Playception
By Matt Horner
Characters:
Director: A smart man in his late twenties. He lives
alone in his apartment in New York. He was accepted to Stanford, but instead
went on to pursue a career in theater. Everyone at Peet’s Coffee knows him by
name.
Producer: A businessman in his late forties. He lives
in the suburbs of New York, and drives a BMW to his high rise office every day.
Part of his duties involve checking in on the theaters and their directors to
make sure the company is successful.
Scene 1
10:00 p.m. An
empty ornate theater. A massive chandelier hangs from the ceiling, shedding dim
light across the stage. Two men sit in red velvet chairs in the center of the
seating area. PRODUCER sits at SL,
DIRECTOR at SR. DIRECTOR has a clipboard in his hands.
PRODUCER: This better be good. You have until tomorrow
afternoon at four to come up with an idea that will give this company a shot at
Broadway. (Annoyed) No more of these lame comedies and crappy musicals. Can you
do that?
DIRECTOR: Yes. Fine. He shrugs.
Why the urgency?
PRODUCER: Because this company is losing money, and
fast. And I need to know that my director is creative enough to make a decent
show for once. (Calmly) I want to have time to hire a new director if I need
to.
DIRECTOR: I’ll get it done. Gets up to leave. Goodnight, Sir.
DIRECTOR extends hand for a handshake. PRODUCER stares straight ahead
in his chair, no acknowledgement.
Scene 2
DIRECTOR sits at home at a desk in a dark room. Two sources of light,
one from the writing lamp that casts bright light onto an empty sheet of paper.
Another light comes from the TV, where a pirate movie is playing. Three empty
cups with coffee remnants litter the desk.
DIRECTOR:
Ugh. Why did I choose this job? Of all the occupations in the world, I
had to choose the only one that I get paid like a laborer, and treated like a
slave. I end up spending all my wages at the coffee shop so I can stay up late
to do more work that I don’t get paid for. I could have been living in
California spending weekends at the beach and building new technology. This
reminds me of my sophomore year in high school, always staying up late the
night before a writing assignment was due. Oh well. These three lattes aren’t
going to let me get to sleep anytime soon, so I might as well make the most of
it.
Scene 3
10:00 a.m. in the theater. Sunlight shines in from large overhead
windows, giving the place a happy feel. DIRECTOR sits in a chair in the corner,
with a stack of papers six feet tall.
PRODUCER enters from doors at top of aisle stairs. He walks down to the
center of the stairs, where DIRECTOR meets him.
DIRECTOR: Good morning Sir! I have a surprise for you.
PRODUCER: (sighing) This better be good.
DIRECTOR: Instead of one play, I was feeling so funny
last night that I just wrote three.
PRODUCER: (Surprised)
Really? He reaches out his hand to look
at them.
DIRECTOR: Yep. This one’s
about Pirates. He hands him a mass of
papers. And this one’s set in medieval times with dragons and such. He hand him a second mass of papers. But
this one is my favorite…He holds up a
third mass of paper, but doesn’t give it to PRODUCER.
PRODUCER: These both look decent. But what’s the last
one about? (Looking intrigued)
DIRECTOR: It’s about two guys. They need to come up
with a hit show to save their theater company. But the problem is… they don’t
have any ideas what to write their play about. They think and think, and try
out a couple different options, but they finally end up writing their show
about two guys who need to write a play.
PRODUCER: That’s brilliant!
(Excited) He leaps up out of his seat. This
is exactly what I’ve been looking for! Kid, I’m gonna give you a promotion.
I wrote a play about someone writing a play about writing a play. It's a play within a play within a play. The assignment was to write a short one-act play with dialogue, at least two characters, and a central conflict. This play is meant to be a comedy. If I had to revise it, I would add more scene descriptions to give a better feel for the mood. It shows creativity even though I was unable to think of a traditional storyline.
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