"R.C. and His Boys"
All right, all you Wilmington screenwriters, here's the title of your next project.
It's a low-class, tawdry, tabloid story from hell, and so cinematic--can't you just see Blackburn doing doughnuts in Soles' flower bed projected way up there on the silver screen!
Sex! Violence! Politics! Hush-Money! (hush-a-bye-baby) It's got it all! And Tater City is visually ideal for filming (and flimflamming).
Y'all get to work! You hear?
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