If you don't know The Eagles of Death Metal (EoDM) yet, see if you can get a feel for them by reading the rough outline of my movie script.
OPENING SCENE: (Just after 1am, Friday night) A wild bar in the middle of San Bernadino. Our hero enters (he's only our hero, because we haven't seen any of the nasty shit he did before) wearing black jeans, a leather jacket and a t-shirt that reads "shirt optional".
Half the women in the bar are chain-smoking menthols, while the other half pole dance, regardless of what they're doing, their eyes are now resting on our hero.
Through the cigarette smoke our hero eyes a beautiful red head dancing on the far right stripper pole.
Out of nowhere a tattooed, long-haired 50- year-old grease ball says, "Eat shit Jake!" and smashes a beer bottle in his face.
The largest-dirtiest-biker-grease ball-stripper-broken pool cue-bar fight you've ever seen breaks out.
(End Scene)
MIDDLE SEQUENCE: Driving (on a monster sweet hog) to Las Vegas to marry his red haired, 19-year-old stripper girlfriend and lay low after robbing a pet store, then setting half it's puppies free.
The nighttime desert air is cool on their faces as they drive faster towards Vegas. A preemptive honeymoon roadblock makes itself known a few hundred feet ahead. It turns out the stripper's daddy is a major boss man back in LA and is not too happy about his little girl marrying one of California's most notorious.
Needless to say, the blood spilled halfway between LA and Vegas didn't taste a thing like Cherry Cola.
END SCENE: As our hero waits to visit the devil in his lover's arms outside The Heart On motel, blood oozing from his mouth. He asks her, "Even if it takes years, whatever you gotta do, revenge my death." The red haired scarlet kissed and squeezed him for the last time, before plotting how her father would die.
Sunset, mountains, palm trees.
THE END.
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