Summary

The website content outlines a satirical narrative about a woman's escape from "Curation Jail" facilitated by two other women and a Curation Expert, who ultimately dismantle the Curation Conglomerate with a limerick.

Abstract

The story unfolds in a dystopian setting where a woman named R Tsambounieri Talarantas is imprisoned in Curation Jail. Two women, Roz Warren and Bev Potter, discuss her plight at a local bar, where they encounter Stacey Curran, a self-proclaimed Curation Expert. Stacey proposes a daring plan to free R Tsambounieri Talarantas by taking down the enigmatic Curation Conglomerate. The trio embarks on a journey across a desert to the Curation Headquarters, gaining access through a hidden hatch. Inside, they confront the Shocked Curators and, in an unexpected twist, Stacey uses a limerick to incapacitate them, leading to the liberation of R Tsambounieri Talarantas and the collapse of the curation authority.

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Roz Warren expresses frustration with the situation of R Tsambounieri Talarantas, indicating a possible disdain for the curation system.
Bev Potter defends R Tsambounieri Talarantas, suggesting that her imprisonment might be unjust, particularly criticizing the notion that she deserves incarceration simply because of her lengthy name.
Stacey Curran, the Curation Expert, initially appears confident but is met with skepticism by Roz and Bev, revealing a distrust in experts within the narrative.
The use of a limerick as a weapon against the Curators implies a critique of the curation system's fragility and the power of creativity and humor over bureaucratic structures.
The story concludes with a triumphant tone, celebrating the downfall of the Curation Conglomerate and the liberation of R Tsambounieri Talarantas, which can be seen as a victory for individual freedom over oppressive systems.

Escape From Curation Jail

The Movie

SCENE 1

OPEN with shot of a pair of female hands clutching jail cell bars. Camera PULLS BACK to show forlorn WOMAN. Camera PULLS BACK further to show Curation Jailer holding plate of Curation Gruel.

JAILER: Here’s your twice daily ration, criminal.

WOMAN PRISONER: You know where you can shove that ration.

JAILER: You never learn, do you, criminal.

WOMAN PRISONER takes plate of gruel and throws it against the wall.

CUT to the Curation Bar and Grill. Two women talking. BACKGROUND MUSIC: Thursday night Karaoke, a man singing Bobby Goldsboro’s Watching Scotty Grow.

Roz Warren: I don’t know how much more of this Rigópoula will be able to take.

Bev Potter: Her name is R Tsambounieri Talarantas.

ROZ: I know that. Too many letters in her name.

BEV: And so what, ROZ? She should rot in the Curation Hoosegow just because she has too many letters in her name?

ROZ: I’m sure she belongs in there for something. She’s Greek, you know.

WOMAN comes into camera view, bends over, and speaks to BEV and ROZ.

WOMAN: Sorry to eavesdrop, but I couldn’t help but overhear your friend’s predicament.

ROZ: She’s not my friend. She’s Greek. And who the hell are you?

WOMAN: Name’s Stacey Curran, Curation Expert. And I’m here to tell ya you’ll never bust whats-her-name out of the Curation Slammer.

BEV: That’s it? That’s all you got? Some Curation Expert you are!

STACEY: But I have a solution for you.

ROZ: Some grand plan?

STACEY: Yes. Take out the entire Curation Conglomerate.

BEV: What? What? We don’t even know who the Curators are.

STACEY: True, but I know where they are.

SCENE 2

The camera shows BEV, ROZ, and STACEY walking across a desert. MUSIC: A Horse With No Name, Neil Young.

ROZ to STACEY: We’re Here?

BEV: Here where? Another tumbleweed?

STACEY: We’re here. Curation Headquarters.

PAN down STACEY'S leg. With her knock-off Manolo Blahniks, STACEY kicks aside the tumbleweed to reveal a hatch. MUSIC: building drumroll.

CUT to an overhead shot of STACEY, BEV, and ROZ climbing down a ladder to the Curation Bunker. MUSIC: Theme from the Twilight Zone.

CUT to STACEY, BEV, and ROZ standing in front of a gaggle of Shocked Curators. MUSIC FADES.

BEV: What now, oh ye mastermind.

ROZ: Yeah, what she said there. What now?

STACEY: Curators hate limericks.

BEV and ROZ: Huh?

STACEY: Have you ever seen them Curate a limerick?

CLOSEUP of STACEY retrieving a piece of paper from her knock-off Prada purse. WIDEN to show STACEY ready to read her limerick. MUSIC: brief drumbeat. FADE DRUMBEAT.

STACEY to BEV and ROZ: This will make their little heads explode!

STACEY: There once was a man from Tibet, Who couldn’t find a cigarette. So he smoked all his socks, and got chicken-pocks, and had to go to the vet.

WIDE PAN of Curators clutching their ears, mouthing cries of mercy. MUSIC: Vincent Price’s diabolic laugh from Michael Jackson’s Thriller. Splice QUICK CUTS of Picasso’s Scream.

CUT to an outdoor scene of glorious fireworks. PAN back to STACEY, BEV, and ROZ, their arms raised in triumph. MUSIC: We Are The Champions Of The World, Queen.

SCENE THREE

CAMERA: Curation Jail bars on cell window. PAN BACK as sunrise floods the jail window. PAN BACK to see the sunshine on R Tsambounieri Talaranta’s face. MUSIC: rising instrumental. SOUND of R Tsambounieri Talaranta’s jail cell door opening. She turns to see that no one but destiny had opened her jail cell.

THE END

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Written, Directed, and Produced by Jeff Hanlon.