Barry Cullison
Guitarist, Composer, Performer, Writer fretwerk@aol.com<
My Scripts



Folks, as musicians don't die; They just decompose, Actors fade away and return to this world as writers.  What the heck, the words of other writers have tumbled from our mouths and, if you're lucky, you have studied thousands of scripts, so in many ways writing is a natural metamorphasis. 

As I've heard actors say,
"Thank God for the actor who writes, but beware the writer who has never acted."



Ei
ghty Thieves

by Barry Cullison and Dean Hill
Based on the book, "The Eighty Thieves"
by Anthony N. Iannarelli and John G. Iannarelli

80 Thieves is the true story of unsung heroes who, as captives, fought to subvert the enemy in his own backyard.

Tony is twenty-two years old and a sailor stationed on the isle of Guam, a tropical paradise.  He is scheduled to muster out and go home to New Jersey in three days.  His biggest problem at the moment is his successless courtship of a traditional Japanese girl.  In his attempt to woo her, he learns everything he can about her language and culture.

Suddenly he has a real problem, World War II, when the island is invaded by Imperial Japan.  The Americans are woefully outnumbered, and training rifles are no defense against strafing aircraft. Resistance is futile.  When the enemy descends upon them, most Americans are in the mess hall scarfing down a comfort meal, fearfully awaiting their fate.  This is the last square meal some of them will ever have.  With Tony's luck, he gets food poisoning and is clobbered for being sick.

When he wakes up, he is arriving at a Japanese port.  Those in charge declare "It is Japan's aim to inflict on its prisoners as much pain as humanity will allow."  Next stop, a prisoner of war camp deep in the interior of the island nation.

The P.O.W.s find themselves subjected to a life of harsh physical labor, inadequate medical care, relentless beatings, and near starvation.  To save himself and his comrades, Tony uses his knowledge of Japanese to gain insight into his captors and game the system.  But his pride and defiance almost get him killed more than once.  The guards call him 'Tony No-Good.'

Over time, the Japanese single out eighty men, Tony included, who they suspect of committing acts of theft and sabotage.  Still, these courageous men continue to undermine their captors as their lives are made more wretched.

One August day, prisoner and jailer alike feel the earth shake, as the atomic age begins.  With liberation, many prisoners exact revenge, but Tony avoids the trap of hate and marches out of the camp with his humanity as well as his life.


The Confederate
by Dean Hill and Barry Cullison
A war criminal becomes a saint.  A surreal western based on Zen Koans

I fought the Civil War and lost. I have solved all of my problems with violence for 5 years. I go home but the scorched earth policy destroyed my home and killed my family. I don’t care anymore . . . so what do I do?

Go West, young man! Go west. There, all my skills will be challenged by the people and the land. Someone will pay for me. They will see how terribly serious I am - how deadly. I will kill you. I will challenge civilization.  I will fuck your wife.  The only thing that can stop me is gold.

If I had enough gold I could stop this killing. I could start over. But. . . I’m a victim with a gun and I’m tired of being young. Point black that kid had to die. There was hunger for the fame. The kid bet and lost the game. I’ll be the hero tonight. I do not play. I am real and I’m funny.

Who do you know like me? Not everyone gets it, but fuck them. You know when Elder wife slapped that little girl, something just changed inside of me. I almost cried.  I think I’m ashamed.

Oh, God I’m so sorry. I killed those kids, and shamed that Chinese girl and shot that doctor and beheaded the Bishop and destroyed that town. God! I think my head is going to explode. Leave me alone, I need to atone. How can I pay for my sins? I stumble around the desert and found that water will help me begin.

If I dig for water and find gold . . . I might kill myself.