End of Summer
 
SUPERMAN
The GOOD Movie

Hi, I'm Erik. I'm the guy what wrote the BATMAN: DCF story you (may have) read (or at least noticed) in the last issue of FANZING.

Well what am I doing back again? The answer is… Taking a stab at SUPERMAN. Not a Superman: DCF, but the good ol' fashioned 'Hi, I work at the Daily Planet and my name is really CLARK!' Superman that we all know and most of us love.

But I'm not doing a prose story. Oh, no. I'm doing a full-fledged feature film script, the way it should be done, Warner decrees be damned. In other words, my cast -- and NO 'death of' story with Doomsday. No half-assed suggestions from former Streisand hairdressers turned producer. Just Supes the way he should be, in my mind.

You may not all like it. Some of you may downright loathe it. To you, I offer my apologies. My writing is not for everyone.

I also offer this disclaimer: THIS IS A FIRST DRAFT. I came up with the idea, asked Michael, and threw it all together off the top of my head. It's no magnum opus, much of it may appear unpolished (because, well, it is) and, well, that's pretty much it. Just wanted you guys to know what you're in for.

Now then, before we get down to brass tacks, there are a few more things that you'll need to know; especially if you've never read a script before. The terminology! Hey, some folks DON'T know. And everyone should have a chance to enjoy this, right? Of course right!

INT = Interior. It means inside, and I wouldn't lie about that.
EXT = Exterior. Opposite of inside which is… outside! Very good, someone's been paying attention.
CU = Close up. Figure it out and win a Booster Gold Star.
OC = Off camera. Pretend you're watching the movie and can hear - but not see - the character that's OC.
VO = Voice over. It means we have someone speaking over a scene they're not necessarily in.

Are we clear? Great! You're the bestest class **sniff** that I ever had…

And on my casting choices… The Fanzing staff likes Bruce Campbell as the man of steel. Whereas I think I'd make a great Superman, I'm about fifteen years too young… which means I should be able to grab the part in Burton's film when Nic Cage finally gives up. Ha.

Lois Lane = Linda Fiorentino in my script. She's who you should be thinking of.

As for that other double L in Metropolis, Lex Luthor that is, only one man could play him. Jack Nicholson? Lord no! Jack's too padded. Kevin Spacey? Lex is not that… small. (And I have the highest regard for Spacey's acting abilities!) No, Lex Luthor needs to be physically imposing, not too old, not too small -- someone that could give Supes a good physical fight were there to be a change in power… I'd say Ed Harris is the ONLY real choice to play Lex. He's perfect for the role; he looks like Lex. And he looks cool bald.

Now the OTHER thing I'm doing is serializing this. Only a taste - 10 pages, folks - for the first installment. I don't want to continue to sweat over this if it's not something y'all dig. That being said,

ENJOY (part 1 of) THE SCRIPT!

And if you feel the need to praise me uncontrollably, tell me how badly I destroyed the character, or shower me with cash, you can reach me here -- darvey@rocketmail.com

Thanks for givin' this a look!

Erik Burnham


SUPERMAN: THE MAN of STEEL

OPEN ON:

BLACK.

Fade In:
Slowly but surely, the fluorescent light of an underground - no windows, folks - lab begins to appear. It is a massive complex, filled with all sorts of James Bond-meets-Flash Gordon type of things. There are clone chambers with humans in different stages of development, all of them fairly obscured, and we can't make out their faces. Finally one chamber, set apart from the others in the center of the room, becomes visible. Several men and women in lab coats and masks, scrubs, the whole nine yards (this is a clean room.)

CU - DR. JEROME
His eyes glint.

DR. JEROME
We've done it.

Slowly pan over the faces of the other doctors, their eyes similarly displaying awe and satisfaction. Finally, we pan down to the chamber, and through it's glass casing we can see the face… of SUPERMAN.

Cut To:

TITLE CARD:

SUPERMAN… THE MAN OF STEEL

Fade In:

INT. CONNORS HOUSEHOLD - DAY
BOBBY CONNORS, a boy of 10, sits in front of a glowing TV SET, transfixed with the cartoons before him. He's currently watching WILE E. COYOTE getting dropped off a cliff, followed by a whole lot of explosives. The poor critter is fried.

