Weapons Vending Machine
So, I thought I had told the blog about this idea, but Michelle just pointed out that I haven't yet. I just told people, we chuckled, and I didn't write it down. Here it is, before any of us forget:
What could be a funnier addition to an action comedy than a weapons vending machine? Merely insert a quarter and get the object of your deadly desires. I'm sure that such a machine would include things ranging from battle-axes to AK-47s to throwing knives. Now, this vending machine should really have a person on the inside holding all of the weapons. The not-in-the-machine actors could then hold out a coin, the in-the-machine actor would take it and hand them their weapon. The weapon vending machine could then move around throughout the play. Yes. A traveling weapon vending machine.
Now, the way I originally imagined it, the good guys and the bad guys have their last face-off at the weapons vending machine. Throughout the course of the show, they've been purchasing things from the machine, but these keep getting broken in the heat of battle. The ax is used to strike a zombie in the back and it runs off with it, the AK-47 runs out of bullets at an inopportune time (or is tied into a knot by someone's super-human strength), the throwing knives get lodged into the walls of the mortuary in the mortuary scene (did I tell you about the mortuary scene?), etc. But at the climactic end, both the good guys and the bad guys are out of money. Woops! Ninja fight ensues. The weapons vending machine robot thing joins in. It'll be a party.
Here's an alternate way of doing things. Early in the play, one of the good-guys is confronted by a beautiful woman who asks if she can borrow a quarter to buy a soda. This beautiful woman turns out the be in league with the sleazy and spiky-haired bad guy (modeled off of this guy that we saw at the screening of "Corduroy" at New World). When the final scene comes around, the good guys are broke, and the bad guys have the quart they borrowed from the good guys. Chaos ensues.
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So, this guy at Corduroy. Whenever I tried to tell Michelle or Eric or Emily about how amazingly Action Comedy ridiculous he was, he was always walking up behind me, or just a few feet away. It was almost an awkward scene about a million times.
Posted by: Ben Jacobs | April 18, 2006 1:53 PM