Kid Blue: Bottom of the World Critique Needed
Bottom of the World
Kyle Bloom aka Kid Blue: 13 years old. Tan complexion. White hair with gray highlights. Ice blue eyes.
Ike: 35 years old. Peach complexion. Brown hair and eyes. Think John Barrowman as your dad.
Zero: 16 years old. Albino with Ichthyoidal features. Shark like teeth. Dressed like a sci-fi surfer.
Cato Singh: 45 years old. Bronze Complexion. Black hair with white streaks. Imagine Dr. Strange if played by Ricardo Montalban.
Det. P. Guinn: Late 20s. Tall, svelte. Black, stringy hair. Black and white police uniform with red and blue accoutrements and credentials. Name plate. Earpiece. Think Selene from Underworld as Judge Dredd sans helmet.
No Name Cade: Mid 40s. Long gray and black beard. Crimson hoodie obscuring his face and crimson shorts. Hunched over. Very much an Igor type.
Low Angle Shot – Zero parkour jumps over a freaked out Kyle, clutching his cranium in the process – The two cops - Guy Cop #1 and Guy Cop #2 - are in hot pursuit of Zero – A crowd has gathered round the scene about three dozen yards back.
Ground Level - Zero sticks his landing as the cops collide with the fear frozen Kyle – A few spectators laugh at the comical collision – Others look shocked
Zero: Kid, I told you I’d have no choice!
POV – As the cops get up off Kyle, our boy hero watches Zero make a beeline for the shoreline – The frightened crowd parts getting out of the young mutant’s way
Zero: I’ll make it up to sometime, promise!
Low Angle Shot – POV – A third, lady cop steps from the crowd and tasers the frak out of Zero
Zero convulses on the ground as sparks of electricity outline his body
Zero: Thought…AAOOH…I was…POWHOAH…better…insulated…
POV - A panicky Kyle slips away among the crowd, fixing his hair in the process – He looks back at how the crowd is gawking at Zero’s misfortune
Kyle Narration: I know how it feels buddy. Believe me. Buts I gots to go!
Kyle Narration: Got to find…where I come from.
Low Angle Shot – The crowd cheers the arrests and decries Zero. The Guy Cop #1 motions for the crowd to step back and calm down – Guy Cop #2 is on Zero’s back shackling him at the wrists as the third cop keeps zapping him with electricity
Crowd Members: Fillet him! He should have been aborted! Abomination!
Guy Cop #1: Disperse! Or you will be arrested for obstruction of justice and disorderly conduct!
Shackled at both his wrists and ankles, Zero is being dragged away by his feet shouting right at us and gripping the edges of the panel itself
Zero: I want my rights! I want my rights!
Guy Cop #2: Your kind has no rights!
Suddenly, Kyle jumps on the face of the cop dragging Zero away
Guy Cop #2: What the !@#$ kid!
As Kyle digs his fingers into the eyes of Guy Cop #2 the lady cop aims her taser right at him. Guy Cop #1 blocks her aim
Guy Cop #1: No! It’s a kid, for Christ’s sakes!
Guy Cop #2: Get this little !@#$ off me!!!
As Guy Cop #1 forcibly removes a kicking and biting Kyle from his partner, Zero has wiggled away and is biting down on his manacles with his metal coated teeth - Some crowd members look at both scenes speechless and with excitement
Zero Thought: Titanium enamel bites through these cheep steels cuffs. Poor kid. WWOMWD?
Zero slashes at the Achilles’ tendon of Guy Cop #2 as Guy Cop #1 restrains Kyle – Guy Cop #1 and Lady Cop are surprised by the assault
Guy Cop #2: AAAAAHHH!@#$AAAHH!
Guy Cop #1: Now, son, this is none of your…!
Lady Cop: Hey!
Zero elbows the lady cop in the nose, busting it bloody - Kyle bites the nose of Guy Cop #1 causing him to loosen his grip
Zero: Hey kid, thought you might like to get outta here!
Kyle: You said it!
Gripping Kyle’s hand, Zero races toward the shoreline again – The crowd runs away screaming in terror
Crowd: AAAAHH! He’ll kill us all! Heeeellllp!