MRS. CONNORS(OC)
Bobby? Bobby, what are you watching?

BOBBY
TV.

MRS. CONNORS(OC)
Don't get smart. What are you watching?

BOBBY sighs and rolls his eyes.

BOBBY
Cartoons, Mom.

MRS. CONNORS enters the room now, wiping a dish dry. Her whole posture and look scream "tired." She is a middle-aged working mom, taking care of the home on a day off… wearing her hair up in a scarf, and decked out in jogging pants and a sweater. She sits on the couch and picks up the remote, changing the channel.

BOBBY
Mom! I was watching that!

MRS. CONNORS
I told you, Bobby, I don't like you watching violence in this house.

MRS. CONNORS clicks a button and "The JOHANN MICHAELS Show" fills the screen. JOHANN MICHAELS is a real talk show wannabe, the trashiest of trash TV. He wears a bad toupee and sports a bushy mustache that could make a walrus jealous. He stands in the middle of the audience.

BOBBY(Muttering)
Better than crap like this…

MRS. CONNORS
What was that?

BOBBY
Nothing.

MRS. CONNORS
Be quiet, I'm trying to watch my show.

MRS. CONNORS turns up the volume. CLOSE IN on the TV.

Cut To: INT. WGBS STUDIOS - STUDIO 741 - THE JOHANN MICHAELS SHOW - DAY
JOHANN MICHAELS is in his audience, mic in hand, delivering his opening monologue. The audience is applauding some indiscernable quip he has made. JOHANN strikes poses for whatever camera his director points him to. The topic of his show is WHO NEEDS SUPERMAN. JOHANN smiles.

JOHANN MICHAELS
We're so glad you could join us for another edition of Johann Live, ladies and gentlemen.

JOHANN'S expression grows more serious.

JOHANN
Superman. He professes to fight for truth, justice, and the American way. He professes to be our helper, our own little guardian angel. But what is his true agenda?

An image of SUPERMAN shaking hands with the PRESIDENT (an older guy behind a podium with the seal of the President of the USA. Let's not bog the story down with actual presidents!)

JOHANN
How can ANY 'man', and I use that term loosely, ladies and gentlemen, with power such as that give so selflessly unless he had an ulterior motive?

A low rumbling can be heard, but JOHANN doesn't take notice.

JOHANN
The Man of Steel may 'protect' Metropolis, but at what cost this 'protection?' Hundreds of millions of taxpayers' dollars are eclipsed every year to make up for the property damage caused by this so-called defender!

The image on the screen changes to SUPERMAN fighting with MONGUL. The rumbling grows louder, and continues on growing as JOHANN talks.

JOHANN
And millions, nay, BILLIONS more are projected in the years ahead as every would be conqueror or intergalactic thug comes to Metropolis looking to make his reputation against…

The VIEWING MONITOR explodes as a GIANT robot shuttle crashes through, with SUPERMAN being rammed along with it, caught at the nose of the shuttle!

JOHANN
SUPERMAN!!

Cut To:
INT. CONNORS HOUSEHOLD - DAY
BOBBY grins as MRS. CONNORS stares dumbfounded, but both are transfixed by the events on their TV; SUPERMAN, being shot across the studio by a small shuttle, the crowd panicking and rushing for the exits, and JOHANN MICHAELS' toupee flying off in the rush of wind the shuttle provides.

BOBBY
Cool!

Cut To:
INT. WGBS STUDIOS - STUDIO 741 - DAY
SUPERMAN hasn't gotten his bearings yet; he was attacked out of the blue by this shuttle, which is piloted by a strange little man, barely visible through the porthole in the top of the shuttle - PROFESSOR THADDEUS KILGRAVE.

KILGRAVE (OC)
I have you at my mercy, Superman! At long last, after all these years, I have you at my…

The forward thrust of the shuttle stops, faster than it rocketed into the studio. SUPERMAN holds it, dead in the air.

KILGRAVE
…Mercy?

