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Your first look at the top 25 scripts and writers that made the semis!
Congratulations to TB Recommended Writer Dan Dollar who has signed with CAA & Industry Entertainment
With Dan Dollar signing with new reps, this now marks 100% of our recommended writers signed from the TB Recommended program! Congrats all around!
Vanity Fair has recently published a fantastic piece comparing the spec market of yesteryear to that of 2013. The article dabbles with some of the most renowned spec writers of the industry, and comparatively with some of the agents, managers and executives of both periods discussing the ever changing spec market. Tracking Board also gets a nice little shout out from the writer Margaret Heidenry. We love our VF… and we’re happy to be of service. (Find the article inside).
ON THE SLATE — SMELL OF NAPALM (IN MY PANTS) EDITION (03.15.13)Friends, Romans, Liam Neeson’s Kraken, Dolph’s Lundgren, Alan’s fleshy, swinging Arkin, this is ON THE SLATE with Mike De Luca, this is where we talk about what’s hot, what’s not, what’s overrated, what’s underrated, what’s awful, what’s awesome…well, you know, we met that time we both went looking for Private Ryan. Humping gear across a bombed-out France in our tight-fitting uniforms, clutching our heavy artillery, we came upon the titular private. He was, for some reason, not happy to see us. But, reading letters by candlelight under the stars with Tom Hanks, we shared a series of sweetly-heterosexual adventures and, like in the case of Sean Connery in “Zardoz”, a good time was had by all.
VERONICA MARS WILL SLEUTH UP THE SILVER SCREEN!Long dead (but much beloved) “Veronica Mars” will finally be resurrected thanks to YOU. Yes, YOU!
Friends, Romans, vegan hookers, Michael Haneke’s sinewy thighs, Shirley Maclaine’s red carpet, Warren Beatty’s magic balls(“Bulworth for 2016”), this is this is ON THE SLATE with Mike De Luca, this is where we talk about what’s hot, what’s not, what’s overrated, what’s underrated, what’s awful, what’s awesome…well, you know, we met at Bill Clinton’s Oscar after-party. Hillary was not present. Ian McKellen, God love him, let me pass, after making sure I had the right measurements.
Jesse V. Johnson-helmed trailer goes viral.
Welcome, friends, Romans, Maggie Smith’s pleasure-giving mouth (what, I like the way she talks), Helen Mirren’s celestial orbs, Bradley Cooper’s Mini-Cooper, my erotic E-meter, this is ON THE SLATE with Mike De Luca, this is where we talk about what’s hot, what’s not, what’s overrated, what’s underrated, what’s awful, what’s awesome…well, you know, we met at that all-boys boarding school in New England. Do you remember? We had many glorious, positively 100% heterosexual adventures sitting in a dark caves, our hands bumping in the dampness and dew, reading poems through our young and innocent lips. Wait, you weren’t there?
Welcome, friends, Romans, Paul Haggis’ haggis, Dame Judi Dench’s glorious sliver landing strip, Xenu’s shriveled alien testicles, this ON THE SLATE with Mike De Luca, this is where we talk about what’s hot, what’s not, what’s overrated, what’s underrated, what’s awful, what’s awesome…well, you know, we met that time at Top Gun. There, I had many heterosexual conquests. (Val Kilmer was not present.) Wait, that wasn’t you? (Maybe Val Kilmer was present.)
Yet another TB Recommends writer signs!
Welcome friends, Romans, Oscar pool cheaters, fellow suppressive personalities, John McTiernan jailers, I’m Mike De Luca and this is ON THE SLATE. This is where we talk about what’s hot, what’s not, what’s overrated, what’s underrated, what’s awful, what’s awesome…well, you know, we met at the nunnery, back when I was Sister Ashton Kutcher. But that’s not the point. The point is, that one week we might talk about how J.J Abrams will inevitably franchise your mom, or offer up unfiltered commentary on my days as a congressional “aide”. But, before we can begin, there are three things you must know– #1 – This is ON THE SLATE with Mike De Luca. #2 – The other Michael De Luca, is me without the large personality. #3 – Betty White is just your kindly old grandma…in leather.
