Hair of the Joe // 2017.
After finishing Concrete Jungle, I became convinced that if I ever wanted to be taken seriously, I needed to write something smaller, funnier, and more accessible.
Naturally, I responded by writing a sitcom about a New York bar owner who has somehow failed to realize he is a werewolf.
Part workplace comedy and part supernatural mystery, Hair of the Joe trades supernatural politics and action scenes for plain bad decisions and occasional memes. This scene is probably still my favorite:
BANG BANG BANG!
Sean wakes up. He glances at the digital clock on the night stand by the bed. It reads 3:07AM.
BANG BANG BANG BANG!
He jumps off the bed, and stumbles to the door, revealing a small, but neat apartment.
Also revealed is Sean’s penchant for Kermit the Frog pajamas.
He looks through the peephole, and sees a tired-looking bespectacled woman flashing a HEALTH INSPECTOR badge.
Sean opens the door and tries for the friendliest face he can muster.
He looks back at the clock. It’s now 3:08.
She tosses a piece of paper at Sean, then snaps a picture of Sean trying his best to catch it.
Sean stares at the piece of paper in disbelief, and watches as the Health Inspector stomps down the stairs.
I don’t remember writing it, which, for Hair of the Joe, is completely appropriate.