EPISODE FIVE
I sang the songs. It was a blast--I got to use that cheesy Vegas voice. We wanted to do "Copacabana" but couldn't find the sheet music. The pianist was the ever-accomodating Joe O. Joe's last name was a very long Polish one--"oh-la-fer-OH-vich"--and I cannot find it written anywhere in my notes. Joe, if you read this, please let me know! The backup singers, Kim Westin and Christy Manso, were vocal majors from the music school, and they rose--or sank--to the challenge of singing intentionally off-key. Kim also did the solo on "Someone to Watch Over Me." Barry got his last name from our sound effects CDs--Bainbridge Audio.
Alex's story about throwing snowballs at McDonald's is pure Ducky. We just asked him to make something up. I tend to think it's based on a real event.
I know the poker showdown against Death is goofy, but we tried. I think Alex should have been a bit more excited at first at realizing this ultimate challenge, and a little less light and speedy...he's going to be a calculating con man and have a good poker face. Lisel did a really good job bringing Death to, well, life. I like the image of Death as a slinky blond woman more than as, say, Brad Pitt eating peanut butter. And you'll never find a Vegas casino that keeps jokers in the deck as wild cards. That was my fault.
That's Aretha Franklin singing "Pitiful" on the P.A. in the ladies' room scene. It seemed to fit and Kat likes Aretha.
Poor Rebecca has to go to pieces twice in the show. Kim was like the designated basket case.
How do you prop open a staircase?
With two colleges in close proximity (and one of them being Cornell), Ithaca has a high suicide rate--sometimes people slip into the gorges by accident, sometimes they jump on purpose, and sometimes idiots get drunk and fall to their death. Having Brian turn up the gorges seemed perfect--every once in a while, the police would find a body at the bottom and assume it was a jumper. Keep in mind, this was written for a specific town as an audience, so we could afford making these kinds of references.
This is my favorite episode because we slaved over the dramatic ending. I wanted to do the monologues very badly; Kat said "You want them, you write them!" So I did, over a period of about three days locked in a room with a computer, and I love the way they came out. By the end I really wanted the audience to believe the characters were real people, that there would have to be some fallout after the events if it happened in real life, and the best way to do that would be to break the fourth wall and have the characters talk directly into the listener's heads. I didn't want a happy ending, and I wanted the ending to be the END, not something left up in the air.
POST-PRODUCTION
The show aired five nights in April of 1993, and again all in one afternoon two weeks later. Audience reaction was all bad the first night, mixed the second, all good the third night, and nobody called at all the last two nights, so I guess we bored them into tuning out.
We put together a blooper/leftovers reel called "Lost In The Darkness." It features auditions, outtakes, in-between chatter, my uncut lounge songs (they're supposed to be bad, remember that!), real phone call reactions from the nights the show aired, the radio commercial, and Eric Clapton's full title song. By the way, Jamie (Sandy) and Decker (Jess) were dating each other at the time, so the fight scenes between their characters were real. The Metallica singing is Decker and John Munyan. Also on here is some of the hell we went through trying to get Jess' fall down the stairs to sound right. I have it digitized as an MP3, but it's not in the SHOUTcast playlist. If people really want to hear it, I'll add it.
To celebrate the project, we had T-shirts made up that had the EoD logo on the front and "My friends when to another dimension and all I got was this lousy T-shirt" on the back. We sold out, but that was easy with a paltry two dozen, most of which went to the cast. I will try to get a photo online
Kat and I edited the script down to two hour-long episodes for a contest, and we both believe it works much better this way. We entered it and never heard anything, until I started calling the contest's creators at their homes. I was told the contest was delayed a year due to lack of entries, So I waited a year and I'm still waiting today. I have never seen an award, a critique of our work (as promised) or my entry fee back. I can only assume it, too, was lost in the darkness...
Meanwhile, the Fox Network debuted a mid-season replacement in March 1995 called Sliders, about a group of college friends who find gateways to other dimensions and happily "slide" from one alternate reality to another. The shows were developed independently, but it does make me feel better whenever I get to thinking that EoD failed because of a flawed concept. I still like the script, and we had a lot of fun screwing up.