My new screenplay (working title: DRESSED TO KILL) follows young Stanley Eisen from his days as an teenage outcast ashamed of his deformed ear and hounded by a fuckedup parents to a meeting with brash, horny, opinionated mama's-boy Chaim Bloom as young rockers in a big, dangerous city with big, dangerous dreams. Along the way they recruit a hearty-partying guitar whiz and a sour, would-be Brooklyn gangster drummer; hook up with a manager who teaches them the tricks of long-vanished vaudeville magic and together, with only a few songs and even fewer ideas, they leapfrog contemporaries with better chops and bigger followings, on their way to domination (of 13 year old boys). Flick ends with the release of ALIVE! leaving just enough breadcrumbs to promise sequel after sequel after sequel. My only concession to Hollywood is to cast good looking young actors