SUPERMAN'S eyes begin to glow red. The turbines on the small shuttle's wings burst into flame and burn out. SUPERMAN then blows the fire out with his super breath and gives KILGRAVE an angry stare worthy of the Dark Knight. SUPERMAN begins to tear the shuttle open.

KILGRAVE
No! I'll not be captured again!

KILGRAVE ejects, his chair forming a smaller shuttle, a little jet seat. SUPERMAN sighs, rolling his eyes. He compresses the shuttle into a cube, which he gently deposits on the stage before rocketing off after KILGRAVE.

JOHANN
Did you get that, Mike?

JOHANN is staring at the hole in the ceiling, which KILGRAVE escaped through and SUPERMAN had just followed. JOHANN receives no answer.

JOHANN
Mike?

JOHANN looks over to the unmanned camera on the corner of the stage.

LOIS LANE(OC)
And after a brief chase over the skies of Metropolis, Superman apprehended the escaped Professor Kilgrave and returned him to the custody of the SCU.

Fade In:
LOIS LANE and CLARK KENT are laying in bed. LOIS is reading aloud from CLARK'S article in the DAILY PLANET. She puts down the paper when she's done reading. CLARK is laying with his hands behind his head, eyes closed.

LOIS
Are you sure you couldn't have stopped that shuttle any sooner?

CLARK opens his eyes and gives LOIS a teasing look.

CLARK
Why whatever could you mean, my dear Ms. Lane?

LOIS
Some of those ulterior motives, maybe?

LOIS smiles mischievously as CLARK moves in closer, embracing her.

CLARK
I'll show you ulterior…

A scream reaches CLARK'S supersensitive ear. He hangs his head.

LOIS

Trouble?

CLARK
Yep.

LOIS
Well don't just sit there, get going!

CLARK gives LOIS a peck on the cheek.

CLARK
Thanks dear. What would I do without you?

CLARK disappears out the window with a rush of wind. LOIS shakes her head and picks up her book -- MARRIAGE: IT'S NOT ALWAYS AS EASY AS IT LOOKS. LOIS regards the cover, sighs, and shakes her head as if she had just been exposed to the greatest understatement on earth. LOIS opens the books and starts reading.

Cut To:
EXT. ALLEY - NIGHT
Two THUGS, both dressed like street trash with the notable exceptions of the neon green armbands they wear, have cornered a WOMAN. One of them is pinning her down; the other is rifling through her purse.

THUG 1
Nothin' much here.

THUG 2
Shit, I guess we'll have to do her for free.

THUG 1
Yeah. All part of the job, I guess.

The WOMAN'S eyes widen even more in fear. The THUGS are sporting huge grins and snickering. THUG 1 drops the purse to the ground, and starts toward his companion and their hostage, when a "tsking" sound is heard from nowhere in particular.

SUPERMAN (OC)
Stop.

>From SUPERMAN'S POV we can see the THUGS looking around frantically, hoping that the voice didn't belong to who they thought it did, but the deep tones from above could only have come from two places; and it's probably not GOD. The THUGS start to head out the alleyway, but SUPERMAN is suddenly right there in front of them.

SUPERMAN
Here's a quiz… what's faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive, and very, very upset right now?

WOMAN
Superman!

SUPERMAN nods, a smirk coming over his face. THUG 1 draws a gun and fires upon SUPERMAN. The bullets ricochet off his chest harmlessly, and he catches them as fast as they fly away, to prevent any injuries.

SUPERMAN
You boys weren't paying attention. I said FASTER than a speeding bullet.

SUPERMAN advances, knocking THUG 1 out with a puff of his breath, which knocks the THUG into the side of a building, hard. THUG 2 pauses. He sees SUPERMAN standing there, waiting for him to do something. THUG 2 screams a loud, long battlecry and runs toward the Man of Steel, now firing his gun. SUPERMAN sighs, rolls his eyes, and knocks the thug out… with one finger and a flicking motion. He then picks up the gun used against him, crushes it into a ball of metal, uses his heat vision to slag it some more, and then rolls it between his hands, into a steel bar, blowing it to cool it off. SUPERMAN then twists the bar around the THUG'S hands - instant handcuffs. SUPERMAN repeats the action - very quickly - with the other THUG.

