Table Read

What happens when you wish you were someone else… and the universe says bet?

Natalie Primavera has a million followers, perfect technique, and the lead role in every show.

Ava Ross has a cracked phone, a boyfriend who sings like naked Miley Cyrus, and a work-study job sweeping up after other dancers.

One ancient snow globe. Two desperate wishes. And suddenly they wake up in each other’s bodies.

There’s just one problem: Natal...

THE UNDERSTUDY

What happens when you wish you were someone else... and the universe says bet?

Natalie Primavera has a million Instagram followers, perfect technique, and the lead role in every show. Ava Ross has a cracked phone, a nerdy boyfriend who dresses as naked Miley Cyrus, and a work-study job sweeping the dance studio.

One ancient snow globe. Two desperate wishes. And suddenly they wake up in each other's bodies.

There...

The countdown to eleven builds like a pressure valve. Dizzy waits in the driveway holding on to hope. Kev hides nerves behind jokes. P keeps tugging at a shirt that has never felt right on his body. Everyone is pretending this morning will fix something they are too scared to name.

A car turns the corner and it is the wrong one. Dizzy breaks. Kev fires the blame at P. The friendship between them starts to shake. P disappear...

The morning after Homecoming week hits different. P wakes up at Dizzy’s house pretending everything is fine, even though nothing is fine. The letter from St. John’s is in his pocket like a weight. The DeLorean didn’t show. The note he wrote is still in his head.

Outside, Kev and Dizzy shoot hoops like the world is normal. P pretends right along with them. The kind of pretending every kid knows too well. Then real life barge...

It's Homecoming Weekend in North Texas, 1994. Fourteen-year-old P is barely holding it together, shaving a single whisker in the bathroom mirror, writing a note he almost can't take back, and dialing his best friend Kev before a Zippo flame turns fear into momentum.

At school, P's movie-trivia fluency sabotages Kev in a "battle of the sexes" quiz, earning heat from Kev and former best friend Bex. After class,...

SMALL BLOCK — Trailer

A 14-year-old kid, a DeLorean, and a 90s world that doesn’t have the words for who he is yet.

Small Block isn’t nostalgia, it’s a gut-check of youth, identity, and music that could save your life or end it.

Performed live by an award-winning cast and mixed like a feature film for your ears.

From the Award-winning team at TABLE READ, this is cinema you can hear.

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The TV clicks on.

Everything else clicks off.

The screen glows like the last church in hell. A newscaster reads order into chaos while the world decomposes behind him. Ben watches like a man staring at his own grave. Barbara, in Olivia Graham’s haunting performance, doesn’t watch at all. She’s already gone.

Then the floor creaks. Harry Cooper climbs out of the basement like ego in human form. Jim Connor gives him every ounce...

Barbara made it to the house. Barely.

Ben's about to turn it into a war zone.

Ben spins suddenly inside the kitchen door and the movie stops being polite. This is where Romero strips the fantasy out of survival and leaves you with splinters, sweat, and the sound of a man trying to think faster than death moves.

Zeke Alton plays Ben like a man who's already lost but refuses to lie down. He hammers, he plans, he moves. Barbara,...

They say legends never die. Turns out, neither do their zombies.

In this special Table Read Podcast event, featuring a foreword by New York Times bestselling horror author Scott Sigler, we crack open the original 1968 Night of the Living Dead script, the one George A. Romero actually wrote before the edits, the rewrites, the budget, and the chaos. This is Romero raw and unfiltered. Every word, every stage direction, every c...

NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD: THE ORIGINAL SCRIPT A Table Read Podcast Event

Before Duane Jones rewrote cinema history. Before the farmhouse became ground zero for modern horror. Before "They're coming to get you, Barbara" entered the cultural lexicon forever.

There was the script George Romero actually wrote.

And holy shit, it's nothing like what you think you know.

Picture this: Ben wasn't Ben - he was "Truckdriver." Barbara was...

Henrietta has stopped speaking. At St. Rosalia Indian School in 1905, silence is the only weapon left to her. The nuns mistake it for surrender. They don’t see how compassion slips between the cracks: a blanket to a shivering girl, a crust of bread for a starving boy, a circle of children daring to call magic into being with their hands. When a glowing light answers Henrietta’s defiance, the children learn to believe again...

Moonstone Rescue (Pilot)

Maya Rhodes hasn’t spoken to her dead mother in two years. Not since the cancer. Not since her veterinarian father started putting down healthy animals and drinking alone at 2 p.m. Not since their black cat, Henrietta, began leading her to a farm everyone swears is cursed.

In Oak Bluffs, where rich men own everything and old women remember longer, lives Lupe McGregor. Part Wampanoag, part nobody’s bu...

Moonstone Rescue mixes the sweep of family history with the wild side of magic realism. Moonstone unpacks the tangled lives of a small-town family... think intergenerational secrets, a talking cat with attitude, and ghosts that are way more than memories.

It’s part coming-of-age, part supernatural mystery, all wrapped in a voice that’s equal parts poetic and unfiltered. The story hits that sweet spot where grief collides wi...

PABLO’S RHINO – ACT THREE

This is it. The rhino’s still dead. Pablo’s still insane. And our three idiots? They’re in way too deep… and now they’re in a musical.

Charlie’s hallucinating. Sam might be in love. Marcus definitely joins a jungle cult. And somehow, everyone’s singing. Yes, even Pablo. Yes, it slaps.

There’s a DEA sting gone sideways. A Colombian jungle rave with ayahuasca and jazz hands. A butt gets shot. A fake rh...

Our three heroes are officially in over their heads.

After accidentally killing a rhinoceros that belonged to Pablo Escobar (yes, that Pablo Escobar), Charlie, Sam, and Marcus must scramble to replace the beast—or face the wrath of a very-much-alive crime lord.

Act Two turns the volume up on absurdity, as the guys tumble through hallucinogenic jungle rituals, cartel parties, DEA showdowns, a full-on rhino heist, and one unex...

Charlie Bleeker’s life is unraveling—his writing career is stalled, his ex-wife is a cop who can't resist pulling him over, and his teenage son views him as a failure.

When his reckless childhood friend Marcus proposes a dubious investment opportunity in Colombia, Charlie reluctantly agrees, setting off a chain of events that spiral hilariously out of control.

From entanglements with a reformed cartel leader-turned-pastry ch...

Pablo’s Rhino

Welcome to the table read that makes international crime, midlife crises, and questionable decision-making look like an art form. A washed-up accountant, a cartel queen, two bumbling DEA agents, and—because why not—Pablo Escobar’s pet rhino collide in a story so absurd, so wildly unpredictable, that even the characters can’t believe they’re in it.

Performed by an all-star cast who bring every unhinged line to...

"Table Read Podcast - The Jew Who Saved Christmas Aftershow"

In this spirited aftershow, Team S&M—Selena Warren and Marissa Reed—sit down to unpack the hilarious and heartfelt journey behind The Jew Who Saved Christmas. From crafting the ultimate holiday hybrid story to juggling CGI elves and wild budget dreams, the duo delves into the creative highs and chaotic moments that brought their script to life. Th...

Act 3: The Jew Who Saved Christmas

Strap in, folks—Act 3 of The Jew Who Saved Christmas takes the chaos of Acts 1 and 2, sprinkles it with some Christmas magic, and cranks it up to “Holy latke, is this really happening?” With Santa still higher than your cousin at a Phish concert, Bernie finds herself fully in charge of the sleigh, a bag of presents, and the fate of Christmas itself. No pressure, right?

From a showdown at ...