The F'n Advent: DAY EIGHTEEN
Posted on 2008.12.19 at 20:10Current Mood:
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For your reading pleasure, my screenplay for the episode of Stranger Things I penned has been posted on the very awesome Simply Scripts. Not only that, it is the super-deluxe-expanded ANNOTATED edition featuring notes by myself and the episode’s director, Earl Newton. If you’re into this kind of thing it’s a lot of fun and even a little insightful. You can check it out in .pdf form by clicking here.In its honor, tonight’s F’n Advent is a little craft 101 for those of us with sugarplum dreams of attaining much plunder and womens and/or man ho’s in the screenwriting industry. Quick and dirty, for what it’s worth. You make the call on that.
The best books written about screenwriting I’ve ever read were penned by William Goldman, hands-down. In Which Lie Did I Tell? when talking about The Ghost and the Darkness (the flick Goldman wrote about the lions of Tsavo. Very underrated in my opinion), he uses a scene from Casablanca to illustrate why the Michael Douglas character in GatD didn’t work. It’s the scene where Claude Rains asks Bogie why his character came to Casablanca, and Bogie tells him, “My health. I came to Casablanca for the waters.” When Rains’ character says, “Waters? What waters? We’re in the middle of the desert!” Bogie replies simply and beautifully: “I was misinformed.”
For me that line and its delivery completely encapsulates and perfectly sums up the essence of Bogart’s pimpness. But more importantly, Goldman pointed out, it tells you everything you need to know about that character, specifically that bad things happened, it’s dark down there, don’t ask. His point was that to give him an elaborate pained-filled backstory would make him a loser, make him a wimp. He was referring to that kind of character specifically.
I thought about this when I picked up The Dark Knight on DVD. Throughout a fucking slew of amazingly good choices they made, I feel the best choice was NOT delving into The Joker’s back/origin story. The scenes where he gives conflicting accounts of how he got his scars are that character’s “I was misinformed” and they work on so many levels it’s sick in its impact and deft crafting. Goldman called Bogie’s character in Casablanca “wounded bravery.” I’d call Heath Ledger’s The Joker “wounded fucking everything.” Those choices made these characters more than regular men. With very little effort they made them mythical in a way. And that’s key in both cases.
This all feeds into a larger point. In a novel, you can pour information like water. You can have an entire chapter tracing the genealogy of your protagonist back to the days of Hannibal and his fucking elephants if you bullshit it well enough. In a screenplay, however, information, any information, is precious. It is at a dire premium. Generally you have between ninety and a hundred and twenty pages that you’ll burn through like parchment to convey every piece of information vital to your characters and their story.
One of the most important lessons I’ve learned in my admittedly limited experience with this medium is simple: choose your facts and figures carefully. It’s not just “show, don’t tell” it’s deciding when not to show, period.
Before the premiere of
Thus far you’ve seen blood and betrayal. You’ve stared into pockets of the infinite. You’ve met immortals, madmen, and people that are probably a lot like you. And you want to know—dare I say you are PINING to know—where we’re taking you and what is waiting at the end. You’ve held your breath for over a week. Well, get ready to let it all out in one last universal gasp.
One week ago you met the Latchkeepers. Are you ready to see what they can really do?
Are you ready for immortality? Are you ready to peer through a hole in the Universe? Are you ready to face the doorway to dimensions beyond your own feeble conception of the real?