Unleash your inner misfit and join Ed Wood on a wild ride to becoming a legend.
Ed Wood was a man who lived life on his own terms. He was a dreamer, a misfit, and a legend in his own right. His movies may have been panned by critics and audiences alike, but they have gained a cult following over the years. Ed’s unorthodox methods, surrealism, and sheer audacity have made him a folk hero of sorts. In this mostly true story, we follow Ed from his early days as an aspiring filmmaker to his eventual rise to infamy as the “worst director of all time.” Along the way, we meet the strange and colorful characters who helped him bring his vision to life. This is the story of Ed Wood.
Chapter 1: The Dreamer
Ed Wood was born in Poughkeepsie, New York, in 1924. As a boy, he was fascinated by the movies. He would spend hours at the local theater, soaking up the magic of the silver screen. It was there that he first saw his heroes, the likes of Bela Lugosi and Boris Karloff, and fell in love with the horror genre.
After high school, Ed joined the Marines and served in World War II. When he returned home, he found that civilian life did not offer the excitement and adventure he craved. He drifted from job to job, unable to find his place in the world.
But Ed had a dream. He wanted to make movies. He believed that he had a unique voice and a vision that the world needed to see. He met Dolores Fuller, a beautiful and talented actress, and they fell in love. Dolores believed in Ed’s dream, and together they set out for Hollywood.
Ed’s first job was working as an assistant for a movie studio. He spent his days fetching coffee and running errands, but his true passion was writing scripts. He would spend his nights typing away on his trusty typewriter, dreaming up ideas for movies that he knew would change the world.
One day, Ed got his big break. He was asked to pitch an idea for a movie to the studio head. Ed was nervous but determined. He had an idea that he believed would be a game-changer. He pitched his idea, a movie about a group of aliens who come to Earth to take over the world. The studio head was unimpressed. He told Ed that his idea was ridiculous and that he should stick to his day job.
Ed was crushed. He felt like his dream was slipping away. But Dolores reminded him that he didn’t need the studio’s approval to make a movie. He could make his own movies, on his own terms.
And so, Ed set out to do just that. He enlisted the help of his friends, a ragtag group of misfits who became his loyal collaborators. There was Bunny, a transvestite who helped with costume design, and Criswell, a flamboyant psychic who became Ed’s go-to for narration. And of course, there was Bela Lugosi, the faded horror actor who became Ed’s unlikely muse.
Together, they started making their own low-budget movies, each one more audacious than the last. They faced countless setbacks and challenges, but Ed’s determination never wavered. He was a man with a dream, and he would do whatever it took to make that dream a reality.
As Ed and his friends worked on their first movie together, they had no idea what lay ahead. They didn’t know that they were about to become a part of movie history, in a way that they could never have imagined. They were just a group of misfits, chasing a dream. And that, in the end, was all that mattered.
Chapter 2: The Misfits
Ed Wood was lost in Los Angeles, lonely and desperate. He had arrived in Hollywood with a dream to make movies that would change the world, but instead he found himself fired from his job at a movie studio for being too unconventional in his ideas. Ed still believed in himself, and he was determined to make his dream a reality.
One day, Ed stumbled upon a group of misfits who would soon become his loyal friends and collaborators. The first person he met was Bunny, a flamboyant transvestite who was selling costumes on Hollywood Boulevard. Bunny was immediately drawn to Ed’s passion and creativity, and she offered to help him with his movies.
The next person Ed met was Bela Lugosi, a faded horror actor who was practically living in obscurity. Ed was a huge fan of Bela’s, and he was thrilled to meet him in person. Bela was initially skeptical of Ed’s abilities, but he soon warmed up to him and became his unlikely muse.
Together, Ed, Bunny, and Bela formed a tight-knit trio that would work together on countless low-budget movies. They were all outsiders in their own way, but they found acceptance and camaraderie in each other’s company.
