People who live downtown hate the Downtown LA Artwalk. The art is terrible. The traffic gets super-snarled. All sorts of people from outlying areas come in to drink and puke and piss.
The Artwalk is a nuisance—the two-headed, crackbaby love-child of urban renewal.
But it’s also becoming an institution—as much a fixture on the downtown landscape as used condoms and cigarette butts.
So, I want a chase scene that happens in the middle of the Artwalk. My protagonist is going to have to abandon his car and it becomes a foot chase. There will be all sorts of colorful things to describe: food trucks, stalls, kiosks, galleries, bars, etcetera. They are local color, obstacle course, maze.
Now all I have to figure out is who is he chasing? And is he chasing the right guy?
I love this idea: it makes me laugh, but it works as much more than a joke. I could definitely see a truly suspenseful chase scene taking place at Artwalk, not to mention the multiple opportunities for you to include meta-commentary through the art that forms the “backdrop” of the chase itself.
I remember being in a building in the middle of art walk in an elevator with a very striking woman and her punk rock chihuahua (yes, it was wearing a tutu). I was talking to a friend and mentioned that artwalk was about to happen. Suddenly this woman said “fuck, it’s artwalk” and I could tell that she wanted to cry. She knew she was stuck in for the evening. Even her chihuahua looked heartbroken.