Zero: Well, come on! You’re colony clothing regulates body temperature and the water isn’t freezing for several miles out!
Kyle: I’ve never been swimming!
Zero: No worries, kid!
Zero jumps into the water with a limp Kyle in tow
Zero: Trust me!
Kyle: uh, okay?
Zero and Kyle jet through the water, cutting a beeline from South Pole City – A section of the space port is visible to the side of the panel – Icebergs in the far background - Sunset overhead
Ike Caption: I hope you’ll be happy here.
Ike’s hand gives a pass card key to another man’s open palm – Ike is selling his apartment
Male Buyer: I know we will. And thank you again.
Pull Back – Ike stands in front of the open front door smiling at the married couple who are so thankful someone sold them a place.
Female Buyer: I thought no one would sell to us. All because we can’t have children.
Ike: Well, don’t put me on too high a pedestal. ‘Cause I lived here with my adopted son is why the price is so low and the neighbors a bit unseemly.
Male Buyer: But it’s ours. Ours. And we wouldn’t have it if not for your empathy, sir.
CU – Ike with a wide smile and regret and worry in his eyes
Ike: Not a problem.
Same Shot – Except Ike’s smile has faded into deep thought – He stares out the window of a plane into the blackness of space
CU – In Ike’s fingers is a birthday photo of two year old Ike giggling with an all-smiles Ike.
Ike Narration: God damn, you, Ike.
Looking in from outside the space plane – Ike reclines his head onto the head rest in melancholy and guilt
Ike Narration: Just god damn you.
A rocky shore of a small island several miles from the distant Antarctic coastline – Sunset - Zero and Kyle trudge from the water onto shore – There is some vegetation among the large and small boulders
Zero: Hey, kid. Do me-and yourself-a favor and forget what you’re about to see, alright?
Zero vomits up about a dozen crystalline flash drives along with his food and some other gooey junk – Kyle turns a little green as he is grossed out by the act
Kyle: Oh, that looks worse than dookie! EEEWWW!
Zero scoops up the flash drives with one hand while opening a small fake boulder with the other – Kyle covers his nose waving away the stench of what Zero just vomited
Zero: Now, remember, kid, you don’t remember this! Got it!
Kyle: Remember what?
Zero: Heh, good.
Kyle succumbs to the gross-out and vomits into the some rocks – Zero, meanwhile, opens a larger boulder
Zero: Hey, kid, you hungry? I mean after a swim like that, I bet ya are. I got some penguin steaks in here somewhere.
Nearly Night - Kyle sits on one of a pair of rocks as Zero walks up with some steaks under his arm – With his free hand, Zero tosses an ignited flair into a circle of tinier rocks in front of Kyle – Kyle wipes his mouth with his wet sleeve
Zero: Say, you really aren’t cold are you? I’d expected you’d to be at least a little…blue afterward.
Kyle: I never get too cold. Even without my colony clothes. Guess, I’m just used to the coldness of space.
Zero skewers some steaks on a sharpened stick as the fire spews from the flair in the stone circle – Kyle wrings out his wet shirt
Zero: Why you down here? By yourself, I mean. I-I don’t mean to pry but-
Kyle: The adopted have no places, no rights, no nothing up there. I’m here to find out where I come from.
Zero: Not knowing is not so bad. Believe me. I speak from experience.
Night - Kyle looks up at Zero with curiosity as the mutant sniffs the smoking meat
Kyle: Where do you come from? I-I don’t mean to hurt your feelings. I-I just never read much about…kids like you.
Zero: ‘sniff’ Kids like me? You mean the Children of Singh?
Zero’s face is on one side of the panel and a flashback scene on the other superimposed over the scenery – The flashback is fashioned from Zero’s own imagination – It depicts a poor young woman strapped to a delivery table with menacing doctors pulling baby Zero from between her legs – The FB is from his mother’s POV
Zero: My mother was either a good girl gone bad, a whore, a slave, or poor street trash from Calcutta. I don’t know. All I know is Cato Singh needed women to give birth to his mutant army.
