Sotiris Tsellos

Scriptwriter

Born:

21.11.1979, Athens (Greece)

Education: 

Film School Aristotle, University of Thessaloniki, Greece

Place of Residence:

Athens (Greece)

Writes in Languages:

Greek, English

Biography

Sotiris was born in Athens in 1979. He studied Physics at Patras University and Film at Aristotle University of Thessaloniki with specialization in Screenwriting. He has written several short and full feature screenplays and has gained awards for his work at London Greek Film Festival, Scriptwriters Guild of Greece and Artfools International film Festival of Larissa.

He has participated at Talents Sarajevo Program of Sarajevo International Film Festival and Balkan Film Connection in Belgrade.

Sample of previous work

Projects in development

THE WITCH

short fiction
developed script

 People are not always what they seem to be. Sometimes even witches have reasons for being witches.

Attached to the project: no partners attached to the project
Looking for: producer

Keywordsshort, drama, kids

HIS DAUGHTER’S FACE

feature narrative
first draft of the script

When he can’t remember her face there are two choices either remember or suicide or even worse.. Awakening something darker…

Attached to the project: director
Looking for: producer

Keywordsdrama, psychological, thriller

More from Projects

Filmography and Awards

2016 DAYBREAK, short film, writer 
2013 CONSIDERATION, short film, writer 

My five favourite films

  1. Les quatre cents coups (1959)
    by Francois Truffaut
  2. Back to the future (1985)
    by Robert Zemeckis
  3. Twelve Monkeys (1995)
    by Terry Gilliam
  4. Fight Club (1999)
    by David Fincher
  5. Hall Pass (2011)
    by Bobby and Peter Farrelly

Favourite scene I wrote

INT. MAIN FLOOR – LATER / AFTERNOON

George is lying on the couch; he is starting to feel better. Beside him, Catharine holds a wet piece of cloth.

GEORGE

What happened?

CATHARINE

Nothing, you fainted. Come on, 

drink this. 

She gives him a Tylenol with some water.

GEORGE

(he gets upset)

What is that?

CATHARINE

Just Tylenol. Why? What’s the problem?

GEORGE

(in dislike)

I don’t want any.

 

CATHERINE

Okay. If you don’t want to take it,

that’s fine. I am going to put it right

here. 

She leaves it on the side table beside him. George stands up and sits on the couch.

CATHERINE

Don’t stand up yet.

GEORGE

I feel fine.

CATHERINE

Sure, I have no doubts about it.

(small pause)

Why were you holding the door closed

earlier?

GEORGE

I thought it was a thief. You scared

the  heck out of me, you know that?

CATHERINE

I am sorry.

GEORGE

So what are you doing here, anyways?

CATHERINE

I am here for the sale. A buyer is

coming. And you? Why… 

GEORGE

I am here to pick something up. I

needed some papers that I had left

here… you know…

CATHERINE

(pointing to the torn statements on

the floor)

Do you mean these?

GEORGE

No, that’s garbage. Other papers… And

my laptop. I needed it.

CATHERINE

OK… So how are you anyway?

GEORGE

(small pause)

Fine, the same, pretty much.

Catherine is taking a good look at him.

GEORGE

(small pause)

I am fine now.

CATHARINE

Sure. I didn’t say otherwise. Since you

are fine, okay.

While they are talking, George looks like he is searching around for something. He is looking for Christina. Catherine notices he is looking for something.

CATHERINE

Are you looking for something? 

GEORGE

(thinking about what to answer to

that)

Uhm yes… My address book. I had it

here – the own with the contact info –

from work. I was looking for it but I

couldn’t find it.

CATHERINE

If I see it anywhere, I’ll let you

know. 

George notices the revolver lying on the floor in the corner of the room – where he himself had thrown it. 

He gets up discreetly.

GEORGE

I am going to keep looking for it now.

It has to be around here somewhere.

Catherine, holding her neck, gives him a fake smile.

George goes near the corner and opens a drawer pretending to look for his address book. He looks at Catherine’s fake smile and smiles back the same way.

When Catherine looks elsewhere, he bends over, picks up the revolver, and quickly hides inside the drawer.

GEORGE

It’s not here. Maybe it’s upstairs.

George is going towards the wooden stairs.

CATHERINE

You must be hungry. Would you like

me to make something for you to eat?

GEORGE

Nah, I don’t need anything.

CATHERINE

Are you sure? It’s not going to take

long.

GEORGE

(he suddenly thinks of something)

All right then. I’d like some pasta

with lots of ketchup.

CATHERINE

Are you kidding? No.

GEORGE

That’s what I want. Otherwise, why are

you asking me?

CATHERINE

This is Christina’s favorite food.

GEORGE

That’s half of the planet’s favorite

food. What are you saying?

CATHERINE

OK, I didn’t mean anything by it. You

are getting all worked up too fast.

George goes up the stairs. 

CATHERINE

(in a loud manner so that George

hears her)

I’ll be back soon. I’ll just run to the

store to get the ingerdients.

George is not paying attention to her. He walks up the stairs looking for Christina.

Catherine is at the entrance looking at him in disbelief, and then leaves.

 

My favourite film quote

“Play it, Sam. Play ‘As Time Goes By’.”

Casablanca (1942)