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Virtually Fine - Objects in Your Visor May Appear Different Than They Are...

Virtually Fine
In the future, an experimental device can change anyone's worldview. But at what cost?

In Gil Saint’s darkly acerbic short screenplay, Virtually Fine, the future is anything but A-Okay. It’s a nightmarish, dystopian hellscape that makes the ruthless wastelands of Mad Max and the melancholic metropolis of Blade Runner come across as positively Rockwellian by comparison.

Meet Miller, a dorky, asthma-inhaling citizen of a world filled with hooded mutants, lizard women and destitute humans desperate for help of any kind. For theirs is a world on the brink of collapse. Both figuratively and literally.

Miller lives with his seclusive, and despondent wife Jeannie in a dreary apartment building. While Miller may be unhappy with their circumstances, he still desires to be connected to his wife. But all she seems interested in doing is watching the soul-crushing news via her ‘Eye Implants’. And on this particular day, the news is about as bleak as a black hole.

A floating holographic image of CNN hangs between them at the table. Miller moves his food around, trying to ignore the audible headlines of the day, as read by a DISTORTED NEWS VOICE.

Panic as the Emperor-Elect tweeted out a surrender
of Earth today to an intergalactic militia force from
the Qaxar System.  We should expect an invasion by Friday.
Hashtag, HELP!

As Miller winces the story away, and tries to make eye contact with Jeanie to no avail, we hear his voice...

I don’t recognize my life.

Despondent and forlorn, Miller meets with a shrink to vent his worries.

Unsurprisingly, the therapist is of the virtual variety, and therefore is about as empathetic as a Speak & Spell. Instead of actually providing advice or even a smidge of compassion, the shrink encourages Miller to try a new form of therapy. A radical treatment, that doesn’t so much help the patient cope with reality, but rather changes their reality all together.

Loading! (normalizing now; unbuffers) I understand. 
Have you given any further thought to my offer?

I’ve tried V.R.

Not like this you haven’t. 
It’s an experimental new system.
And the best part is, it gets results. 
My colleagues tell me it’ll replace
chemical anti-depressants within the year.

At least the pills taste good. Like strawberry milk.

What if your whole life could taste as good as those pills?
What if-
(buffers again)
(a moment; un-buffers)
--if you had the chance to be happy again? 

Miller takes a hit off his inhaler, mulling it over.

It won’t feel virtual.  It’ll feel real.

Perhaps, too real. Not only does this new experimental treatment alter Miller’s perception of the world around him, but entirely transmogrifies reality into something freakishly distorted. A perversion of palpability that transforms his gloomy existence into something grotesquely cheerful. Preventing Miller from comprehending what’s really going on around him, and the real corporeal consequences therein.

Gil Saint’s twisted tale of a dismal dystopia will leave you feeling breathless. For filmmakers influenced by psychological movies that are ominous, caustic, and disturbing, this is the perfect script for you. This can also be a compelling vehicle for experimenting and exhibiting your burgeoning expertise in VFX.

Don’t miss out on this story. It’s a virtual gem that’ll leave your audience feeling anything but fine.


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My writing career started when I was no more than nine or ten years old. However, it took the form of imaginary adventures my many toys would embark upon. As I got older, I started to write essays at school. I excelled at the ones where I could freely mold my ideas into fiction. Not as good when it came to scrutinizing existing star-crossed literature written five hundred years ago.

So, what did I do with all of that imagination? I studied history and philosophy. Why? For the most...Read more