Question & Answer 1 – Luke Kennard

QUESTION 1

INT. SUBMARINE – NIGHT (MAYBE? OR DAY? EVENING?)

It’s a shit title, let’s be honest, and the set-up relies on an innate knowledge of living onboard a submarine and all the stuff that goes on with it. Everything is grey, the protaganist [might be the antagonist] used to make a joke that living onboard a submarine was just staring at fifty different shades of grey. This joke was before the book was even conceived. He can’t use that joke anymore – but please know there is no colour in a submarine, everything is grey. Fourty nine and a half different shades of grey.

…………………………………………………………..SONAR OPERATOR
……………………………………….I’ve just learnt what nihilartikel means.

…………………………………………………………..CHIEF
……………………………………….…life on board…

…………………………………………………………..SONAR OPERATOR
……………………………………….I think it means me, some broken entry on a
……………………………………….map that exists purely to confuse other
……………………………………….people. I’m not even worth some grid co-ordinates.

The submarine begins to fall apart.
The sub marine begins to fall apart.
The sub marine begins to fall apart.

…………………………………………………………..SONAR OPERATOR (CONT’D)
……………………………………….I think I’m falling apart.

…………………………………………………………..VOICEOVER
……………………………………….And it’s at this point crush depth forces the hate
……………………………………….into some innocent flesh. It’s here that we the
……………………………………….lines blur. Boundaries no longer exist.

…………………………………………………………..SONAR OPERATOR
……………………………………….Another fucking shade of grey.
……………………………………….The Sonar Operator has fallen apart.

– Aaron Kent

ANSWER 1

INT. SUBMARINE – PENTECOST

…………………………………………………………..CHIEF
……………………………………….The ideal of control is no longer that of
……………………………………….transparency…

…………………………………………………………..SONAR OPERATOR
……………………………………….I think often of our love of detective stories
……………………………………….and crime fiction more generally and that
……………………………………….it isn’t so much its tidiness (hygiene, case
……………………………………….closed and final page as the flush of a toilet)
……………………………………….or comfort (lurid torture scene followed by
……………………………………….celebration of local cuisine) or even some
……………………………………….sense of closure ostensibly lacking in “real
……………………………………….life” but rather a maelstrom. Everything, in
……………………………………….the end, bewilders. We leave the detective, a
……………………………………….cynic, a romantic, sitting on a memorial
……………………………………….bench outside a factory, grimacing into the
……………………………………….middle distance. There is shit everywhere.

…………………………………………………………..FORMER CHILDREN’S ENTERTAINER
……………………………………….(Dumps a scoop of ice-cream into his coffee
……………………………………….cup and pours black coffee over it).
……………………………………….When did you first fall in love on a
……………………………………….submarine?

…………………………………………………………..V/O
……………………………………….The retired children’s entertainer was working
……………………………………….on a novel set on board a submarine and had
……………………………………….registered as a passenger for research. He
……………………………………….would later self-publish his novel, Tiger Cruise,
……………………………………….and receive many five-star reviews from other
……………………………………….self-published novelists. Tiger Cruise, he would
……………………………………….later claim, had sold over 50,000 copies. Like all
……………………………………….children’s entertainers he had a streak of unusual
……………………………………….cruelty and misanthropy which gave him great
……………………………………….potential as a writer.

…………………………………………………………..SONAR OPERATOR
……………………………………….I have always been an excellent lover, but also a
……………………………………….terrible lover. Working on a submarine was a
……………………………………….chance to fuse these two parts of my personality.
……………………………………….I feel like I use a different part of my brain when
……………………………………….I am in love on a submarine and when I am in
……………………………………….love in “mouth breathing land-space” as we
……………………………………….submariners call the world.

…………………………………………………………..CHIEF
……………………………………….The robot no longer interrogates appearance.

A creak. Two creaks.

– Luke Kennard

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