The number of YouTube videos that appear in this space in place of actual musings and anecdotes might be enough to convince you otherwise, but I really enjoy writing (unless the thing I'm writing is a six-page essay on Joan of Arc - hey, guess what my homework is tonight!). Most of all, I love to write dialogue, and if you want to write pure dialogue, there's no better medium for it than a script. There's also nothing worse. A script isn't like a book. In a book, the author writes something and the reader reads it. Maybe there's an editor who gets involved somewhere in the middle, but, overall, it's a fairly straightforward transaction. There's no real negotiation. With a script, other people are almost always involved in translating it into what the audience eventually experiences. Don't get me wrong - this is a good thing. Actors and directors can infuse a script with new life and perspective while still remaining true to the author's intent. Unfortunately, it goes beyond that. A script passes through so many hands that everyone from the producer to the boom operator may begin to feel some sense of entitlement. The author loses all authority.
I have a lot more to say, but I'm busy tonight. Let's add this to the rapidly growing stack of subjects I'll discuss further at a later date.
For now,
this pretty much sums it up. It also features the best drawing I've ever seen of Eugene Ionesco.
Here's my Ionesco.
5 comments:
Wah, wah, I'm a delicate artist.
Did you draw that?
Mom
I don't know if "drew" is the proper term, but yeah. The words and background were drawn, but other parts were made from various kinds of tape and... I think there's some glue on there. If not, it might be ink or paint. Yeah, I think it was paint.
are those words from the bald saprano?
Yuh-yuh-yup.
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