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Was on the horn with Endrik this a.m. and in our volatile conversation
as always, this idea came to me and I want to know if i should dive straight in and get on it or bag it.
O.K. here goes-
There's a huge earthquake in California and it detatches from the mainland United States and starts floating towards Hawaii. It has to be California though, because, well, nobody would watch the movie it were Oregon or Washington, Texas, Louisiana, Florida, or any other state touching the water because we have the silliest people in the entire world out here and it makes for a better story line, not to mention the geographical proximity
and plotted course to Hawaii. so the state is now in many ruins, all people, rich and poor are freaking out, not helping each other at all, and trying to grab up or fight for whatever they can get. the outrageously rich movie moguls from Hollywood are up in arms that they cannot go to Ciro's for Filet Mignon anymore for dinner as it has been ravaged by the people
who are in need of water and food desperately as well as every other establishment. In a bid to get help from the Government, a Hollywood Magnate (maybe Spielberg) miraculously gets his private jet off the floating Island with the power of attorney to speak for all the other movie moguls as he flies back to the mainland. He lands, and offers up some huge dollars to the government not to warn Hawaii about the oncoming
unintentional invasion and to cut off all information to the beautiful place there.. They quickly comply and agree. Large wire transfers are sent, everyone is happy. Except for the people on California and soon to be the cool people of Hawaii. Spielberg says to himself-"hey, i'll just stay here
fukk going back to that disaster, and he promptly checks into a 29 star hotel and orders 46 hookers and of course, some Filet Mignon. The camera flashes to a serene setting on the Island of Kona. Life is perfect, the people there are in el relaxo mode, lying around soaking up the best things in life and not causing any headaches to anyone as usual. Then all of a sudden, this ugly, giant disruptive, floating mass appears on the horizon.
they hear Paris Hilton complaining about how her new best friend for life reality show has to be switched to Hawaii now, other complaints are heard from many miles away from the Real Housewives of Orange County about their relocation, Bret Michaels has no place to park his queer Rock of Love bus, the Residents of Celebrity Rehab are the only happy people in California since they can now start a rebellion and take over the joint and start dispensing their own meds without getting in trouble. As California gets closer and closer the poor people of Hawaii can see the mass destruction, chaos and disorder that lay beyond the ocean front rich headache celebrities, and they can only come up with one solution, survival is out of the question, it's time to run to the other side of all the Hawaiian Islands for the inhabitants and drown themselves as quickly as possible, it's the only way. Then California hits Hawaii with such a force that is throws milllions of people in all directions on all the Islands and everyone has to slug it out for the new land, much to the dismay of the Hollywood Magnates who had Spielberg wire tons of money in advance to help their cause. I have no ending yet, but maybe the Mexican gangs kick ass, take over and rename the joint "Hawaiico" or something. i need to work on it some more, but this just came to me in a flash.
as always, this idea came to me and I want to know if i should dive straight in and get on it or bag it.
O.K. here goes-
There's a huge earthquake in California and it detatches from the mainland United States and starts floating towards Hawaii. It has to be California though, because, well, nobody would watch the movie it were Oregon or Washington, Texas, Louisiana, Florida, or any other state touching the water because we have the silliest people in the entire world out here and it makes for a better story line, not to mention the geographical proximity
and plotted course to Hawaii. so the state is now in many ruins, all people, rich and poor are freaking out, not helping each other at all, and trying to grab up or fight for whatever they can get. the outrageously rich movie moguls from Hollywood are up in arms that they cannot go to Ciro's for Filet Mignon anymore for dinner as it has been ravaged by the people
who are in need of water and food desperately as well as every other establishment. In a bid to get help from the Government, a Hollywood Magnate (maybe Spielberg) miraculously gets his private jet off the floating Island with the power of attorney to speak for all the other movie moguls as he flies back to the mainland. He lands, and offers up some huge dollars to the government not to warn Hawaii about the oncoming
unintentional invasion and to cut off all information to the beautiful place there.. They quickly comply and agree. Large wire transfers are sent, everyone is happy. Except for the people on California and soon to be the cool people of Hawaii. Spielberg says to himself-"hey, i'll just stay here
fukk going back to that disaster, and he promptly checks into a 29 star hotel and orders 46 hookers and of course, some Filet Mignon. The camera flashes to a serene setting on the Island of Kona. Life is perfect, the people there are in el relaxo mode, lying around soaking up the best things in life and not causing any headaches to anyone as usual. Then all of a sudden, this ugly, giant disruptive, floating mass appears on the horizon.
they hear Paris Hilton complaining about how her new best friend for life reality show has to be switched to Hawaii now, other complaints are heard from many miles away from the Real Housewives of Orange County about their relocation, Bret Michaels has no place to park his queer Rock of Love bus, the Residents of Celebrity Rehab are the only happy people in California since they can now start a rebellion and take over the joint and start dispensing their own meds without getting in trouble. As California gets closer and closer the poor people of Hawaii can see the mass destruction, chaos and disorder that lay beyond the ocean front rich headache celebrities, and they can only come up with one solution, survival is out of the question, it's time to run to the other side of all the Hawaiian Islands for the inhabitants and drown themselves as quickly as possible, it's the only way. Then California hits Hawaii with such a force that is throws milllions of people in all directions on all the Islands and everyone has to slug it out for the new land, much to the dismay of the Hollywood Magnates who had Spielberg wire tons of money in advance to help their cause. I have no ending yet, but maybe the Mexican gangs kick ass, take over and rename the joint "Hawaiico" or something. i need to work on it some more, but this just came to me in a flash.
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