If James L. Brooks is reading this, I’d just like to tell you that a pair of renegade filmmakers has invaded your office. Please don’t arrest them, they don’t mean any harm. Don’t mind the missing picture frames or smudged fingerprints on your movie posters. They’re just trying to make movies great again, or at least they did with their own creation. “The Sean Connery Golf Project” is a great big can of comedic whoop a*s for all Hollywood’s top development that if they don’t start making good films soon, the independents are going to make it for them… at any cost.
Tired of cookie cutter flicks oozing out like a Play-doh fun factory, Sara Rimensnyder and Rhys Southan decide that, “They’re mad as hell and they’re not going to take it anymore.” They attempt the ultimate Hollywood heist; sneak into a major studio, steal a script from top Hollywood brass, re-write it, and sneak it back inside better than before.
This is no easy task. There’s security, weekend staff, not to mention the thought of James L. Brooks walking into his office and finding two filmmakers during their raid of mediocre scripts. After a few close calls, they find a comedic vehicle called, “The Sean Connery Golf Project.” They make it back to their secret lair (their apartment) and attempt to improve the script into something worthy of an evening priced admission.
Yes, breaking into a major studio is against the law, but it’s also pretty damn clever. Watching them snooping for their script of gold is like watching a sci-fi geek sneak onto Skywalker Ranch. They enjoy this because they have nothing to lose, except maybe finding the script sequel to “Battlefield Earth,” which then may God have mercy on all our souls. This is guerilla filmmaking at it’s finest. Is it real? Who cares. Did it entertain me for twelve minutes? It sure in the hell did.
The filmmakers leave us by saying, “If we could do it, so can you.” Think of the possibilities; independent filmmakers, these Robin Hoods of Hollywood, stealing scripts from the rich and making them entertaining for the poor (or in this case, the movie going public). Crime does pay and we have “The Sean Connery Golf Project” to thank.