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If so, you can probably answer the necessary questions.
Discussion and analysis of screenplays, scripts, and story structure for filmmakers and novelists, based on the blogger's book: "THE MORAL PREMISE: Harnessing Virtue and Vice for Box Office Success".
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Novel Scene-Sequel Sequence (simplified) |
Running from left to right in the above diagram. (1) The protagonist has a physical GOAL to achieve. (2) The protagonist takes action to achieve that goal, and in so doing creates CONFLICT with the antagonist. (3) Because of the conflict, the goal is not fully achieved, resulting in a DISASTER. (4) The protagonist experiences an EMOTIONAL REACTION, which acts as a motivation to keep going. (5) The protagonist spends some time evaluating in his mind (THOUGHT) the DILEMMA faced, until... (6) The protagonist makes a decision about the next goal and takes the fist steps to achieve it. [And the process REPEATS starting with the new goal.]
We watch the children at play a moment longer. We’ve seen none of these kids before, we’ll see none of them again.
A final beat of this, then...
EXT. JIMMY’S EASTSIDE DINER, PARKING LOT - NIGHT
A door closed -- Black’s car parked deep in the corner of this parking lot, in the farthest back corner away from street light, obscured by low-hanging shade trees.
The diner is away from us, across the parking lot. Black takes it in a moment, pulls on a fresh shirt.
He’s moving, crossing the parking lot at an easy clip. It’s quiet out, a few passing cars to Black’s left running north on Biscayne Boulevard, no foot traffic -- can hear the SOUND of his footfalls on the pavement.
As he nears the threshold of this diner, takes the handle on the entry...
CLOSE ON: an old school bell, the sound of it jingling as the door it’s affixed to parts.
INT. JIMMY'S EASTSIDE DINER - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS
And right away, the sound of music, something old, soft, and lilting (think Aretha Franklin’s One Step Ahead).
Black scanning this room, his view of the place a clue for us: this is definitely the same diner we saw Kevin working in during the earlier phone call.
All the details are there, the old-school register, vintage chairs and table-tops. And in the corner, that old school jukebox blessing us with Aretha.
BLACK
...on the move now, crosses the diner with eyes down and ahead of him. There’s a counter lined with stools, directly opposite the staging station and adjacent the register.
Black eases up to the counter, places his cell atop it and takes a seat.
No one stirs at Black’s movement, no one watches. Looking about the place again, we notice the other patrons: a quartet of college girls in a corner booth shoring up for a night on the town, an elderly gentleman sitting to himself, staring into a cup of mild coffee.
As Black watches the elderly gentleman...
VOICE (O.S.) (moving) Be right with you.
A figure moving past, carrying an urn over to the old man, sets a new cup down and pours a fresh coffee, scoops up the old cup as he moves on.
As he crosses to the girls, we see him better: it’s Kevin.
We watch as he speaks to them; can’t hear any of it but from the feel of it, very jovial, Kevin is good at this work.
A beat of watching Kevin here, isolated bits of him from Black’s perspective: Kevin’s lips as he speaks, the hand he rests to his neck instinctively.
Finished with the girls, Kevin turns back toward the counter, hands full with their spent dishes. As he approaches, he looks right at Black, right at us...
KEVIN (moving)
Be right with you, boss, just let me get this out the way.
...and moves past.
Somehow, Kevin has not noticed him.
Something lodged in Black’s throat, without thinking places his hand there: Am I breathing?
He must be, he’d better be: those dishes discarded somewhere in the back and... here comes Kevin.
KEVIN
How you doin’ tonight, what can I get you?
Kevin flipping through a stained note-pad, hasn’t bothered to look up yet. As he does, his eyes settle on Black’s.
Beat.
Kevin watching this man. And Black watching back, the two of them silently holding each other’s gaze, pure curiosity.
Now here's another list like the above, sent to me by novelist Mary Connealy (http://maryconnealy.com/). Mary writes Romanic Comedy Westerns. Fun reads. Back in 2010 we shared an email thread in which she wrote this to my response after reading her novel, "Petticoat Ranch" (Barbour, 2006). I had complained that she didn't kill off the bad guy. This excerpt from her email will give you an idea of her writing. Love it. (Sorry, Mary, I didn't ask your permission to use this, but I think it's past the statue of limitations...and it's deliciously good.)Action Scale for Roller Coaster Chart
0 establishing
1 transition
2 looks
3 friendly banter
4 debate between friends
5 talk between enemies - walk near enemy
6 threat threshold
7 slow chase - stalking
8 chase / threat of gun or capture
9 bullets fired
10 imminent death
Mary writes:
I'm sorry I didn't kill Judd off, very bloodthirsty of you, but I know what you mean. I did stab a stake through his leg and I PROMISE YOU he was hanged, so rest easy. :)
I've killed a few villains in my day. Read Cowboy Christmas if you want a bad guy who is particularly dead at the end. Deader than dead. I've made two notes of how bad guys die in fiction, movies, books, whatever.
