Wondering whether that screenplay you’re thinking about writing has any life in it?
Break out your pen, pencil or pixels and scrawl out (or sketch out) a test scene. Let it run out of your brain, down your arms, through your fingers and onto the page or screen. Something ventured, something gained.
Like the second test scene below for the screenplay I’m writing on Steve Jobs.
“BOSCUTTI’S STEVE JOBS” SCENE 2 - HOTEL
1999 – NEW YORK FOUR SEASONS HOTEL – EVENING
Noah Wyle, 28, is ambling down the hallway of the luxury hotel.
The clean contemporary lines were designed by renowned architect I.M. Pei. The carpet is thick. The tones subdued.
Wyle stops outside the last door and knocks.
The door opens. It’s Steve Jobs, 43, in black mock turtleneck and blue jeans. Jobs looks Wyle up and down, and smiles. It’s as if he’s looking at a younger version of himself in a mirror.
Yeah, you do look like me.
A month earlier Jobs had called Wyle at home after the screening of the TNT telemovie “Pirates of Silicon Valley.” Congratulated Wyle on doing a good job of playing him. Asked Wyle whether he wanted to play a practical joke at the upcoming Macworld Expo.
How could he say no. Jobs had flown Wyle and his fiancee out to New York.
Come in, man, come in.
Jobs steps back into his suite. Wyle follows him in.
Thick curtains, gilt mirrors, walls of glass. Outrageous view of Central Park.
Jobs pulls some shopping bags from the sofa.
I bought you a matching sweater, some jeans. And some glasses too.
Wyle realizes Jobs is actually serious about him stepping out on stage at tomorrow’s Macworld Expo.
Jobs takes out a sheet of fax paper, grins.
I’ve written a bit of a sketch.
Wyle can hardly breathe.
It’s going to great.