Prize: $10,000, round-trip airfare to Los
Angeles, 3 nights' hotel accommodations, a screenplay analysis by
Syd Field and meetings with industry professionals and agents.
Creative discipline or lack of a social life? I don't know which
to chalk it up to, but about a year back I managed to set aside
a couple of days for an experiment. I had written five or six features
previously, each very technically sound, but to be honest, none
of them really sang. They lacked that magic, that soul, that essential
taste of me and mine. Just wanting to see what would happen, I threw
my outlines, my note cards and the entire notion of meticulous prep
out the proverbial window. With a pot of coffee, an uncomfortable
chair and Tom Waits' Closing Time on repeat, I locked myself in
a room.
The phone was turned off, the curtains
were closed and for the foreseeable future, it was just me, that
laptop with the space bar that sticks and Final Draft.
I started with a tiny kernel of an idea and rather than subscribing
to a formula, rather than following a map, I let my characters tell
me who they were and where they were going. This is writing. It's
raw and genuine, wrought with emotion and pouring from the gut.
It took me five days to hammer out that first draft. The rewrites
would come slower and be more technically driven. The script would
change a bit, be shaped and reshaped, but its heart and soul was
born in that first creative outburst. I probably need not explain
to other writers the euphoric haze that was that first five days.
I think as a chug along, I'm slowly realizing that this is why we
write. We don't do this for the big payday (though one of those
would be pretty nice. Wink. Wink.). We do this because we have to,
because our lives wouldn't be complete doing anything else. We do
this because though we are all unique-interesting people, we are
the lucky few that can show others why.
I cannot thank Final Draft enough. They are THE reason it is possible
to write a first draft in five days. We all know inspiration comes
at odd times and in short bursts. Just try to keep up with the caffeine-induced
chaotic flow of ideas writing long hand on legal pads or using a
simple word processing program. How movies were made before they
burst onto the scene in 1991 is beyond me. Final Draft, if I woke
up tomorrow and you were gone I'd probably take a long walk off
a short pier. That, or I'd take up plumbing.
It's fitting now, that it's you giving me my "Big Break."
I'm looking at the opportunities you are laying out in front of
me and the hair on the back of my neck is standing up. It's as if
the company that invented the bat is now giving me a tryout with
the Yankees. Honestly, I couldn't have written a better story.
Thank you.
-Rylend Grant
2nd Place:
Kate Miles Melville for Twenty Questions
Prize: $3,000
I don't know which statistic amazes me more - that my script placed
second out of almost 3000 entries, or that in 33 countries around
the world, people are quietly dreaming up movies. I do know that
both thoughts make me smile. Writing is a solitary art, and this
kind of contest makes me feel part of a bigger picture.
Twenty Questions is a story very dear to my heart. I didn't
write it to be a blockbuster (though I'm open to the idea, really),
I wrote it because I was fascinated with the lead character Henry,
and I wanted to see how a kid with a genius IQ would deal with the
complexities and confusion of first love.
I've always had a soft spot for the
geek, and Twenty Questions was my attempt to give him a
chance to be a leading man without losing his essential nature.
I wrote it for all the teenage boys who spent their high school
years cloistered in basement bedrooms, fiddling with short wave
radios and building geodesic domes out of Popsicle sticks. I knew
that beneath their shy exteriors lurked passionate hearts and rampant
sex drives, and that put in the right circumstances, they were capable
of grand and messy gestures of devotion.
So I wrote the kind of movie I wanted to see, and I'm thrilled
that others like it too. I'd especially like to thank all the folks
at Final Draft, who have created a remarkable opportunity for exposure
and recognition for screenwriters around the world.
-Kate Miles Melville
3rd Place:
George R. Olson for Headspook
Prize: $1,000
The original draft of Headspook was written in Final Draft
version 2.0, on a laptop so low-tech that it’s approved for
use by the Amish.
I remember reading somewhere about the use of psychic espionage
during the Cold War—on both sides—and thinking it might
be fun subject for a story. As usual, I did an extraordinary amount
of in-depth procrastina…that is, research, got a rough idea
of a beginning, middle and end, and then sat down and wrote the
thing. The characters really drove the bus; I think the funniest
characters are ones who are quirky, passionate, and above all, have
no idea that they are in a comedy.
I threw in some missing weapons of
mass destruction and a couple of obligatory international figure
skating jokes, and the awesome power of Final Draft 2.0 pretty much
did the work while I sat around watching Fear Factor.
Seriously, I’m really delighted that the Final Draft judges
enjoyed Headspook. The contest was very professionally
run by nice people. I am honored to have placed third in this prestigious
competition, even though my son now refers to me as “the Ralph
Nader of screenwriters.” Rotten kid.
-George R. Olson
2004 FINALISTS
The top ten finalists will receive a copy of Final Draft 7 scriptwriting
software, a screenwriting course from Gotham Writers’ Workshop,
one-year subscriptions to Creative Screenwriting Magazine and scr(i)pt
Magazine and a $50 gift certificate from The Writers Store.