LOGLINE
In humanity’s final hours, a dying man crosses a silent landscape to his family’s graves, recording the life they shared for whatever might one day find the ruins.
Twenty pages, almost no dialogue, and the end of the world treated as a walk that has to be finished. Written to be shot, not explained.
Leave an email. the script and the pitch packet open immediately.
I keep a record of who opens the files so I know who has read what. Your address is never sold, listed, or shared.
The end of things, and the records people leave for whoever comes after.
The other mythic short — spare, twenty-five pages, and short on comfort.
An immortal recluse who has spent centuries waiting to die rescues a mother and daughter from a crash, then faces the cruel possibility that saving the child may give him a reason to live again.
OPEN ITA record made for whoever comes after, and an audit of who showed up.
A young widow gathers her late husband’s closest friends in Joshua Tree to scatter his ashes and record memories for their infant daughter, but the camera exposes how every one of them — including her — mistook digital connection for actually showing up.
OPEN IT