righty-ho
another beautiful day, another beautiful dollar?
i'ma go hit a few this pm; at least, that's the intention. we'll see what kind of a day this shapes up to be.
we watched Alfie last night. the original, not the remake. oh dear God, how i hate that one must often say "...the original, not the remake..." in this age of corporate regurgitation that big hollywood has made of the film industry.
y'know what? the original smacks of genuine storytelling. it doesn't follow the now-mundane fucking hollywood routine. they're churning scripts out these days that don't deviate one iota from the bloody drama instructions we all received back in bloody grade 13 english.
1-character intros & backgrounds
2-give main character a hook, be it still in love with hard-working ex-wife, looking for love everywhere but where it is (in front of his nose), still dealing with serious loss but soon will be strong enough again, etc...
3-slow happy courtship.
4-uh-oh! a wee little adversity to overcome. maybe old girlfriend comes back, maybe their first fight blows out of proportion. maybe he finds out something about her that reminds him of his painful past.
5-as the vanilla music score pumps into overdrive, the main character chases the train taking her away forever and tells her in front of everyone how much he loves her, etc etc etc
6-funny anecdotal happy-family-picnic-dog-cathing-frisbee type scenes interlayed around the credits carry home the movie.
substitute at leisure and keep releasing. oh, it goes from regular date movie to "The Sweetest Romantic Comedy of the Season! - The Buttfuck Bugle" if you can get julia roberts.
THERE IS PRECIOUS LITTLE ART LEFT. ALMOST NO MORE ORIGINAL THOUGHT.
ferchrissake, even the innovative (albeit MASSIVELY existential and trendy) "bullet-time" they introduced for The Matrix (flawed undeveloped plot, much?) ended up in fucking music videos.
ARGH!!!
*runs away frothing at the mouth*
i'ma go hit a few this pm; at least, that's the intention. we'll see what kind of a day this shapes up to be.
we watched Alfie last night. the original, not the remake. oh dear God, how i hate that one must often say "...the original, not the remake..." in this age of corporate regurgitation that big hollywood has made of the film industry.
y'know what? the original smacks of genuine storytelling. it doesn't follow the now-mundane fucking hollywood routine. they're churning scripts out these days that don't deviate one iota from the bloody drama instructions we all received back in bloody grade 13 english.
1-character intros & backgrounds
2-give main character a hook, be it still in love with hard-working ex-wife, looking for love everywhere but where it is (in front of his nose), still dealing with serious loss but soon will be strong enough again, etc...
3-slow happy courtship.
4-uh-oh! a wee little adversity to overcome. maybe old girlfriend comes back, maybe their first fight blows out of proportion. maybe he finds out something about her that reminds him of his painful past.
5-as the vanilla music score pumps into overdrive, the main character chases the train taking her away forever and tells her in front of everyone how much he loves her, etc etc etc
6-funny anecdotal happy-family-picnic-dog-cathing-frisbee type scenes interlayed around the credits carry home the movie.
substitute at leisure and keep releasing. oh, it goes from regular date movie to "The Sweetest Romantic Comedy of the Season! - The Buttfuck Bugle" if you can get julia roberts.
THERE IS PRECIOUS LITTLE ART LEFT. ALMOST NO MORE ORIGINAL THOUGHT.
ferchrissake, even the innovative (albeit MASSIVELY existential and trendy) "bullet-time" they introduced for The Matrix (flawed undeveloped plot, much?) ended up in fucking music videos.
ARGH!!!
*runs away frothing at the mouth*
posted by carlo at 5:43 AM
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Watch Memento... it blew my mind =D
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