“How a man named Gayel Philwaki separates fact from fiction” is the episodic tale of a man who one day finds himself in a room he has never been in before, sitting opposite a man he has never met. Handed over a file labeled "Guy Vernes", Gayel is given the strange task of separating fact from fiction. Intrigued and curious, Gayel starts going through the file's documents, using his ability as a lawyer to fulfill the task. In each episode, Gayel starts by writing facts followed after by a related fictional story. This is another of his writings."




Guy Vernes is re-launching in the week of February 8 2010 with an exceptional collection debuting online and followed soon after by retail.



The re-launch will introduce the phenomenal work of Dutch designer Niek Dekker in the form of a brand new guyvernes.com (with worldwide online purchase possibilities) as well as new Facebook and Hyves pages turned into true online hotspots. Needless to say that the blog you’re reading right now is also one of those novel featurettes updating you on the latest Guy Vernes developments and should that not be enough, listen to the birds singing tweet tweet.


More details on guyvernes.com



It was on a beautiful Sunday noon, under the soft and comforting spring sun, that I planned to re-launch the rocket I've been building for months. What started like a childlike experiment with last New Year eve’s fireworks leftovers became a 1,5m super rocket. Many attempts have been tried to launch the rocket with no success, but today, on this bright and colorful afternoon, I knew that it was ready to meet the skies. Since it was going to be the final re-launch, I made it officially known. I organized a huge party spending half my paycheck on a DJ from abroad, a cocktail booth and the equivalent of three Texan ranches in terms of barbecue meat. I was ready to take on any spoiled girl getting 16.



The party started nicely when I decided to give my speech:

“Ahum…is it on?…yes…Ladies and gentlemen I first of all would like to thank you for joining me today on this unusual time to celebrate and witness the launch of my giant rocket. Ladies, I know this is not the first time for most of you. I’m sorry, the metaphor is just too damn obvious. I hope that DJ Abroad has been entertaining you well this afternoon and that you have enjoyed the delicious snacks and beverage that are being served by the beautiful ladies in hot pants that I especially hired for that task. Now, as most of the charismatic rhetoricians say, I’m not very good at making speeches, so I’ll end this toast by showing you a quick montage of my previous failed attempts after which we will get to the matter of the day: the launch of my giant rocket. It still sounds sexual. Cheers!”

The beamer was on and the movie started playing:



1. OVER EXTERIOR SHOT OF HUGE MOUNTAINS IN THE B.G., PURE DESERT IN THE F.G., MUSIC BUILDS FROM SMALL TO LOUD, VIOLENT CRESCENDO, THEN OUT.

TITLE: Gayel’s failed attempts at launching the rocket

2. EXT. IN THE BACKYARD – DAY

CAMERA fixed on GAYEL while he is lighting up the fuse of ROCKET. The fuse is lit and he runs to hide behind a big rock.

ANGLE BEHIND GAYEL.
GAYEL is looking at ROCKET and waiting for it to launch.

CAMERA fixed on ROCKET, but ROCKET fails to launch. GAYEL approaches it and attempts to light up the fuse again. After a couple of trials the fuse catches fire and instantly, before GAYEL can go anywhere a huge explosion follows. We see GAYEL’s face black from the gunpowder and his hair messy.

CAMERA looks up at the road behind the explosion to a passing car that sounds the horn twice: beep, beep.

> CUT TO:

3. EXT. IN THE FRONTYARD – EVENING

GAYEL is setting up the ROCKET. He smiles at the camera in confidence.

CAMERA zoom in on ROCKET. We see Gayel’s hands lighting up the fuse.

The fuse is lit and CAMERA zoom out. GAYEL receives a phone call. CAMERA zoom in on the caller ID, it says: “Houston. Conference call.” GAYEL answers the call. CAMERA PANS LFT, becomes HIS POV:

GAYEL
Yes?

THROUGH THE PHONE
Mr. Philwaki, I think we have a problem.

GAYEL
That’s not how this works.

THROUGH THE PHONE
I beg your pardon, sir.

GAYEL
I should be telling you that I‘m having a problem.

THROUGH THE PHONE
I don’t understand, sir.

GAYEL
You’re calling from Houston to tell me that you’re having a problem…

THROUGH THE PHONE
That is correct, sir.

GAYEL
…but I should be calling you to tell you that I‘m having a problem.

THROUGH THE PHONE
I’m terribly sorry, mr. Philwaki, I didn’t understand that you were in trouble. Is there anything we can do for you, sir?

GAYEL
No. No. I don’t have any trouble, but if I would’ve I should call you, not the other way around.

THROUGH THE PHONE
I still don’t understand, sir.

CAMERA FOCUS ON B.G. We see the ROCKET launching and crashing against the house.

THE END.




The movie was over and a big applause followed. All the guests were then invited to move to the marked area where the rocket was stationed, eagerly waiting for the moment to meet the clouds. Everybody started counting down…5, 4, 3, 2, 1…

I lit the fuse and took a few steps back joining my friends who have helped him build this thing for months. And so, like mothers waving their children goodbye on their first day of school, we cried and snorted watching the rocket tear up the skies in one beautiful and swift flight. The rocket finally launched…

Signed: Gayel Philwaki