Characters (to be played by one person, preferably female)
Victor1 (writer, 34 years old, depressed and isolated as he can not write something valuable)
Victor2 (writer, 34 years old, happy and socially integrated)
Victor3 (17 years old, hippie teenager, poet wannabe)
Lulu (V3′ s high school classmate, dressed like a travestied slut)
The little girl (a pale girl with long braids, dressed in a white night-gown)
Clara (V3’s high school classmate, imagined girlfriend)
V1’s room-almost empty, a chair, a desk with a laptop on it, books and papers, pencils, a mug of coffee and a filled ashtray;
V2’s room-teenager room, retro look
The little girl’s room-filled with toys, dolls.
A gloomy basement filled with boxes, garbage.
A living room with TV.
A road that heads towards a yellow building.
A corridor with lots of doors
The room of my childhood is dark. It is a dead room, a room of the dead.
Close-up on the actress playing all the characters while she is putting her contact lentils.
V1 is sited in front of his turned on laptop. He is motionless and silent, staring at the white laptop page. He seems tired and disappointed. Zoom in on the empty page.
The little girl’s room. A girl with long braids is on the floor, playing with her toys. She reaches for an old, odd -looking doll. She is laughing and playing with it.
V3 enters his room, turns the music on (The Doors, Light my fire), starts dancing and writing poetry on white sheets of paper.
V1 pushes the laptop away, takes a sheet of paper in his hands and a pen, feels them and begins drawing a map using the following names as locations (Lulu, Victor, Clara, Baby Sister Spider). His action accelerates, the sound of his pen leaving marks on the paper is getting louder.
V3 is running through a tunnel. One can see his back and hear Lulu’s voice calling: Wait up, Victor. It was just a joke! Wait up! The sound of Lulu’s heels running is getting louder.
V 1 sits on a chair, his face facing the wall in front of him. He answers the questions asked by a distorted voice:
Off:Is your name Victor?
Off:Are you a writer?
Off:Did you have a baby sister?
Off:Is she dead?
Off:Have you ever killed someone?
Off:Have you ever imagined killing someone?
Off:Do you know a boy called Lulu?
Off:Is he here with you?
V 1 turns his head slowly towards the camera.
V2 is happy, he has just received an award for his writing, he is holding his diploma, smiling at people, waving and thanking God, then sleeping peacefully, then watching TV, eating popcorn. He hears the news: (distorted voice):
A tragic event happened tonight on the
. A young boy lost his life in a horrible car accident.
His face drops.
V1 is in his bathroom, washing his hands. He blows air on the mirror and writes the letter V with his finger.
He says: How can I fight this? How can I fight this madness? Help me, my friend. You are the only one I have ever written for. How can I get rid of that horrible filth? Of that disgusting stain? How can I forget those fake breast, that sluttish skirt, that wig, that falsity? Do you know that loneliness has a boil called Lulu? Victor, you look into my eyes because it is you I have called for. You are the only one not consumed by this disease. I am desperately trying here the only thing that I am left to do. I want to tell you, Victor, about the summer camp. About that wicked place, Budila. I want to tell you my story. And maybe I will be saved.
V1 dreams about a penis having sex with his brains. He wakes up hastily. Runs to the bathroom and feels the mirror.
In the basement. It is dark. Sounds of stones hit to make a fire are heard. In the intermittent light of the fire sparks one can see V3 getting closer to the camera saying: Get lost!
Early in the morning. The little girl is walking on a street (one can see just the street, as the filming angle is the little girl’s perspective). Subtitle:
We are going to visit Anca and play with her toys. A big, yellow old hospital building appears at the end of the street. Subtitle:
You be a good girl.
The little girl lies on the bed, she is starring at the white ceiling. Suddenly, Lulu’s face appears, looking at her. Subtitle:
Behave! Behave! Behave!
The interior of the little girl’s room. The toys and dolls are gone. She walks to the centre of the room. On the floor there is a little car. She grabs it.
V1, in his bathroom, blows air on the mirror and starts drawing a door with his finger.
The interior of the little girl’s room. The room is full of toys and dolls. She is on the floor, with her back to the camera, laughing and playing with them. Two hands are seen reaching for her back. They grab her and shake her hard.
V1 is agitated, walking in his room, talking to himself, throwing away and ripping his books, puking in his toilet. He collapses on the floor and writes on the skin of his arm the name Lulu.
Lulu is dancing erotically, looking at the camera like he would be addressing to V3. He is saying:
Victor! What’s a nice kid like you doing in a place like this? He is licking his lips, coming close to the camera, moving it so it would better capture what he is tracing with his hands: his male sex.
V3 turns and runs away through the black tunnel. Lulu’s voice can be heard:
Wait up! Victor! It was just a joke!
Lulu’ s high heels are heard.
V3 is in the bathroom, washing his hands. He looks at him in the mirror. He says in neutral tone:
My only future is a room with a chair and a table where I shall die writing the Novel about Everything.
Then, he repeats the line extremely dramatically. V3 makes faces in the mirror, he rehearses crying, grinning arrogantly, wearing eye-glasses and looking intellectually. He doesn’t seem satisfied with what he is seeing, so he drinks water and spits it on his reflected image. Then, he blows air on the mirror and writes with his finger: Get Lost.
Dark screen. Subtitle:
I think about you, Victor, I can see you squatted on you knees, alone in that horrible room, among spider webs.
Lulu is running through the tunnel, looking horrified, towards the camera. Then, V1 wakes up suddenly from a nightmare.
V3 sits at a table, in his room, looking over a high school photo album. The camera is filming the photos. On each of the photo it is written a name.
Savin. The highschool philosopher.
Michi. The slut.
Gamalie. The stupid football player.
Clara. The beautiful virgin.
Bazil. The crazy bully.
Horica. The film-maker wannabe.
Lulu. The trickster.
Then, there are photos of teenagers in comic situations in summer camps. Among them, the photos of Clara reappear more and more, until, the only photos one can see are only of hers. These are extremely erotical, showing a lot of skin. V3 starts dancing in the dark with an invisible partner (Clara). On his last moves, the following subtitle appears:
But Clara was just a regular girl.
And one can see a photo of Clara wearing glasses and looking very casual.
Lulu is lying dead on the pavement, his make-up destroyed, covered in blood.
1. Scene 14 is repeated. Close up on the person that grabs her. It is Lulu.
2. Scene 6 is repeated.
3. V 2 is watching TV. He hears the news (distorted voice):
A tragic event happened tonight on
. A young man called Lulu Popescu was killed in a horrible car accident.
4. V1 (the filming angle is his perspective) is walking on a street early in the morning. He sees a yellow building and opens the door to enter. He is on a corridor with lots of doors. He opens them and sees:
– room full with dolls
– an ugly doll hanged from the ceiling
– a room with a table and a chair and V1 dead, lying on his books.
– the room of the baby sister. The little girl is on the floor, playing with her dolls (her back to the camera). V1 approaches her, touches her shoulder gently. The girl turns to him.
The face of the girl explodes into pieces, followed by the face of the doll, by V3’s face, Lulu’s face, V1′ s face (Matrioska effect).
Zoom in on the laptop screen, on a blank page. V1 is typing:
The little girl with the braids was me.
The page changes into a white sheet where the same sentence is written. The camera zooms out and one can see the image from scene 1. V1 is at his table writing. He finishes and puts the sheet on the manuscript of a novel called LU LU.
Close up on the actress taking out her contact lentils.