As they started making their own movies, Ed realized that he needed more than just passion and creativity to succeed in the film industry. He needed cash. He scraped together all the money he could from his friends and family, and he even pawned his own possessions. He took out loans that he knew he couldn’t repay. He did whatever it took to make his movies.
The first movie that Ed made with his friends was called “Glen or Glenda.” It was a bizarre, surreal movie about a man who is struggling with his gender identity. The movie was a critical and commercial flop, but Ed and his friends were undeterred. They kept making more movies, each one worse than the last.
Ed’s movies were filled with terrible acting, cheap costumes, and laughable special effects. They were illogical and nonsensical. They were everything that a good movie shouldn’t be. But Ed and his friends were having the time of their lives.
Their movies became known as “B-movies,” a term used to describe low-budget, low-quality films that were often shown as double features in theaters. B-movies were usually considered to be second-rate compared to Hollywood’s big-budget movies, but Ed and his friends didn’t care. They were making movies that were true to their vision, and that was all that mattered.
As they continued to make more movies, Ed’s circle of friends expanded. He met a wrestler named Tor Johnson who was looking for acting work. Ed immediately cast him in his next movie, which was called “Bride of the Monster.” The movie was another disaster, but Tor and Ed became lifelong friends.
Ed’s girlfriend Dolores was also a big part of his filmmaking team. She worked as his assistant, helping with everything from filming to set design. Dolores was a constant presence in Ed’s life, supporting him through all of his highs and lows.
Through it all, Ed and his friends kept going, never giving up on their dream. They were a ragtag group of misfits, but they were united by their passion for making movies. They were the rebels of Hollywood, challenging the status quo with their unconventional ideas and unapologetic creativity.
As Ed’s reputation as Hollywood’s worst director started to grow, he embraced it. He knew that his movies were terrible, but he also knew that they were unique, and that they had a certain charm that couldn’t be replicated. He was proud of his movies, and he was proud of the friends who had helped him make them.
In the end, what mattered most to Ed was not the fame or fortune that he had always dreamed of, but the friendships that he had forged along the way. He knew that his movies would never be remembered as classics, but he was content knowing that he had lived a life that was truly his own.
Chapter 3: The Idea Man
The idea for Ed’s latest movie came to him in a dream. He woke up with a start, his mind racing with visions of aliens, flying saucers, and an apocalyptic battle between good and evil. He knew he had to make this movie, even if nobody else understood his vision.
Ed’s friends were skeptical at first. Bunny looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “Aliens, Ed? Are you sure that’s a good idea?” she asked.
Bela Lugosi, ever the gentleman, simply nodded and said, “I trust your instincts, Ed. Let’s do it.”
And so they began. They scrounged together whatever money they could find, borrowed props from other filmmakers, and worked tirelessly to bring Ed’s vision to life. Dolores was on hand to help with the makeup, while other friends and family members pitched in wherever they could.
The shoot was chaotic from the start. Ed had a habit of changing his mind about the script on a whim, and his actors struggled to keep up with his demands. He also refused to use a clapperboard or any other traditional filmmaking tools, preferring instead to rely on his intuition.
The actors were a motley crew, to say the least. Most of them were friends of Ed’s from the local theater scene, with little or no experience in front of a camera. Some of them were nervous, others were hammy, and a few were downright terrible.
But Ed didn’t care. He saw potential in all of them, and he was determined to bring out their best performances. He cajoled, encouraged, and even bribed them to give it their all.
One actor in particular caught Ed’s attention. His name was Tor Johnson, a Swedish wrestler with a thick accent and a formidable physique. Ed saw in him the perfect embodiment of his vision for the movie’s villain, a hulking alien with a thirst for blood.
Tor was initially reluctant to take the role. He had never acted before, and he didn’t think he had the chops. But Ed wouldn’t take no for an answer. He coached Tor through every scene, giving him pointers on how to move, how to speak, and how to emote.