This year, we will crown one winner the “OSCAR KING” and award them with the 2012 OSCAR PACK of Blu-Ray discs including: “The Artist”, “Rango”, “Midnight in Paris”, “The Descendants”, and “The Iron Lady” (collectively the Best Picture, Best Director, Best Actor, Best Actress, Best Animated Film, Best Screenplay, Best Adapted Screenplay). This pool is free to enter for all current members.
We are taking a break this week, from smutty jokes and such weighty topics as J.J. Abrams’ quest for franchise domination, to discuss Warren Beatty’s savage 1998 political satire “Bulworth”.
Welcome friends, Romans, lovely fornicators, my Secret Santa, my Secret Santa on the side, that gingerbread man I seduced while dressed like Sharon Stone in “Basic Instinct”(I made the Naughty List again), the egg nog I spiked with mescaline, I’m Mike De Luca and this is ON THE SLATE. This is where we talk about what’s hot, what’s not, what’s overrated, what’s underrated, what’s awful, what’s awesome…well, you know, we met at Bill Nighy’s New Year’s Eve Sex Jaunt. There, Nighy appeared in the center of the mansion he calls “Betty White’s Love Tunnel”, stepping out of giant clamshell, nude like Venus, clenching his wrinkled, sultry flesh.
T’was the night before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even Richard Gere’s gerbil…..
Welcome friends, Romans, Mario, Luigi, Princess Peach, Bowser, Wario, Link, Zelda, Megaman, Ken, Ryu, Seamus, those assholes who made “Street Fighter” the movie, those assholes who made “Street Fighter: The Legend of Chun-Li”, Alan Arkin’s harem, Conan O’Brien, I’m Mike De Luca and this is ON THE SLATE. This is where we talk about what’s hot, what’s not, what’s overrated, what’s underrated, what’s awful, what’s awesome…well, you know, we met that time you came to my door selling Avon. Sizing up your appearance, I asked, “You’re an Avon Lady?”
Welcome friends, Romans, Mormon strippers, chimney sweeps, hobbit molesters, deposed generals, I’m Mike De Luca and this is ON THE SLATE. This is where we talk about what’s hot, what’s not, what’s overrated, what’s underrated, what’s awful, what’s awesome…well, you know, we met at that Willem Dafoe Sex Party. Willem was running around his house naked, shaking Little Willem, shouting, “Who wants to join my platoon?” Tom Berenger, in a bid for relevance, was also skulking around naked bellowing, “I’m Tom Berenger! I’m Tom Berenger! I’m somebody!” His cries (and paunch) went unnoticed. You were in the corner, speaking in hushed tones of a love apocalypse where everyone wore matching blazers. You took me by the hand and led me into the guest bedroom, where, beneath a disturbing photograph of Willem Dafoe and John Malkovich making out on the set of “Shadow of the Vampire”, we….Wait, that wasn’t you? Shit. I should really lay off the appletinis. Wait, it’s all coming back, coming back to me now (in my pants).
Welcome friends, Romans, unlicensed gynecologists, recently-consumed turkeys, amoebas, Chevy Chase, I’m Mike De Luca and this is ON THE SLATE. This is where we talk about what’s hot, what’s not, what’s overrated, what’s underrated, what’s awful, what’s awesome…well, you know, we met at that orgy at Dustin Hoffman’s house. (For the record, both Dustin Hoffmans are short.) It was then, dressed like a wrinkly old man with a wrinkly old, ahem, carrot, you approached me, offering to make me to cry out, “Oh shit” while jumping over a waterfall. We then entered a room adorned with (recent) photos of Hoffman prancing around in his “Tootsie” dresses while making pouty faces.
Another TB Recommends writer finds a new home!
Welcome friends, Romans, closeted Republicans, I’m Mike De Luca and this is ON THE SLATE. This is where we talk about what’s hot, what’s not, what’s overrated, what’s underrated, what’s awful, what’s awesome…well, you know, we met at that One Direction concert. Elmo was there, tickling himself silly. So were Bert and Ernie, who were wearing Ed Hardy (like they were fooling anyone, much like guys who wear Ed Hardy). Oscar the Grouch was shaking his can in a manner that would make Tyler Perry hard. While the hunky crew of well-groomed young men onstage belted their way through their cover of “Use Somebody”, you turned to me and said, “I can use one of them…in my pants.
