Brock Cain

Near the end of 2013, around Christmas time, I wrote a short radio play in a free-writing session about a big butch man who turns out underneath to be a softie.

The play lay dormant on my desktop for some time, until a few months ago when a good friend of mine told me their group desperately needed a script for a production they had to film imminently. I searched my mind for something suitable and, well, a radio play is very easily adaptable to screen.

It's slapdash, it's rough, it was filmed in about three hours, but it's mine.

I actually ended up performing in it as well, and if you like it, we can probably make more.

So, without further ado. I present to you, Brock!