Turns out the mockumentary screenplay I’ve been writing in my spare time probably won’t see the light of day anytime soon. Not unless I can collaborate with like-minded individuals about extracting the comedic elements of dead baby eating.
Now, I know what you’re thinking: “How can eating dead babies not be funny?!”
I know, and I’ve asked myself that very question throughout this entire process. However, the whole point of a mockumentary is depicting ridiculous happenings in a real sort of way. So, in order to do so, I’ve actually had to come up with scenarios in which some unbalanced entrepreneur could actually go about starting and supplying a catering service specializing in dead baby.
Well…I’ve actually done that. I created a very intricate process from which the main character is supplied dead babies for cooking. I’ve written it in a way that it’s completely plausible for the audience to believe the main character is doing this. The problem is working it around in a way that’s, well…funny. Don’t get me wrong, the end result of trying to launch a business of serving people dead babies? Hilarious. However, the process leading to the supply of dead babies? Not as funny as I would’ve hoped. In fact it’s rather morbid for the prospect of a mockumentary.
So, this project gets put on the back burner until I can find a way to make it less morbidly disturbing and more darkly comedic. Not that I regret it, it was damn fun to write. Except for the fact that if anyone read it as is, they’d likely think me a psychopath. Sigh.