First is the 'Good bad guy' syndrome. The good bad guys tend to die
while the bad bad guys go to prison. The moral there? Prison is worse than
death??? When the bad bad guy DOES die, you can judge how bad he is by the number of times he died.
1. Shot through the heart. Bad.
2. Shot through the heart, stumble back into an electric grid and be
electrocuted, very bad.
3. Shot through the heart, stumble back into an electric grid and be
electrocuted, then fall six stories, very horribly bad.
4. Shot through the heart, stumble back into an electric grid and be
electrocuted, then fall six stories and land on a highway and get
run over by a semi, miserably ugly viciously bad.
5. Shot through the heart, stumble back into an electric grid and be
electrocuted, then fall six stories and land on a highway and get
run over by a semi, which overturns and explodes...well, you get
the progression.
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(Left) the first cover attempt. (Right) the final cover of first edition |
LOG LINE: The "true story" of a demonic infestation from Early American history. Refusing last rites to a dying sojourner, an Early American farmer battles a haunting and enterprising demon who destroys the family's home and farm while bargaining for their souls.
SYNOPSIS: In 1795, Adam Livingston and his family were farmers in the Shenandoah Valley. A visiting stranger became deathly ill and begged his host to find a Catholic priest to come and administer last rites. But the Livingston's, who despised Papists, refused. As he died, the stranger cursed the Livingston homestead. Immediately after, a demonic presence came to haunt. The poltergeist, among other things, made a name for itself by cutting crescent moons out of linens, silks and leather goods Why crescent moons? They say the demon was the moon god. And since no human would speak a demon's real name, it settled for a nickname—The Wizard Clip. Over 2-3 years the Wizard destroyed the family’s homestead. Admitting that the Haunt had religious intents, Adam begged various preachers to come and exorcise his property. But they could do nothing but run away. Then, after a couple of nightmares, he discovered that to achieve his greatest desire, he would have to embrace what he hated most.
A. The protagonist will start off with an obvious weakness or vice that (in a redemptive story) for example, will arc toward the polar opposite strength or virtue.
B. By comparison, a hero, at the story's beginning, will almost epitomize a strength or virtue, but have a subtle flaw, which, in the course of the story will arc in the same direction, not the polar opposite. That is, the hero will find a way to increase his strength and deepen his virtue.In both cases (the protagonist and the hero) the Moment of Grace (the story's mid-point scene) will clearly fulcrum around the hero's motivational challenge. We might normally ask (for SPR's story question): "Will Captain Miller successfully rescue Pvt. Ryan?" But the question at SPR's Moment of Grace is refined: "Will Captain Miller successfully rescue Pvt. Ryan for the right reason?"
JACKSON: What I mean, sir, if you put me and this rifle within one mile of Adolf Hitler with a clear line of sight, sir... Pack your bags, fellas. War's over.Then we get to the heart of what Miller is thinking. Notice the subtext. The dialogue is not on the nose. It's good script writing, and for reasons like this example, Robert Rodat's screenplay was nominated for an an Oscar.
REIBEN: So, Captain, what about you?
You don't gripe at all?
MILLER: I don't gripe to you, Reiben. I'm a captain. There's a chain of command. Gripes go up, not down. You gripe to me, I gripe to my superiors and so on. I don't gripe to you or in front of you.
REIBEN: I'm sorry, sir, but, uh...Let's say you weren't a captain. What would you say then?
MILLER: Well, in that case, I'd say this is an excellent mission, sir, with an extremely valuable objective, sir,
worthy of my best efforts, sir. Moreover...l feel heartfelt sorrow for the mother of Private James Ryan and will lay down my life and the lives of my men, especially you, Reiben, to ease her suffering.
MILLER: ...this is an excellent mission, sir, with an extremely valuable objective, sir, worthy of my best efforts, sir. Moreover...l feel heartfelt sorrow for the mother of Private James Ryan and will lay down my life and the lives of my men...
HORVATH: What's with your hand?
MILLER: l don't know. It started when they brought us down for embarkation. It comes and goes.Although Miller TELLS us that his hand was shaking at embarkation (and we do see a moment of it after he's landed on the beach), we SEE it in the close up of the shot that begins this scene. Spielberg and Rodat SHOW us that there is something inside Miller that is unsure of their mission. At no time does Miller say, "I'm nervous and unsure about the invasion but also Saving Pvt. Ryan."
HORVATH: You may have to get yourself a new job. This one doesn't seem to agree with you any more.The "job" here refers both to Miller's occupation as a soldier, and their current mission. NOTE the subtext.
(Miller chuckles)
HORVATH:What? (beat) What?
MILLER: Nothing. What was the name of that kid at Anzio? He was always walking around on his hands, and singing that song about the man on the flying trapeze?
HORVATH: Yeah, Vecchio.
MILLER: He was a goofy kid. Remember he used to pee 'V' on everybody's jacket, for Vecchio.
HORVATH: For victory.
MILLER: Vecchio. He was so short. Wasn't he a midget? How did he become a Ranger?
