lawriejaffa
Veteran
"Tenements... cobblestones, tiny bag... it falls out, shining in the night... dangling... limp... the arm of an infant."
My script is a thriller noir, set in post war (1950s) Scotland, where amidst the bulldozing of tenements and the construction of post modern 'new towns' an ambitous town councillor, beloved by his constituents and celebrating his first born fights for promotion. Only a secret tragedy of darkest magnitude stands in his way...
My script is a thriller noir, set in post war (1950s) Scotland, where amidst the bulldozing of tenements and the construction of post modern 'new towns' an ambitous town councillor, beloved by his constituents and celebrating his first born fights for promotion. Only a secret tragedy of darkest magnitude stands in his way...