A TV Show Idea That I Had

Serial Killer Hunter: Lain

3 Seasons (12/Season)

Cold Open - Episode 1

Open on a date. 

Man: This is only my third Tinder date. 

Lain: Really. This is my first. I've talked to some people, but never was brave enough to meet. Until now. 

Jack raises his glass, Lain follows suit. 

Jack: To being brave. 

Lain: To being brave.

They CLINK their glasses together. 

Later, outside in the street. 

Jack: I don't live that far. Just for a little bit. I swear. 

Lain: No, I have work tomorrow. But, I would like to see you again. 

Jack: I would like that too. 

jack brushes the hair out of her face. 

Jack: I'll call you. 

Lain: Yes. Call me. 

Jack: Well, good night. 

Lain: Bye. 

Lain starts walking off down the street. Jack stands and watches her as she goes. 

Cut to: 

Lain enters her apartment. A montage of various states of undressing ends with a towel tied around her while she turns on the shower. 

Cut to:

Jack's POV

Outside the window on the fire escape, Jack sits watching Lain in her towel walk back and forth between two rooms in the hall. When she doesn't return, Jack lifts the window, it opens. 

Jack: You should learn to lock your window. 

He enters into the living room, sneaks across the floor to the closed bathroom door. You can hear the shower running in the hall. He goes for the doorknob, opens it and a rush of STEAM come billowing out. In the bathroom, he sees the shower curtain closed around the tub, a shadow of a female occupies the other side, steam all around. He sneaks closer and closer until he reaches for the shower curtain and opens it. On the other side is a wooden female mannequin. 

Cut to: 

Jack standing in front of the mannequin, his hand holding the shower curtain where he pulled it open.

Jack: What the hell? 

Lain comes up behind him holding a long hunting knife and stabs him in the side. Jack groans and falls to the floor facing Lain. She stabs him in the chest, gets real close to his face. 

Lain: I knew about you. The two woman you killed. Bonnie and Savannah. 

Jack (gasping): How did you know? The police don't even know. 

Lain: They told me. 

Jack: What? How?

Lain: I don't know. But I'm happy to grant them their wish. 

Lain stabs him in the throat and watches as the blood oozes from his neck while Jack chokes on the blade then dies. 

Main Title 

Bjork - Hyperballad (1996)

Recently I have been listening to Bjork's Hyperballad from her 1996 album Post. 

First, I guess I am ashamed to say that I was a poser. I loved the idea of Bjork, but when it came down to it, I never had listened to her with deep interest, besides the music video for Oh So Quiet. Deep down I always knew she was something special, because I always remember her and I often think, "I should listen to Bjork.", then by chance a song came up in my YouTube playlist of Crystal Castles, the song Hyperballad. 

Hyperballad is a song about a person going to the edge of a mountain and throwing off objects, then imagining throwing themselves off a cliff, wondering what the sound would make, and if their eyes would remain closed, or open?

As a person who thinks about jumping off the tops of buildings a lot, I find this song to be refreshing. Written back when I was a high schooler during the era of numerous rock stars killing themselves with suicide or overdose and others following their example, it makes sense she would write a song about suicide during that time. Now past the golden age of suicides, thankfully (still watch the 90's Japanese horror classic 自殺サークル translated as Suicide Circle), and now unfortunately in an era of mass shooting facing the second civil war, suicidal tendencies (another great band) are on the rise.

***I, in no one endorse or advocate for any individual or group to commit the act of suicide or overdose. If you feel like hurting yourself in any way, please contact friends, family or a professional health service provider for assistance. 

I would never end my life because I am too afraid of dying, but the feeling of depression that pushes me towards those thoughts is always with me. To have a song that encapsulates that feeling and makes me feel less alone helps me cope, and hope they help you too if you feel these same feelings. Plus, the thought of throwing things off the side of a cliff and watching them break is pretty cool also.

As for the song itself, the biggest controversy I have found after doing a search for the lyrics, each site writes out the chorus that she sings, "To be safe up here with you.", yet when I listen to the song I hear, "To be safe again with you." There is a definitive guttural 'g' sound, rather than a popping 'p' followed by a breathy 'h' sound, or even a high-pitched 'ere' for me to hear "up here".

In the refrain, I will admit I can hear, "Safe up here", but in the chorus I can only hear, "Safe again."

I don't know how this discrepancy came about, either from lyric sheets in the linear notes of the album, or by misinterpretation. Yet, by any means of the imagination, "up here", cannot be heard by me, and no one will be able to convince me otherwise, except Bjork herself.

Listen for yourself:




One of the best live versions:




And this is one of my favorite remixes:




One thing is clear, this song is amazing no matter which lyrics you hear, but if you hear "up here", instead of "again", or do hear "again", like I do, or don't care and just love this song and want to thank me for bringing it to your attention, reach out and let me know.