The Last Advent – Feature Length Screenplay

November 21, 2023DBA Lehane Uncategorized Tags: Christmas, Crime, Fantasy, Festive, Gangster, Ghost, Thriller Leave a comment

The Last Advent by DBA Lehane

“Christmas can be hell but for an absent father it literally is unless he repairs the relationship with his estranged son before the last chime of Christmas Eve. That’s according to the ghost of his former drug dealer now seeking redemption, whilst an Albanian gangster and bent copper do all they can to spoil the festive spirit. ‘It’s A Wonderful Life’ meets ‘Lock, Stock & Two Smoking Barrels’.”

I am delighted to present my feature length screenplay.

Title: The Last Advent.
Genre: Thriller/Festive/Fantasy
Length: 109 Page

Read the full screenplay here: The Last Advent

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