FB – Day - Toddler mutants-Zero among them-disembark from a barge at the port of an under construction South Pole City – The children are both scared and awed by their new surroundings – Cruel overseers shout at them to move along – The kids all wear electro-shock GPS monitoring collars that resemble monitoring anklets like those of criminals
Zero Narration: I was shipped here when I was six to train for Singh’s marine patrol.
An overseer tasers Zero as he runs for his life
Zero Narration: Since I’d never been anywhere before, I ran like the devil. But, I got tasered. Happens every time run from someone, you know that?
Present – Night – Kyle chows down on his well done penguin steak – Zero licks his fingers in culinary satisfaction
Kyle: Maybe getting tasered all the time means you ought to stop running?
Zero: Ha! That’s what Old Man Winter said!
Kyle: Who’s Old Man Winter?
Zero: ‘smack’ ‘smack’ Oh, you’d like him. He adopted all of us mutants. I work for him. He was rebel back in the days Singh ran the place. I’ll introduce you if you want.
CU - Kyle thinks chooses his next words carefully
Kyle: Yeah. Yeah, I want. Say, my mom had me shipped off to Lunatica. Do you..hate…your mom for being shipped off to here?
Pull Back – Zero stands and spreads his arms wide in joy as he responds to Kyle’s question – The skewered steak remains in one of his hands – Kyle listens
Zero: Not at all! Man, it wasn’t her fault. I don’t blame her! I thank her! Most sons want to tell their moms they made it to the top of the world. But what’s up there? Just melted ice caps. When the ice melted down here, you still had solid ground under your feet. So I say to her…
Zero: ..bottom of the world, ma!
Est. Shot – Bird’s Eye Shot - South Pole City Space Port – Night
P. Guinn (OP): So, this unaccompanied minor paid off a gatekeeper back on Lunatica? Now I gotta ask…
Cream color, ultra modern office of the Port Authority President – Pretty girls recline on the imported, Asiatic patterned couches – Det. P. Guinn stands all centered, arms crossed staring down the fat Port Authority President reclining in his rolling office chair – Two lawyers flank him
P. Guinn: …how much did he pay? For that matter, how much was your cut?
President: I can assure you, the one responsible for this will be dealt with, Detective Guinn. As for what he bribed the gatekeeper with, I do know it was a gold trinket. Gold is so rare up there.
A stern Det. Guinn touches her ear piece
Det. Guinn: Hm-hmm. Well my superior has been listening in and he tells me allowing this boy onboard just cost him-and the department-the apprehension of a mutant terrorist! And it is YOU who will be dealt with!
POV – Guinn passes her earpiece to a laughing PA president
President: Oh, ha, ha! I will be dealt with?! What are the police going to do? Take away my license? I’m the only one who’ll operate a port in this town!
Det. Guinn: He wants to talk to you.
President: Oh, this ought to be a belly laugh!
CU – Terrified PA President listening to the man on the other end of the earpiece – A grinning Det. Guinn with arms crossed off to the side of the shot
President: Yes, this the commissioner? Uh!
President: No, sir! No, sir! Yes, yes, I will give all surveillance footage of the boy to Det. Guinn before she leaves. Yes, she will be entertained as she waits.
A brightly lit cave set up as a makeshift communications center – Florescent track lighting supplies visibility - A withered old man in a hoodie and torn shorts with a long, gray and black beard hangs up a SAT phone – This withered old man is No Name Cade
Cade: Pathetic would-be kingpin. Now back to more important business.
Cade lurches down a tunnel
Cade: A boy with ice blue eyes and white hair-with THAT complexion? Heheheheheh.
Cade enters a makeshift study where the mummified remains of Cato Singh stand inside a vacuum sealed glass case shaped in the outline of his body – The study has books, maps, laptops, etc. depicting the layout of South Pole City, Antarctica’s half melted geography, and shipping routes – Singh’s corpse is enshrined in full ceremonial robes and royal headdress like an old Indian Mogul ruler – The regalia is red, brown, and gold (earth and fire tones)
Cade: My lord, the son of the one who disrespected you and all you built has returned.
Cade leans over to kiss the glass encased boots of his dead master
Cade: Fortune shines on you, my lord. Soon, you will have both your tribute due…and the world!
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