Maggie Connell has beauty, brains, talent and training. Unfortunately, none of that is needed to make a movie in the world of Indie Film. Bridget Jones meets Tropic Thunder on a micro budget.

SYNOPSIS:

Maggie's career has hit a wall. Watching Academy Awards being handed out from the Kodak Theater down the street, she takes a break from another round of agent submissions and stares across the Hollywood Hills at other windows as neighbors in the Industry watch the broadcast. As Best Actress is awarded, she lifts her chin and makes a decision.

The next morning, she begins working on a plan to make an Indie Film armed with a vision of a film, 30 grand and five credit cards. There is just one problem. There is no script. With everyone assembled in a non union state, racing a festival deadline and on location, everyone wants to work on the script and nothing matches the movie in her head. The project teeters on chaos as pre production begins. Each camp polarizing as the LA group dismisses the Locals as amateurs. The Locals ignore the LA team and no one trusts the Europeans.

A patchwork script emerges through guerrilla style filmmaking as a Hurricane descends on the set during locations. Faced with an impossible deadline and a mounting stack of bills, Maggie calls her "Deep Throat Insider" Phillip in LA and agrees to outside financing. She retreats to LA and Development Hell.

Writing the movie she envisions and training to play the part, Phillip finds a finance deal in Hong Kong. Confidently, she signs, beginning her tour of festivals as she waits for the money. The Asian Market changes and the Financiers up the ante to 3 films over 5 years. She continues writing as fund after fund fails. Finance Hell.

Broke, she retreats to her family back home working as a waitress at the local shrimp shack. The market crashes and the Underwriter dies. Phillip tells her to hang on, finish the scripts and sets her up with a gig dancing in Vegas. Maggie watches in horror as the market crash reverberates world wide. The pile of scripts growing around her as the film market changes and she continues to write, dance and wait.

5 Years Later. The Fax comes. The Financing has cleared. Maggie watches as the Courier Truck pulls up with the closing finance documents. She signs, reading her set of documents as Phillip calls, tears dripping down her cheeks.

A night shoot on the back lot of a studio in LA as the Hurricane is recreated. Maggie bobs in a water tank as the Director and Crew set up for the last shot. Satisfied in 1 take, the Director calls Cut. Maggie resurfaces, gasping. She stares in alarm, as the set begins to strike , her eyes meeting Phillip's. She lifts her chin calling out. "Can we do it again?"

The Director and Crew turn to her stunned. Phillip smiles. It's back to 1.