Bunny was in charge of costumes, and she had her work cut out for her. Ed’s vision called for elaborate alien costumes, complete with ray guns and flying saucers. Bunny had to get creative, using whatever materials she could find to make the costumes as convincing as possible.
The shoot was beset with problems from the start. The camera would break down, the lights would flicker, and the actors would forget their lines. But Ed was undeterred. He soldiered on, convinced that he was making something special.
As the shoot dragged on, Ed’s friends began to tire. They were working long hours, for little pay, on a movie that seemed destined to fail. But Ed wouldn’t let them give up. He rallied them with pep talks, jokes, and endless cups of coffee, urging them to keep going.
The shoot took its toll on Ed, too. He was barely sleeping, barely eating, consumed by a single-minded determination to finish the movie. He would spend hours hunched over the editing table, splicing together footage and sound effects, tweaking every detail to his liking.
At one point, Dolores tried to intervene. She saw how exhausted and stressed Ed was, and she begged him to take a break. “You’re killing yourself over this, Ed,” she said. “Is it really worth it?”
But Ed wouldn’t hear it. “This is my dream, Dolores,” he said. “I have to see it through.”
And see it through he did. After months of shooting and editing, the movie was finally finished. Ed called it “Plan 9 from Outer Space,” a title that he thought was catchy and memorable.
The premiere was a disaster. The audience laughed and jeered throughout the movie, mocking the shoddy effects, the stilted acting, and the nonsensical plot. Even Ed’s friends, who had been so supportive throughout the shoot, were embarrassed by the final product.
But Ed wasn’t deterred. He saw the humor in the situation, and he was grateful for the attention. He knew that he had made something special, something that would be remembered long after he was gone.
As he walked out of the theater that night, arm in arm with Dolores, he looked up at the stars and whispered, “Thank you, aliens. Thank you for inspiring me.”
Chapter 4: The Disaster
Ed Wood and his misfit crew have been working tirelessly on their latest film, “Plan 9 from Outer Space.” It’s a low-budget, sci-fi thriller about an alien invasion, and Ed is convinced it will be his big break. But as filming progresses, it becomes clear that the movie is a disaster in the making.
The special effects are laughable, the acting is wooden, and the plot makes little sense. Bunny, Ed’s transvestite friend and costume designer, has created absurd outfits for the aliens, and the spaceship is clearly made of cardboard.
Despite the setbacks, Ed remains optimistic, convinced that his unique vision is what will make the movie a hit. His loyal band of misfits carry on, motivated by Ed’s infectious enthusiasm. Bela Lugosi, the faded horror actor who has become Ed’s muse, struggles with addiction and health problems, but he is determined to see the project through to the end.
One day, as they are filming a scene with the “zombie” extras, tragedy strikes. Bela collapses on set, and it soon becomes clear that he has passed away. Ed is devastated, but he refuses to give up on the movie.
With Bela’s death, the film takes on a new level of emotional weight. Ed decides to incorporate footage of Bela shot before his death, giving the movie a haunting quality. He also decides to dedicate the film to Bela, recognizing his friend’s contributions to the project.
As filming wraps up, Ed and his crew prepare for the movie’s premiere. They are ecstatic, convinced that this is the film that will put them on the map. But when the movie is screened, it quickly becomes apparent that it is a disaster.
Audience members laugh at the cheesy special effects and wooden acting. The plot is confusing and makes little sense. Ed is crushed, but the criticism only fuels his determination to keep making movies.
Despite the critical drubbing, “Plan 9 from Outer Space” gains a cult following. It becomes known as one of the worst movies ever made, celebrated for its surrealism, humor, and sheer audacity. Ed and his friends bask in the attention, finally finding the recognition they always craved.
But even as they revel in their newfound fame, Ed and his crew know that they have created something truly unique. They may not have hit the mainstream, but they have created a legacy that will endure for generations to come.