SUPERMAN
Are you all right, ma'am?

The WOMAN nods.

SUPERMAN
Can I offer you a lift home?

WOMAN
No… I live right around the corner…

SUPERMAN nods and smiles.

SUPERMAN
Be sure to alert the police, now. Good night, ma'am.

SUPERMAN begins to lift off, but the woman stops him.

WOMAN
WAIT!

SUPERMAN hovers in the air, a quizzical expression on his face.

WOMAN
W-would you like to come over for a drink?

SUPERMAN smiles, flashing his teeth.

SUPERMAN
I can't. But thank you.

SUPERMAN rockets off into the skyline. The WOMAN slumps a little.

WOMAN
Figures.

The WOMAN watches SUPERMAN disappear into the night and then kicks the THUGS before picking up her purse and leaving the alleyway. Cut To:
INT. LEX LUTHOR'S OFFICE - NIGHT.
LEX LUTHOR stands in his HUGE office, atop the massive LexCorp building. His shirt is unbuttoned, and he holds a half-full brandy sifter in his left hand. LEX is looking out over the city he has practically built from the ground up, the city he more or less rules from on high. LEX leans into the window and smiles. And then, a red-and-blue streak catches his eye. LEX'S smile disappears. The hatred LEX feels manifests itself in a glare so intense it cuts through the glass and hits SUPERMAN dead on. The Man of Steel waves before disappearing completely behind another of Metropolis' many skyscrapers. LEX crushes the sifter in his hand. He is almost shaking with anger.

LEX
Cocky bastard…

PULL BACK from the window LEX looks out from to reveal the massiveness of the LexCorp tower. PULL BACK further to reveal more of the Metropolis skyline. Now DOLLY DOWN to the streets below…

EXT. SWAN STREET - NIGHT.
Two more THUGS, wearing the same green armbands, are attempting to break into JC'S PAWNSHOP. MILO works on jimmying the door, while the other, JAKE, guards MILO'S back, gun in hand.

JAKE(Bad Hispanic accent.)
Why we doin' this again? Breaking in here?

MILO shrugs.

MILO
We have to.

JAKE
My uncle always said you don't gotta do nothin' 'cept die.

MILO
Well, your uncle was wrong.

JAKE
I still don't like it.

CU - MILO

MILO
No one said you had to.

There is no answer save for what sounds like a body hitting the ground.

MILO
Jake?

A voice with a WORSE HISPANIC accent answers.

VOICE(OC)
It still ain't right, hermano.

MILO'S eyes betray confusion. He turns to see SUPERMAN. MILO screams.

SUPERMAN
Aw, nuts. I've been working on that for weeks.

SUPERMAN allows a mock sigh.

SUPERMAN
You and your friend here…

SUPERMAN motions to the 'paralyzed-with-fear' JAKE that he's holding by the shoulder.

SUPERMAN
…Are under arrest.

MILO
What for?

SUPERMAN
Oh, come now. The "S" doesn't stand for 'stupid.' Let's go.

SUPERMAN scoops MILO up in his other arm and rockets into the night sky.

…TO BE CONTINUED NEXT MONTH!!!!

THE "CAST"
(In Order of Appearance --
and if they got speaking parts, they got cast!)
  • DOCTOR JEROME
    Jeremy Irons

  • BOBBY CONNORS
    Eric Lloyd

  • MRS. CONNORS
    Linda Hamilton

  • JOHANN MICHAELS
    Burt Reynolds

  • SUPERMAN/CLARK KENT
    Bruce Campbell

  • PROFESSOR KILGRAVE
    Michael Jeter

  • LOIS LANE
    Linda Fiorentino
  • WOMAN
    Halle Berry

  • THUG 1
    Michael Hutchison

  • THUG 2
    Billy Joe Armstrong

  • LEX LUTHOR
    Ed Harris

  • JAKE
    John Leguizamo

  • MILO
    Jason Lee
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    NOTE: This story was not continued by Erik. Sorry.

     
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