and the Twilighter wears blue. They begin singing and line dancing to Garth Brooks “Friends in Low Places” (layered with sitar)

Oops! Photo

Between Tiisi, Le Mous and myself. This has to be done. Last Friday even provided all the visuals for a one block area. 3 bars and a Mexican wedding reception provided music for every genre.

It takes place, of course, in North Topeka. It centers of course around the woes of an exceptionally gorgeous artist. We have the mission for pathos and the toothless bar patrons could provide the appropriate back up singing and dancing, all dressed in color coordinated tshirts. The glitz could be fashioned from aluminum beer cans, bottle caps and crack vials. The orchestra would be played by the Mariache band brought in for the reception and sound controlled by our local Western kareoke dj. There would be a scene with a perfectly choreographed outdoor urniation station and the villainy provided by the North Topeka Lemon Drop Brigade.

God, the possibilities are endless. All we need is a plot.