Chapter 5: The Fallout
Ed Wood’s movies may have garnered a cult following, but his reputation as the “worst director of all time” is starting to take a toll on his personal life. Dolores, his devoted girlfriend, begins to feel like Ed’s dream has consumed him. She longs for a more stable life, but Ed is always off chasing his next big idea. Dolores tries to support him as best she can, but she becomes increasingly frustrated with Ed’s lack of success.
Meanwhile, Bela Lugosi’s health starts to deteriorate. He struggles with addiction and chronic pain, and Ed is his only lifeline. Bela is no longer getting the roles he wants, and he relies on Ed to keep his career afloat. Despite their affection for one another, tensions between Ed and Bela begin to arise. Bela is growing increasingly dependent on Ed, and Ed is starting to feel the weight of that responsibility.
Ed’s friends, too, are feeling the strain. Bunny, the transvestite costume designer, becomes increasingly reclusive. She feels like she’s been typecast as the “weird” friend, and she’s tired of being laughed at. Loretta, the psychic, is growing more and more disillusioned. She can feel the negative energy around Ed, and she worries about his future.
As the pressure mounts, Ed becomes more and more desperate. He starts to push himself even harder, pouring all his energy into his movies. In his quest for success, he becomes increasingly reckless. He takes out loans he can’t repay, and he alienates those closest to him. Dolores, seeing Ed’s erratic behavior, begins to pull away.
Ed is blind to Dolores’ growing distance. He’s so focused on his movies that he doesn’t realize how much she means to him until it’s too late. One day, he comes home to find that Dolores has packed her bags and left. He’s devastated, but he doesn’t know how to fix things. He’s always been so consumed by his own dreams that he’s never been able to give Dolores the stability she craves.
Bela’s health deteriorates further, and he’s hospitalized. The doctors say he doesn’t have long to live. Ed, heartbroken, tries to spend as much time as he can with his friend. He wants to make sure that Bela knows how much he means to him. Despite their differences, Ed and Bela have always had a special bond. They’ve both been outsiders in their own way, and they’ve found solace in each other’s company.
But even as Ed tries to be there for Bela, he can feel his own life spiraling out of control. His movies are getting worse, and he’s running out of money. He’s faced with the prospect of having to give up his dream and return to a life of mediocrity. He’s not sure if he’s ready for that.
One day, as Ed is sitting alone in his apartment, he gets a call. Bela has passed away. Ed is devastated. He feels like he’s failed his friend. He’s never been able to give Bela the success he craved, and now it’s too late. Ed is racked with guilt and sorrow.
But even as he mourns Bela’s passing, Ed realizes that he can’t go on like this. He needs to find a way to move forward. He needs to make peace with his failures and try to build a new life for himself. He knows it won’t be easy, but he’s ready to try.
Chapter 6: The Comeback
Ed Wood sat in the director’s chair, his eyes fixed intently on the monitor in front of him. He was filming a scene for his latest project, a big-budget movie that he had been given the chance to direct. Ed had poured all his energy into this project, driven by a burning desire to prove himself to the Hollywood establishment. But as the scene unfolded before him, he knew that his unorthodox methods were not welcome in the mainstream film industry.
The scene was a simple one, featuring a car chase through the streets of Los Angeles. But Ed had insisted on using his own hand-held camera, rather than the clunky, expensive equipment that the studio had provided. The result was a shaky, jarring sequence that made the audience feel like they were in the middle of the action, but which the producers found nauseating and unwatchable.
Ed tried to explain his vision to the producers, but they were not interested in hearing it. They wanted a polished, marketable product that would appeal to the masses. Ed was more interested in pushing the boundaries of the medium, taking risks, and creating something truly unique. As far as the producers were concerned, he was a liability, a loose cannon who could not be trusted to deliver the goods.
The movie was a disaster from the start. The budget spiraled out of control, as Ed insisted on using expensive props and sets, refusing to compromise on his artistic vision. The cast and crew were constantly at odds with him, complaining about his erratic behavior and lack of organization. Scenes were rewritten and shot multiple times, as Ed changed his mind about the direction of the story.
