June 2012
31 posts
There has to be in him a sense of dire urgency,
that this is everything!
This is the sunset on the beach, the last of the summer, with all things golden rushing away.
She is sad. She knows she is going to lose him. But she won’t change him. He thinks there’s a future but she knows there is not.
This is it, the end of the song,
get your coat, check the night outside, time to go.
Is there anything you want I can give? she asks.
All that we said and did isn’t less because it didn’t last, now all is said and done.
She reaches out and touches his face, with tears glassy in her eyes, she smiles.
In his urgency at first he doesn’t notice, then he sees, but she only smiles - the moment has passed.
They all have.
I feel I’ve nailed the ending for the scifi script.
I’ve typed up all the scenes that I’ve written so far, and that stands at 72 pages.
The end sequences could add 20-30 to that so definitely feature length.
Still not got a title for it, as usual.
The other screenplay, the Durham-set one, I’ve written lots of dialogue for - given this film is basically dialogue driven. It consists of two couples.
A young pair, we see their first chance meeting, as she is going to uni to do art and he is working and settled.
The other couple are 10/15 yrs older, he has just lost his job, regrets settling and working when younger while she is happily settled now. it is their anniversary, he has given her a gift of an album of paintings and sketches she did when she thought she was going to be an artist.
maybe they are the same, they never meet but do pass and their dialogues seem to overlap.
I need to write more dialogue for the older couple.
This has a title, it’s called “The Present”.
It’s amazing how even just looking at photographs of Terrence Malick’s films being shot, I am transported to another world that only things like Three Colours Red and Before Sunrise/Sunset move me to.
This is a terrifying film.
It shows how the hunger, the addiction, to progress and accumulation, is virtually a psychopathic flaw in humans. how this economic crisis is far from new.
“Every time history repeats itself, the price goes up.”
From Rome to the Maya, throughout European industrialism and capitalism, human society has functioned by having a tiny minority elite that own so much wealth they can enslave the masses through the power of banking and debt.
This is a flaw of such catastrophic scale that we are, as a species, sure to consume more than this Earth has to sustain human life.
This does not need austerity or regulation.
This system is globally murderous - genocidal. From the peasants of China to the workers in Britain, we need global redistribution, global halting and re-direction away from materialism. It is not sustainable.
And yet I fear we are facing something not far removed from Children Of Men or The Road.
I shan’t comment on the trailer released for Django Unchained.
For the simple reason that I have, from his first inch of celluloid,
loathed Quinten Twatantino,
with a passion most people could only dream of.
loath, hate, detest, they’re all too small a word.
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script writing script writing script writing.
oh and typing in.
An interesting read about a really great actor.
I hope she keeps to her desires to avoid celebrity and Hollywood, and develop her craft more than just her bank balance and column inches.
Reminds me of Juliette Binoche who had two film offers at the same time that, she said later, stood as a kind of cross roads in her career.
One was Jurassic Park, the other was Three Colours Blue.
Thankfully she made the right choice, I hope Noomi does likewise.
well my pleasure!
May 2012
37 posts
“. The legacy of postmodernism is this apolitical vacuousness and aesthetic relativism that does not want to call anything absolutely good or bad, that is scared of taking things too seriously.
We are now so impervious to the slings and arrows of the totes amazeballs fun world that only sad sacks complain”
FINALLY!!
Someone said it!!!
We are in a culture where averagely written teenage wizards and comic book uber-mensches are how we define ourselves.
I’ve always believed culture is the subconscious of our society, bubbling up through the surface.
And if you look at what rotten, weak, fear-ridden, infantilised dross is oozing through the cracks, then truly our society is as depraved and hopeless as one may suspect from the world news.
X Factor and Transformers are the fingers we clamp over our eyes, afraid to peer through, as we crumble into catastrophe.
you know, i’m confused. i’m not sure how we “met” haha. i like your photos and art though :)
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