Fast Food Fast Women - Page 3
© James C. Hess
The moneyman and the girlfriend have a loud argument over this. The girlfriend wins and the moneyman issues an edict: No chicks, no money.
So this means the script has to be rewritten.
Right?
Right.
But not by yours truly. Oh, no. Gotta have a new screenwriter. Someone who is 'fresh' and 'original'.
In other words: The moneyman's girlfriend's brother (who has always wanted to write for the movies).
So I wave them a fond farewell and return to the partially medicated dog who still needs--
Wait a minute!
This isn't my dog.
Y'see? Now I'm worming dogs that belong to other people!
So anyway, I go off and do whatever it was I was doing before I got hired to do whatever it was I didn't do on this production.
And that's the end of that.
Right?
Wrong.
While I am off doing something else--writing movie and film reviews, for example--certain events transpire: The moneyman and his girlfriend break up. Which means the screenwriter gets fired. Which means all the rewrites he did get thrown out.
Which means. . .
Back to the original screenplay.
Which means. . .
I get hired again. (Assuming, of course, I'm foolish enough to get involved once again. I am. It's a good script.)
So I am hired once more to rewrite again. Which I do.
But then the moneyman disappears and everything gets put on hold.
Or does it?
To make a long story short, eventually, by way of something just this side of a miracle the idea that started it all becomes a movie or film.
I know: Why am I telling you this?
I am telling you this because, more often than not, THIS is how movies and films get made nowadays.
Specifically "Fast Food Fast Women".
After sitting through "Fast Food Fast Women" a question remained: If THIS is the end result what was the idea in the first place? I doubt anyone attached to "Fast Food Fast Women" knows.
I say this because this could have been a good flick. Oh, yes. It could have. It should have been, with the real story being about a romance between two secondary, supporting characters.
I digress.
The love story of which I speak stars Louise Lasser in an impressive performance (dare I say 'Oscar'?), as Emily, a widow who finds Paul (Robert Modica) through a personals ad. One thing leads to another and they become entangled in a courtship that is complicated by pride and misunderstanding.