Despite all this, Ed remained convinced that the movie would be his ticket to the mainstream. It was a chance to prove that he was not just a B-movie director, but a true artist with something to say. He poured himself into the project, working long hours and neglecting his health and personal life.
As the shooting dragged on, Ed’s mental and physical health began to suffer. He was plagued by ulcers and anxiety, and he struggled to sleep at night. He became increasingly isolated, cutting himself off from his friends and collaborators. Even Dolores, his longtime girlfriend, found it hard to recognize the man she loved in the exhausted, stressed-out person he had become.
Finally, after months of filming, the production wrapped. Ed was exhausted but elated, convinced that he had created a masterpiece. But when the movie was screened for the studio executives, the reaction was not what Ed had hoped for. They hated it, calling it confusing and unwatchable. They ordered extensive reshoots and rewrites, trying to salvage something from the wreckage.
Ed was devastated. He had poured his heart and soul into the project, only to see it rejected by the very industry he had been trying to break into. He felt like he had let himself and his friends down. He had been so focused on proving himself to the mainstream that he had lost sight of what made him unique and special.
In the end, the movie was released to an indifferent public. It was a critical and commercial flop, receiving scathing reviews and barely making back its production costs. Ed’s reputation as a maverick and a rebel had been tarnished, and he was left wondering if he had made a terrible mistake.
But even in the midst of his failure, Ed found a glimmer of hope. He realized that he did not need the validation of the mainstream to be happy. He had always been a misfit, a dreamer, and a rebel, and he would always be true to himself. He went back to making his own movies, working with his strange and loyal group of friends, and finding joy in the process of creation. For Ed Wood, the comeback would not come from the mainstream, but from within himself.
Chapter 7: The Legacy
Ed Wood and his friends had created some of the most memorable and bizarre movies in Hollywood history. Although the mainstream film industry had never taken them seriously, their films had gained a cult following among audiences who appreciated their surrealism, humor, and sheer audacity.
As the years passed, the legacy of Ed Wood only grew. His films were rediscovered by a new generation of fans who found them to be brilliant works of outsider art. They were celebrated for their outsider vision, low-budget charm, and the sheer audacity of their bizarre plots.
Despite the acclaim, however, Ed and his friends remained humble. They knew that they had never achieved mainstream success or earned the respect of the Hollywood elite. But they were content to have created something that was truly their own, something that would endure long after they were gone.
One day, Ed received an invitation to attend a film festival in Europe. The festival was devoted to outsider cinema, and the organizers had chosen several of Ed’s films to be screened. It was a chance for Ed to finally receive the recognition he had always craved.
When Ed arrived at the festival, he was amazed to see that his films had gained a widespread following. People came up to him on the streets, asking for autographs and photos. He was a celebrity at last, and it was all thanks to the legacy he had created with his friends.
As he watched the screenings of his films, Ed was filled with a sense of pride and accomplishment. He saw his work in a new light, reflecting on how his films had influenced a generation of filmmakers and artists.
During a Q&A session, Ed was asked about his creative process, and he answered honestly. He talked about his love of movies, his passion for storytelling, and his refusal to be deterred by the critics who had dismissed him.
He also talked about the importance of collaboration and friendship. He spoke of Bela Lugosi, the faded horror actor who had become his friend and muse. He spoke of Bunny, the transvestite costume designer who had brought so much color and creativity to his films. And he spoke of Dolores, his longtime girlfriend who had supported him through all the ups and downs of his career.
As he talked, Ed realized that his legacy was not just about his films, but about the people who had helped him make them. He saw the larger picture: his films had created a community of misfits who had come together to make something truly unique.
After the festival, Ed returned home to Hollywood with a renewed sense of purpose. He continued to make movies, but now he did so with a sense of confidence and pride. He knew that he had created something special, and that his work would endure for generations to come.
In the end, Ed’s legacy was not just about the films he had made, but about the spirit of creativity and collaboration that he had inspired. It was about the dreamers and misfits who had rallied around him, creating a community that would live on long after he was gone.
