『壹』 寫了個科幻電影劇本，一時間不知道往哪投稿了，請給幾個有競爭力的劇本投稿網站，或者電影公司網站。
http://www.veryabc.cn/movie/new/article/script/list_12_9.html
這網站可以投，其他的我就不知道了
『貳』 科幻電影的故事怎麼投稿好萊塢
建議你好好找找聯系方式。別搭理下面那些 只會噴不作為的白痴們。自己什麼都不是 別人的文章沒看 就先否決別人。國內這種人太多。自己努力 自己欣賞自己的作品 也是一種享受。不過別半途而廢就行。哈利波特的作者 不也是一個婦女在快餐店寫出來的嗎？
『叄』 哪裡可以找到電影劇本
1. 子曰電影網- 電影劇本下載
在這里, 您隨時可以得到最新的影視資訊, 我們以北美地區的影片為主, 提供相關的劇照,
劇本, 海報, 片段下載, 屏保, ...
http://www.ziyue.com/downloads/scripts.php?type=scripts
2. 英文電影劇本- Tigtag.com
英文電影劇本. 由英文劇本天地http://scripts.163.net收集，特此鳴謝！ 使用ctrl+F
搜尋你所需要的電影劇本。點擊連接下載zip文件。 A:. 純真年代the Age of Innocence ·
愛情、背叛和謀殺(神跡奇案) Agnes of God · 阿拉丁Aladdin · 異形Alien ...
http://www.tigtag.com/community/language/1783_3_2.html
3. 影視在線--劇本文庫
電視劇本. 《鬱林廉石魂》 · 《商戰新36計》. 電影劇本. 《九·一三事件》. 《天子山》.
可改編小說. 《墓中王國》 ... 本中心受多家影視機構委託，日前急需徵集以下劇本：
都市言情劇、商戰劇（如：股市、證券題材）、古裝劇、科幻劇另：我欄目長年誠征 ...
www.chinesezj.com/yingshizaixian/dyjb.htm
『肆』 電影劇本怎麼投稿
如果你想摘國外拍的話 首先要找代理人 當然你的劇本要是英文的~ 還要在相關網站弄下你的版權~ 剩下的就讓代理人幫你去做 這是國外的路子~ 代理人電話你去美國作家協會 那網站會告訴你的！ 中國怎麼出售我不知道~
『伍』 各位達人救命啊——關於電影劇本投稿
北京電影製片廠有三個郵箱地址，好像是給藝人的，不知道可不可以投稿：[email protected] / [email protected] / [email protected]
除此之外現在還有一個 安樂電影劇本徵集 ：
投稿地址：
電郵：[email protected]
投稿須知：
投稿須附上一份個人簡歷，寫明作者的真實姓名、年齡、學習經歷、工作經歷、詳細通訊地址、聯系電話，身份證號碼等。
版權要求：
1.參賽作品必須為未轉讓版權的電影劇本，應征作者須擁有無可爭議的著作權。
2.如屬改編作品，必須具有並提交該作品著作權所有者授權改編為電影文學劇本的有效文字材料。
3.參賽作品凡被認定屬於抄襲、剽竊的，將取消參評資格。已經入選的作品和個人，評委會將按法律程序取消其入選資格。
特別聲明：所有入圍作品在獲得主辦單位的獎金後，該作品的一切電影相關版權則屬於主辦單位香港安樂電影公司全權擁有
『陸』 求科幻題材的英語劇本
銀河系漫遊指南
The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy
Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the western spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun.
Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-two million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea.
This planet has — or rather had — a problem, which was this: most of the people on it were unhappy for pretty much of the time. Many solutions were suggested for this problem, but most of these were largely concerned with the movements of small green pieces of paper, which is odd because on the whole it wasn't the small green pieces of paper that were unhappy.
And so the problem remained; lots of the people were mean, and most of them were miserable, even the ones with digital watches.
