Love in the Time of Corona
I am not a screenwriter, but I would love to see this movie:
That's all I got. I put it out there. Feel free. My blessings.
A gentle romcom
about two people who get quarenteened in neighboring hotel rooms. They never
met before. There is a connecting door that's locked, and they begin to
communicate through it. Talking away the hours. When they go to get their food,
which is left outside their doors, they get to see each other from 15 feet
away. They like what they see.
They discover a love
for books, and especially Gabriel García Márquez (Love in the Time of
Cholera) They talk through the door for
hours, the days go by, they wave at each other from their doors in the hallway.
They pass notes back and forth. Little things they find to show each other.
Books.
They fall in
love. At some point they touch fingers
under the connecting door. I can see a softly lit close up of the bottom of the
door, dim light on the camera side and brighter light on the other side, so we
can see her shadow as she tentatively slides her fingers under the door, and
his as they meet.
He's playing
romantic music on pandora on his phone. They each sit with their backs to the
door, allowing their fingers to play with each other, it becomes slightly
heated, each of them becoming aroused in their imaginations, the tension starts
to build until there is a sharp rap on the door, at which they both jump out of
their skins.
They push their beds
close to the door so they can fall asleep touching fingertips.
That's all I got. I put it out there. Feel free. My blessings.
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