Years later, as the world continued to discover the films of Ed Wood, his legacy remained as strong as ever. His work had become a source of inspiration for countless artists, filmmakers, and dreamers who dared to defy convention and pursue their own visions. And although he had never achieved mainstream success or fame, Ed Wood had left his mark on the world in a way that was truly unforgettable.
Chapter 8: The End
Ed Wood stood on the quiet streets of Poughkeepsie, the small town where he had grown up. It had been years since he had left, chasing his dream of making it big in Hollywood. Now, he was back, alone with his thoughts.
He had come full circle, from a wide-eyed dreamer to a Hollywood outsider, and now back to where it all began. As he walked the familiar streets, memories flooded back, both good and bad.
Ed thought about all the movies he had made, each one a testament to his unwavering dedication to his craft. They had been ridiculed, criticized, and dismissed, but he had never lost faith in himself or his vision.
He thought about the friends he had made, the misfits who had become his loyal collaborators. Bunny, the transvestite costume designer, Tor Johnson, the Swedish wrestler-turned-actor, and Bela Lugosi, the faded horror icon who had become Ed’s unlikely muse. They had each brought something unique to his movies, and he was grateful for their support.
But there had been dark times too. Ed thought about the fallout from his reputation as the “worst director of all time.” His relationship with Dolores had suffered, and she had eventually left him. Bela had passed away, leaving a void that could never be filled. And through it all, Ed had struggled to keep his dream alive.
Now, as he walked the streets of his hometown, he realized that he had lived a life that was truly his own. He had never compromised his vision, never given up on his dream, even in the face of overwhelming obstacles. And that was something to be proud of.
Ed looked up at the sky, the stars twinkling above him. It was a clear night, and he could see every detail of the cosmos. It reminded him of the sci-fi movies he had made, the ones with the cheesy special effects and the outrageous plotlines.
He smiled to himself, thinking about the legacy he had left behind. His movies had gained a cult following, celebrated for their surrealism, humor, and sheer audacity. They were a testament to his unbridled creativity and his willingness to take risks.
Ed felt a sense of peace wash over him, knowing that he had left his mark on the world. He may not have achieved mainstream success, but he had achieved something far more important – he had lived a life that was true to himself.
As he turned to leave, he heard a voice behind him. It was a young filmmaker, someone who had seen Ed’s movies and been inspired by his uncompromising spirit.
“Mr. Wood?” the filmmaker said tentatively. “I just wanted to say thank you. Your movies have inspired me to pursue my own dreams, to never give up on what I believe in. You are a true legend.”
Ed smiled and nodded, feeling a sense of pride and fulfillment. He may have been a misfit, a dreamer, and an outsider, but he had made a difference in the world.
As he walked away, he knew that his story was far from over. There would always be new dreamers, new misfits, new outsiders who would look to him for inspiration. And he would always be there, a beacon of hope and creativity, showing them that anything was possible if you believed in yourself.
Some scenes from the movie Ed Wood written by A.I.
INT. ED’S APARTMENT – DAY
Ed, a scruffy-looking man in his mid-20s, sits at his desk, surrounded by piles of scripts and film equipment. He types furiously on his computer, a look of intense focus on his face.
DOLORES, his girlfriend, stands behind him, watching him work with a mixture of admiration and concern.
Ed, are you sure this is going to work?
Of course it will. I have a great idea for a movie, Dolores. It’s going to be the next big thing!
But what if it doesn’t work out? We’re putting everything on the line for this.
Don’t worry, Dolores. We’ll make it work. I just need a chance to show what I can do.
There’s a knock at the door. Ed jumps up to answer it, eager to see who it is.
BELA LUGOSI, a gaunt, aging actor, stands on the doorstep. He gazes up at Ed with a mixture of admiration and longing.
Mr. Wood, I heard about your work and I’m interested in helping you with your movie.
Really? You want to work with me?