Many were increasingly of the opinion that they'd all made a big mistake in coming down from the trees in the first place. And some said that even the trees had been a bad move, and that no one should ever have left the oceans.
And then, one Thursday, nearly two thousand years after one man had been nailed to a tree for saying how great it would be to be nice to people for a change, one girl sitting on her own in a small cafe in Rickmansworth suddenly realized what it was that had been going wrong all this time, and she finally knew how the world could be made a good and happy place. This time it was right, it would work, and no one would have to get nailed to anything.
Sadly, however, before she could get to a phone to tell anyone about it, a terribly stupid catastrophe occurred, and the idea was lost forever.
This is not her story.
But it is the story of that terrible stupid catastrophe and some of its consequences.
It is also the story of a book, a book called The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy — not an Earth book, never published on Earth, and until the terrible catastrophe occurred, never seen or heard of by any Earthman.
Nevertheless, a wholly remarkable book.
in fact it was probably the most remarkable book ever to come out of the great publishing houses of Ursa Minor — of which no Earthman had ever heard either.
Not only is it a wholly remarkable book, it is also a highly successful one — more popular than the Celestial Home Care Omnibus, better selling than Fifty More Things to do in Zero Gravity, and more controversial than Oolon Colluphid's trilogy of philosophical blockbusters Where God Went Wrong, Some More of God's Greatest Mistakes and Who is this God Person Anyway?
In many of the more relaxed civilizations on the Outer Eastern Rim of the Galaxy, the Hitch Hiker's Guide has already supplanted the great Encyclopedia Galactica as the standard repository of all knowledge and wisdom, for though it has many omissions and contains much that is apocryphal, or at least wildly inaccurate, it scores over the older, more pedestrian work in two important respects.
First, it is slightly cheaper; and secondly it has the words Don't Panic inscribed in large friendly letters on its cover.
But the story of this terrible, stupid Thursday, the story of its extraordinary consequences, and the story of how these consequences are inextricably intertwined with this remarkable book begins very simply.
It begins with a house.
Chapter 1
The house stood on a slight rise just on the edge of the village. It stood on its own and looked over a broad spread of West Country farmland. Not a remarkable house by any means — it was about thirty years old, squattish, squarish, made of brick, and had four windows set in the front of a size and proportion which more or less exactly failed to please the eye.
The only person for whom the house was in any way special was Arthur Dent, and that was only because it happened to be the one he lived in. He had lived in it for about three years, ever since he had moved out of London because it made him nervous and irritable. He was about thirty as well, dark haired and never quite at ease with himself. The thing that used to worry him most was the fact that people always used to ask him what he was looking so worried about. He worked in local radio which he always used to tell his friends was a lot more interesting than they probably thought. It was, too — most of his friends worked in advertising.
It hadn't properly registered with Arthur that the council wanted to knock down his house and build an bypass instead.
At eight o'clock on Thursday morning Arthur didn't feel very good. He woke up blearily, got up, wandered blearily round his room, opened a window, saw a bulldozer, found his slippers, and stomped off to the bathroom to wash.
Toothpaste on the brush — so. Scrub.
Shaving mirror — pointing at the ceiling. He adjusted it. For a moment it reflected a second bulldozer through the bathroom window. Properly adjusted, it reflected Arthur Dent's bristles. He shaved them off, washed, dried, and stomped off to the kitchen to find something pleasant to put in his mouth.
Kettle, plug, fridge, milk, coffee. Yawn.
The word bulldozer wandered through his mind for a moment in search of something to connect with.
The bulldozer outside the kitchen window was quite a big one.
He stared at it.
"Yellow," he thought and stomped off back to his bedroom to get dressed.
『柒』 本人在寫一部科幻劇的劇本，會寫到一個外星球的名字，請大家幫我想一想。或者科幻電影裡面的外星球名字也
你好！
嗜血星球
恐怖星球（這電影出過）血星吸血鬼之地吸血魔星暮光之星（這最好還是萬不得已是使用）死亡星球
如果對你有幫助，望採納。