WaywardWizards Scriptagearoo - To save to gmail. Seamy appears like he has just been harpooned in the heart by long-lost love, really because he has. He lends himself a smile and carries on with his gung-ho beliefs going on up inside of his own head when it comes to The Wizards. He watches Cyril’s eyes roam the entirety of the FTLO exhibition, he even so much as swatting a pretty waitress’s back side en route. Of course, he will always find the words to save himself with adoring Fifi. She turns just at the right time for him and leans on over to land a massive smacker to his cheek leaving a huge lip mark. Seamy: Ha, Nige is gonna just LOVE that! Poor and lonesome fecker... Seamy shakes his head. Then looks down solemnly, realising he is kind of in the same boat exactly. FTLO organisers Shane and Ivor are chatting over a couple of beers by the music. Bantum, namely. The music lowers for their conversation. These fellas are two such workaholics intend on making it pretty big in the art industry. Really, they already have. Shane: What you make of that band, Ivor? He nods his head toward Seamy. Shane: The Wayward Wizards I think they’re called!? Ivor looks at Seamy too and notices that this fella has the exact same beard-shape, hair and designer glasses. He cannot but make a peculiar and distanced face. Next he looks up at one of the paintings on show of a man ironically shrugging his shoulders while sipoing on his beer, humorously concentrating on instigating his pinkie finger to attention in a light-hearted manner so as to make light of the situation. Ivor: Duuunnooo. I mean, sure I‘ve heard a couple of their songs; truth told, that Seamy fella CAN actually string a few decent sentences together. You might like to try ‘n’ listen to one of their songs... think it’s called ‘Desperate Times, Desperate Measures’. Interesting if nothing else. Shane: We’ll see sure, horse! He always plays on the fact he is in fact from Cork by using Dublin accent talk. Shane: I’m all for supporting local talent but, ya know, it’s a little harder to concentrate on one band at a time in this day ‘n’ age... ya knoooow? Internet ‘n’ all that malacky. Shane thinks this one through, taking a sip from his own beer. Shane: Free beers, can’t really say better than that, ya know? And It’s malarkey, I know. Ivor smiles. These two fellas are always using the sentence “ya know?” to everyone’s absolute chagrin. They do a little self-created hand-tangler between the pair of them and go their separate ways. (We need to make this a rather memorable ‘hand-tangler’). Shane and Ivor in unison: CATCH YA ON THE FLIPPITY-FLOP, SIREE!! Nigel is talking to a girl over by the door who he met on the street earlier in the film while collecting. We will remember her in passing. Nigel: Sooo, Jacintha... what is it that you do? As nervous as ever, Nigel twiddles his thumb and finally lends a hand to replicating Seamy’s odd thumb/forefinger soothing movement. On realising as much he shakes it off and makes a strange looking face. Jacintha: Right now, Nigey-Wigey... can I call you that!? Sure I can... aaanywaaay, RIGHT NOW I am gonna get absolutely plastered to a point where the sun and the moon get to meet right in the middle... and IMPLODE like a BIG balloon!! Jacintha, it is plainly obvious to see, if absolutely off her rocker already. There is a bottle of expensive wine which she took from the main table a while back. We will have seen this earlier in the scene as Seamy and Nigel entered FTLO headquarters. Nigel does not have a prayer as to what to say. His facial expressions become even stranger as this meet wears on. We properly get to see what Nigel is really like when met with such a situation and he does seem to excel entirely. Nigel: Do you ever think through what it is you are about to fire on out there, Jacintha? I mean, c’mon, this is a pretty well-organised event. Ya, sure there is a fire swallower in one corner, a mime-artist in the other, but all in all, I think it’s safe to say you’re being the only real show pony here right now. I mean, COME OOON li’l lady! Nigel’s fierce and frustrated side is beginning to unload. As he speaks so crass to her the camera pans out on the mime-artist who turns out to be the one the lads met on the street earlier in the film. It also shows the fire swallower. All in all, what FTLO looks to do in this event is showcase the filmmakers interest in showcasing real life artists inside of a film. A film in a film, in a film, etc. Jacintha is taken aback completely. The wind taken out of her sails. She begins to cry softly... then loudly... and THEN Seamy comes on over. Seamy: What the f... is wrong with her!? Nige, what the hell did you do to the poor girl? Nigel: I did NOTHING. Just filled her in on a few good ‘n’ honest home truths is all! Seamy: Mate, you’ll never guess who I just met... JENN!! Jenn can actually hear her name being called out but just looks around a little at odds. Really, the whole party is beginning to kick off now, all of the characters getting in on the action, this an event which can show each one for how they really may be. Perhaps this is where Cyril gets shown up for the shitbag he is, or is it too early in the script still, I mean we seem to have concentrated a fair bit on his mannerisms and his cheating ways with the investigator, etc. Shit, we can’t sure, the investigator is only getting under way now, isn’t he? I saaaaid... Seamy, as ever before, focuses only on himself. Nigel tries to comfort the strange girl who steps back into the fire swallower, her fashion jacket catching absolute fire on the way. Just before Nigel is about to give out buckets to Seamy he sees this and fumbles about til finally unearthing a huge Formula 1 size bottle of Dom Perignon Shane and Ivor in unison once more: NOOOOO, Nigel! By this stage Bantum has lowered the tone of his music, a rather ironic song playing at this time one with the lyrics “Cover yourself in glory”... He smirks to an adoring girl-fan. Ger Duffy is topless in his background necking a bottle of Buckfast – or Bucky as it is better known. It is plain to see that he is absolutely brought into his own element entirely as soon as all of what is going on kicks off properly.
Posted on: Tue, 28 Oct 2014 14:28:36 +0000
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