Yes, I believe in your vision, Mr. Wood. Let me be a part of it.
Ed looks at Dolores, a huge grin on his face.
Did you hear that, Dolores? Bela Lugosi wants to work with us!
I heard, Ed. Looks like things are finally starting to happen for us.
INT. APARTMENT – DAY
Ed Wood, an aspiring filmmaker, enters his small apartment carrying a stack of movie scripts. He throws the scripts on the couch and slumps down beside them. Ed’s girlfriend, Dolores, is sitting at the kitchen table, reading a newspaper.
How did it go today, Ed?
Another rejection. They just don’t get my vision.
(pats his back)
Don’t worry, Ed. You’ll find someone who appreciates your talent.
Ed’s mood brightens as he spots his friends, Bunny and Bela Lugosi, walking down the hallway towards his door. Bunny is a tall, flamboyantly dressed transvestite, while Bela Lugosi is a small, slightly frail-looking man with piercing eyes.
Hey guys! What brings you here?
I heard you were feeling down. I thought we could cheer you up.
(playfully hitting Ed’s arm)
Yeah! We couldn’t let Hollywood get you down.
Ed grins as he starts to relax in the company of his friends.
So, what’s the plan?
Well, we were thinking of shooting another one of your movies, of course.
And I have some ideas for costumes that will blow your mind.
Ed stands up, energized by their enthusiasm.
Let’s do it! Who needs Hollywood when we have each other?
The group breaks out in laughter and high-fives as the camera pans out to show their small, cluttered apartment – the birthplace of countless B-movies and the foundation of their unique friendship.
INT. ED’S APARTMENT – DAY
Ed sits at his desk, staring at a blank sheet of paper. He’s been trying to come up with an idea for his next movie, but nothing seems to be clicking.
Dolores enters the room.
DOLORES: (concerned) What’s wrong, Ed?
ED: (frustrated) I can’t think of anything. I need an idea, something that will grab people’s attention.
DOLORES: (thinking) Well, what do people like? Horror movies? Romance?
ED: (sarcastic) Yeah, because I’m so good at making horror and romance movies.
DOLORES: (insistent) You need to be different, unique. What about… aliens?
Ed’s eyes light up.
ED: (excited) Yes! Yes, that’s it! An alien invasion movie!
DOLORES: (smiling) See? I knew you could do it.
Ed jumps up from his desk and starts pacing.
ED: (frantic) We need to start filming right away. We’ll need costumes, sets, special effects…
DOLORES: (calming) Slow down, Ed. Let’s make a plan first.
Ed and Dolores sit down at the desk, and start sketching out their ideas for the movie.
Bunny walks in, wearing a glittery dress.
BUNNY: (teasing) Planning your next masterpiece, Ed?
ED: (grinning) You better believe it. And you’re going to help us with costumes.
BUNNY: (excited) Ooh, fun! What’s the theme?
DOLORES: (sharing) Aliens.
BUNNY: (impressed) Oh, I like it. And I have just the fabric for the spacesuits.
The three friends start brainstorming together, their excitement building. Bela Lugosi enters the room, looking tired and frail.
BELA: (weary) What’s all the commotion about?
ED: (enthusiastic) We’re making a movie, Bela. An alien invasion movie.
BELA: (wry) Oh, great. Another masterpiece.
The group chuckles, even Bela cracking a smile.
ED: (determined) This one is going to be different, Bela. This one is going to put us on the map.
The scene ends with the group continuing to plan and dream together, eager to bring their vision to life.
Screenplay: Ed Wood – Chapter 4 – The Disaster
EXT. ABANDONED AIRFIELD – DAY
Ed Wood and his ragtag crew are on location shooting their latest movie, “Plan 9 from Outer Space”. The set is a mess, and everyone is in a state of chaos.
Ed, dressed in a leather jacket and fedora, is trying to direct the actors while simultaneously managing the special effects team.
Okay, we need more smoke over here. And Bela, try to look scared.
