Sketch War

Tag: silent scenes

  • Peter’s Commentary on the “Silent Scenes” Edition

    Here’s my commentary for the latest round of Sketchwar, which had the theme “Silent Scenes.”

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  • Silent Scene Wrapup

    Sorry. That’s all I’ve got to say about this past week’s topic. We tried, I swear.

    Really, we’re all sorry. But the next battle…that should be…oh hell. It’ll be better than silent even if it’s not good. I promise that. This week: The Taxman Cometh.

    If you think you’ve got the comedy chops to do battle with our scarred and bitter warriors, if you dare step into the hailstorm of seltzer and cream pies, if you think you’re MAN ENOUGH or WOMAN ENOUGH to make us laugh, write a sketch and contact us at submissions(nospam)@sketchwar.org.

    Since we haven’t been getting many votes on the polls (and since this battle was so painful,) I’m not putting up a poll this week. Let me know in comments if I should bother to bring that back next week and if y’all plan on voting. What’s truly sad is we weren’t even getting a vote from every *competitor*. That’s not a good sign.

  • Radio Reception

    Hi all — here’s my take on the “Silent Scenes” edition of Sketchwar. I took a bit of a liberty with the topic, and assumed that this meant “dialog-free scenes”….

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  • Caffeine is a Helluva Drug

    Holy cow! Where did the time go? I’ve been keeping my head down working on another writing project, but, seeing as I tossed this suggestion out to Richard a while back, I figured I’d better take part.

    Sooo…

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  • Lead Foot

    Okay…silent…HARD. Thanks a LOT R.A. Here’s something that’s been sort of in the back of my head. Maybe it will work … we’ll see

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  • Ire with a Muffin

    A few days ago, unsatisfied with sketch #1 (Girth), I wrote sketch #2 (Muffin). I liked sketch #2. However, in a whirlwind of insecurity, I decided to post the first sketch thinking that the first idea is always better. But then I reread the first sketch after I posted it and thought “what the hell is this crap?” Quickly, a whirlwind of insecurity set in about sketch #1. So, I decided to cancel out the insecurities and just put the second one up too. Yes, a friggin lunatic am I.

    [fountain]

    INT. LOCAL CAFE – DAY
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  • Prank Warfare

    Good grief. I think this topic is Peter’s fault. Ugh. So sorry.

    I hope y’all find it funnier to read than I did to write. But I seriously doubt it.

    [fountain]
    INT. KINDERGARTEN – DAY
    YOUNG DAVID looks up from gluing macaroni to construction paper, interrupted by YOUNG EMILY’S ponytail sweeping across his desk. He brushes it aside once and she spins around, glaring. Then she smiles.
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  • Girth of a Nation of Dozens

    Okay, so I thought I’d post earlier than usual to avoid the end of the week pile up. Anyway, yeah…blame this one on sleep deprivation. Mad Max meets, well, a freakshow, if you will. Don’t know if its funny, but its definitely strange. Come to think of it, was that really a stamp I licked the other day…

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    EXT. OPEN FIELD – MIDWESTERN UNITED STATES – NIGHT

    An ANGRY MOB of dirty and nearly emaciated men, wearing potato sacks, carrying farm implements, and brandishing torches, march up to an open field. As the group stops, COLIN, the leader of the mob, emerges carrying a pitchfork. He stands tall and looks at the hill in the distance.

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