BLACK. It's everywhere. It swallows the screen. And so we stare
into a sea of BLACK.
paleness, it looked healthy, well-fed.
"Shh. ," the curled lips attempted. Like
or... "shit happens." Your eyes don't
forget things like that. Like you don't
they're humping. Primal.
Raw. They endure
after you've succumbed to the la-la of
(a pregnant beat)
Sometimes when it's dark out,-so dark
it's black, I'll see HIM.
And it starts all over again.
EXT. SKY - NIGHT
We are in the eye of a STORM, an angry mass of clo uds raging
It's a man.
It's a man, plus.
It's a SUPERHERO,
This Superhero (30). Unshaven.
Disheveled. Worn. A face
chiselled with mileage.
In the eyes, we can see his soul. Intense. Fierce. An exposed
nerve, snagged in a fish hook.
He hangs in the air, tired, rain-soaked, pissed-off.
engulfed in the dimensions of his cape.
The rain continues its onslaught.
INT. APARTMENT - NIGHT
dinner before them.
low fat milk.
Synopsis: A scruffy superhero named Hancock (Will Smith) protects the citizens of Los Angeles but leaves horrendous collateral damage in the wake of every well-intentioned feat. That's OK with Hancock; he doesn't care what people think and is just as likely to be found dozing on a park bench as saving a damsel in distress. However, after saving the life of a PR executive (Jason Bateman) and meeting the man's beautiful wife (Charlize Theron), he realizes that he may have a sensitive side after all.