CONTEST: Screenplay giveaway!

Posted by · 11:10 am · January 11th, 2011

How badly do you want to own the shooting scripts of four of this year’s hottest Oscar contenders?  Well, HOW BADLY?

We’ve got copies of “Black Swan,” “Inception,” “127 Hours” and “Toy Story 3” to give away this week.  I should have saved that “tell me a story” thing for this, so instead, to riff on the Haiku contest, I thought I’d just be completely ridiculous and introduce a — wait for it — LIMERICK CONTEST!

That’s right, a limerick contest.  In case you’re unaware of the qualities of a limerick, refresh yourself here.  In a nutshell, though, five lines with an aabba rhyme scheme.  For example:

There once was a guy with a blog
Who felt it a daily slog
But oh what fun
To almost be done
With a season that’s become a fog

Got it?  Great.  Now, for these, much like with the story contest, you have to include story elements from each of the four films above.  But it doesn’t have to be specific characters, just situations and things like that,  Have fun with the flavor.  Remember who won the story contest, after all.


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  • 1 1-12-2011 at 3:05 pm

    Jim said...

    We’re all in the head of the sleeper,
    And dancing ballet with the reaper.
    Since toying with fate,
    Has worked out so great,
    Let’s all break our arms to go deeper…

  • 2 1-12-2011 at 3:05 pm

    Keil Shults said...

    Some people need to read these aloud to themselves before submitting them. Limericks have a particular rhythm that is sorely lacking from some of the entries, especially if certain lines are too long or too short. I’m not trying to be a jerk, but this tip might help people who have yet to submit their poems for the contest.

  • 3 1-12-2011 at 4:13 pm

    Jim said...

    With tutu and form-fitting frock,
    I dreamed I was one of the flock.
    But soon took a fall,
    Now like a rag doll,
    I’m wedged between hard place, and rock.

  • 4 1-12-2011 at 4:24 pm

    Jim said...

    Those dancers are awfully thin.
    Their bones nearly poke through their skin.
    They look just like toys
    And move with such poise,
    It looks like a dream they are in.

  • 5 1-12-2011 at 4:48 pm

    Jim said...

    Two birds had a contrast of feather.
    One white, one as blackened as leather.
    They dream of some roles,
    Then go down in holes
    To toy with each other together.

  • 6 1-12-2011 at 4:54 pm

    Jim said...

    Some toys in a nursery box
    All dreamed of the day they’d outfox
    Their owner, a dancer.
    Escape was the answer!
    Too bad they’re as mobile as rocks.

  • 7 1-12-2011 at 4:56 pm

    Jim said...

    I’m stuck in a rocky crevasse.
    This nightmare? I hope it will pass.
    I swore that someday,
    I’d toy with ballet!
    I live, and I’m taking a class.

  • 8 1-12-2011 at 5:06 pm

    Jim said...

    I once had a dream, but it’s scrapped.
    Since now, I am hanging here trapped.
    And though it’s alarming,
    I’ve toyed with disarming.
    No wing? I’ll just have to adapt.

  • 9 1-12-2011 at 6:53 pm

    denny said...

    I dreamed of a small silver top
    That spun til it came to a stop –
    Where with gleaming red eyes
    A toy monkey spies
    On a young man’s hand caught in a rock.

  • 10 1-12-2011 at 7:36 pm

    Hardy said...

    Weeping while coming of age
    Or dancing to channel the rage,
    Brings dreams to life
    With the cut of a knife
    And frees me from reality’s cage.

  • 11 1-12-2011 at 8:12 pm

    kid said...

    A dull knife and a box full of toys
    Her only memories from Illinois
    Wanted to dance lead in the show
    But the director she wouldn’t blow
    So she (BLACK OUT)

  • 12 1-12-2011 at 11:54 pm

    Zac said...

    Andy’s toys started dreaming
    of a black swan dancing and a overconfident man hiking
    little did they know
    that they wouldn’t be able to escape to the show
    that is reality and living.

  • 13 1-13-2011 at 6:23 am

    Joseph said...

    Acting can be wooden if you play Amidala.
    But that’s what green screens can do to ‘ya.
    Now she’s light years away.
    Playing a swan in disarray.
    Here’s hoping she wins Oscar over the lesbian mama.

  • 14 1-13-2011 at 9:51 am

    Jim said...

    I dreamed I was someone obsessional,
    Sitting inside a confessional.
    “Father? My sin:
    Rock-hard Woody skin
    These days when I watch ‘The Professional’.”

  • 15 1-13-2011 at 10:00 am

    Jim said...

    An Oscar’s a dream. That’s because
    The actor who truly outdoes
    All else in their grade
    Will prance and parade
    To new roles that rock with the Buzz.

  • 16 1-13-2011 at 10:04 am

    Jim said...

    A swan is an elegant bird.
    No matter what cracks you have heard,
    No dream of disorder
    In their pecking order
    Will cause fowl “play” in their herd.

  • 17 1-13-2011 at 10:11 am

    Jim said...

    My nightmares have gone on forever:
    I toy with this hiking endeavor,
    But since I can’t fly,
    I’m soon a fall guy,
    And then, it’s an arm I must sever.

  • 18 1-13-2011 at 10:20 am

    Joseph W said...

    Do I have it within me?
    To embrace reality?
    Let childish things go.
    Amputate; Forget my woes.
    Like a toy top spinning freely?

  • 19 1-13-2011 at 10:24 am

    Jim said...

    I feel like I’m fifty years older.
    I’m limp like a doll to the shoulder.
    The birds overhead
    Have left me for dead.
    My nightmare? This 20-ton boulder.

  • 20 1-13-2011 at 10:33 am

    Jim said...

    I find it quite bird-brained and odd
    Our dreamed-up, “benevolent” god
    Made me a plaything.
    That’s why I’m facing
    Hacking off chunks of my bod.

  • 21 1-13-2011 at 1:29 pm

    BobBlake said...

    Crazier than cutting through bone, meat and skin
    And more than Winona in the loony bin
    More than psychotic bears
    And intense Leo stares
    Is how much poor ol’ Jim wants to win.

  • 22 1-13-2011 at 2:01 pm

    Maxim said...

    Jim’s desire to have others beat
    May eclipse his [admitedly large] talent and wit
    His approach while numerical
    Can at times be hysterical
    Still Bob’s entry was kind of neat

  • 23 1-13-2011 at 3:39 pm

    Jim said...

    It’s true that back in the beginning,
    I entered with high hopes of winning.
    I still want to, but
    The CHALLENGE is what
    Has tacked on my odd extra inning.

  • 24 1-13-2011 at 3:44 pm

    Jim said...

    So, sorry for my over-cramming.
    Faint praise is endemically damning.
    Some things just sound sweeter
    With rhyme, and with meter!
    But not if it seems like I’m spamming.

  • 25 1-13-2011 at 5:03 pm

    BobBlake said...

    Dear Jim, please save your apology
    We’ve created a limerick anthology
    Kris will choose the rhyme
    But in the meantime
    Here’s to limerick addiction pathology.

  • 26 1-13-2011 at 5:38 pm

    Kristopher Tapley said...

    Annnnd…scene. Thanks, guys. Lots to go through. I’ll announce the winner tomorrow.