1978

Completed pilot script based on, a novel by Daniel Jones. This is an 8 part episodic series.

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LOGLINE

Boy, new to the city, becomes absorbed by his three new nihilistic friends. Living in the moment, the seduction of punk rock's savage amusement becomes intoxicating.

Their ambitions to form a band and be a part of the scene are threatened when an older outsider enters their lives and crash lands on the couch in this coming of age story set in Toronto's hard-boiled late 70's scene.

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TORONTO

The series captures a long-forgotten city, far from the world-class metropolis it is today. Toronto represented every disenfranchised kid that wanted to make it, wanted to be somebody. You didn't have to be from the centre of the universe to be a part of something important.

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Social Media was graffiti on a bathroom wall. The collage of badges, patches and pins worn on your jacket were your Facebook profile. Cheap photocopying made the spreading of information through zines a world wide punk phenomena.

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Synopsis

Set in the squalid apartments, dive bars and dire streets of 1978 Toronto; Boy, Jackie, Soo and Kid; intent on forming a band, are easily consumed by the debaucherous backdrop of their local heroes and the scene they desperately want to be a part of.

Fully immersed in the moment, and with no regard for the future, Boy loses his job. Staying up all night, and living a life of booze, drugs and carefree irresponsibility, the misfits chase an unsustainable dream.

As the group's dysfunctional relationship begins to take shape, their appetite for self-destruction takes priority. As desperation begins to set in, an outsider enters, bringing promises of drugs and rent money; while introducing them to the dark side of the city.

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The Viletones led by Steven Leckie on vocals

The Viletones led by Steven Leckie on vocals

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'Another year for me and you. 

Another year with nothing to do.'

- The Stooges