I am scared, Ed. I’m scared of what you’re making me do.
Ed rolls his eyes and mutters under his breath. He turns to his cameraman, who is struggling to keep the camera steady.
Keep it together, buddy. We’re making history here.
Suddenly, a loud crash is heard. Everyone stops what they’re doing and looks around, confused.
What was that?
INT. SPECIAL EFFECTS ROOM – DAY
The special effects team is frantically trying to fix a broken machine.
SPECIAL EFFECTS TECHNICIAN
We can’t do this, Ed. We don’t have the resources.
We’ll make do with what we have. This is the movie business, baby.
EXT. SET – DAY
Ed is trying to rally the troops.
Come on, people. We can’t let a little setback like this stop us. We’re making a movie here.
The actors, dressed in ridiculous space costumes, look at each other in disbelief.
I don’t know about this, Ed. I feel like we’re making fools of ourselves.
That’s the beauty of it. We’re breaking boundaries, pushing the limits of what cinema can be.
Suddenly, a car pulls up next to the set, and a man in a suit steps out.
MAN IN SUIT
What the hell is going on here?
Ed walks up to him, brimming with confidence.
Just making the greatest movie of all time, sir.
INT. EXECUTIVE’S OFFICE – DAY
Ed is sitting across from a movie executive, trying to pitch “Plan 9 from Outer Space”.
It’s a movie about aliens who come to Earth to raise the dead, but they’re stopped by a group of heroic humans.
The executive looks at him skeptically.
I’m sorry, Mr. Wood, but this just isn’t going to work. The script is a mess, the special effects are terrible, and the acting is even worse.
Ed slumps in his chair, defeated.
But sir, this is my dream.
I’m sorry, but we’re just not in the business of making bad movies.
EXT. ED’S APARTMENT – DAY
Ed sits on his front stoop, staring down at the pavement. Dolores approaches him slowly.
Hey, Ed. You okay?
No, not really. I just can’t seem to catch a break, you know?
I know. But listen, things will turn around for you. I believe in you.
Ed perks up at her words.
Thanks, Dolores. That means a lot to me.
They sit in silence for a moment.
Hey, I was thinking. Maybe we should take a break. Just for a little bit.
Ed looks taken aback.
What do you mean?
I mean, I still love you, Ed. But I feel like your dream has taken over your life. I need to take care of myself too, you know?
Ed nods slowly, understanding.
I get it. And I don’t want to hold you back from anything.
(tears in her eyes)
I’ll always support you, Ed. And who knows, maybe we’ll find our way back to each other someday.
Ed takes her hand.
I hope so.
Take care of yourself, okay?
Ed nods as they pull apart. Dolores walks away, leaving Ed alone on the stoop.
INT. BELA LUGOSI’S APARTMENT – DAY
Bela lies in bed, weak and frail. Ed sits beside him, holding his hand.
I don’t have much longer, Ed.
Ed squeezes his hand tightly.
Don’t say that. You’re getting better, I can tell.
Bela looks up at Ed, a sad smile on his face.
You always were a bad liar.
Ed laughs softly.
I don’t know what I’m going to do without you, Bela.
(pats his hand)
You’ll keep making movies. And you’ll keep making them your way. That’s what I always admired about you, Ed. Your passion for the art.
Ed looks at Bela, his eyes shining with tears.
Thank you, Bela. For everything.
Bela closes his eyes and drifts off to sleep. Ed stays by his side, holding his hand until the end.
INT. ED’S APARTMENT – DAY
Ed sits at his desk, staring at his typewriter. He picks up a blank sheet of paper and starts typing.
“The mostly true story of the legendary ‘worst director of all time’…”
We see a montage of Ed working on his latest movie, surrounded by his loyal misfit friends.
“…who, with the help of his strange friends, filmed countless B-movies without ever becoming famous or successful.”
We see clips from Ed’s movies, the surreal images and terrible acting somehow charming in their absurdity.