Armed with a gun that seems to have a mind of its own, a hitman chooses to change his ways after receiving a terminal cancer diagnosis. 

FINALIST - Screencraft Short Screenplay Contest 2019

FINALIST - Da Vinci International Film Fest 2020

OFFICIAL SELECTION - HollyShorts Film Festival, Screenplay Competition 2020

OFFICIAL SELECTION/FINALIST - DC Shorts Film Festival 2020

SEMI-FINALIST - SF IndieFest Screenplay Contest 2019

QUARTER-FINALIST - Slamdance Screenplay Competition 2019

OFFICIAL SELECTION - TalNexus Screenplay Contet 2019

FINALIST - InRoads Screenwriting Fellowship 2019

DIRECTOR’S STATEMENT

This is a story about a man that can’t do his job anymore. Our protagonist, Sullivan, is like a vintage El Camino — big, tough, and they don’t make em anymore. The world around him is changing. Crime hasn’t paid and these mobsters lifestyles are more akin to blue collar workers, making just enough to get by. 

Sullivan has lived his life as a tool for an organization. He’s a “gun for hire” — never asks questions and just pulls the trigger. As an executioner, he can’t question the morality of his occupation. Does a grunt oilman ponder the implications of fossil fuels on climate change? No, he does his job and goes home to rest for the next day, because the Big Man on top can cut him loose if he squeaks. 

In this way, Sullivan and the magical Colt .45 are linked — after his terminal diagnosis, he attempts to kill himself but the gun miraculously doesn’t fire. By coincidence or divine providence, the gun rejecting its singular purpose, to kill, will inspire Sullivan to rebel against the bounds of his criminal lifestyle.