HORVATH: Got shot in the foot once.
MILLER: He could walk faster on his hands. He could run faster on his hands than... (trails off.) (Beat) Vecchio. (Beat) Caparzo.Miller reflects.
MILLER (cont): You see, when...you end up killing one of your men, you tell yourself it happened so you could save the lives of two or three or 10 others. Maybe a hundred others. Do you know how many men l've lost under my command?
HORVATH: How many?
MILLER: 94. (beat) (quiet sarcasm) But that means I've saved the lives of 10 times that many, doesn't it? Maybe even 20, right? 20 times as many? And that's how simple it is. That's how you--rationalize making the choice between the mission and the men.
HORVATH: Except this time, this mission is a man.Thus we see that Miller's mission conflict with everything he's been taught about leading men...don't care for them so much. Do not worry if they are killed. Carry on. BUT RYAN must not die. Miller's mission is to bring him back alive.
MILLER: This Ryan better be worth it. He'd better go homeNOTE: Do you see Miller's attitude, which is now expressed not just on the nose, but on Miller's sleeve? Miller does not believe in this mission, and he's not willing to give his life for Ryan. Miller considers crazy Vecchio (a man who should not have been a Ranger) more important and Ryan.
and cure some disease or invent a longer-lasting light bulb or something. I wouldn't trade 10 Ryans for one Vecchio or one Caparzo.
HORVATH: Amen.And his men clearly feel the same way.
(Miller's hand shakes.)
MILLER: Look. There it goes again.
HORVATH: Sir...are you all right?
MILLER: Look, we're gonna move out in two hours. Why don't you get some sleep?Interpretation: "Don't start caring for me, Horvath. It's against our constitution as soldiers."
PVT. REIBEN: I don't know how he does it.
SOLIDER 1: What's that?
PVT. REIBEN: Falls asleep like that. Look at him. He's lights-out the minute his head's down.
SOLIDER 2: Clear conscience.The shot of the soldier sleeping is reminiscent of a child sleeping, safe in his bed at home. The men looking over him subliminally reminds us of parents...a mother...looking in on her child.
SOLIDER 3: What's that saying? 'If God's on our side, who's on theirs?'
CORPORAL UPHAM: 'If God be for us, who could be against us?'
SOLIDER 3: Yeah, what did I say?
MEDIC WADE (transcribing Caparzo's letter): Well, actually, the trick to falling asleep is trying to stay awake.
ANOTHER: How is that, Wade?
MEDIC WADE: My mother was an intern, she worked late nights, slept through the day, so the only time we got to talk was when she'd get home. So I used to lie in my bed and try to stay awake, but it never worked 'cause the harder I tried, the faster I'd fall asleep.More mother-child remembrances...and Miller hears all this.
PVT. REIBEN: That wouldn't have mattered in my house. My ma would've shook me awake, chatted till dawn. That woman was never too tired to talk.
ANOTHER: Probably the only time she could get a word in.
PVT. REIBEN: Funny thing is, sometimes she'd come home early, and I'd pretend to be asleep.
ANOTHER: Who? You...your mom?
PVT. REIBEN: (ZOOM IN) Yeah. She'd stand in the doorwayThis line by Reiben is significant to the director because we see a very slow zoom in on Reiben as he delivers it, tears come into his eyes, and the filmmakers milk the moment for every frame of emotion. It's the love of a son for a mother, and the love of the mother for a son. NOTE: Contrast this moment with the ridicule we heard earlier in the griping scene when the guys griped about getting Ryan back "for the sake of a mother." Their attitude now, in this moment of grace is pivoted 180 degrees. Will Miller also shift? Will the hero change?
looking at me. And I'd just keep my eyes shut. I knew she just wanted to find out about my day, that she came home early... just to talk to me. (tears) And I still wouldn't move. l'd still pretend to just be asleep. I don't know why I did that.
(silence - contemplation)
MILLER: We only got a couple hours. Go to sleep.This line is instructive for two reasons: (a) it reminds us that Miller is paying attention, and (b) he's uncomfortable with the topic and wants it to end.
CORPORAL UPHAM: Captain? Sir?
MILLER: Corporal? How you doin' there? You all right?
CORPORAL UPHAM: Yeah, I think this is all good for me, sir.
MILLER: Really? How is that?
CORPORAL UPHAM: (quiet reflection): 'War educates the senses, calls into action the will, perfects the physical constitution, brings men into such swift and close collision in critical moments that man measures man.'
MILLER: Yeah, well, I guess that's Emerson's way of finding the bright side.
CORPORAL UPHAM: You know Emerson, sir?
MILLER: I know some.
CORPORAL UPHAM: So where are you from, Captain? What'd you do before the war?
MILLER: What's the pool up to?
CORPORAL UPHAM: (taken back) You know, I think it's around 300, sir.
MILLER: Well, when it gets up to 500, I'll give you the answers and we'll split the money. How about that?
CORPORAL UPHAM: : Well, sir, I feel it's my duty under your command to suggest we wait until it gets to a thousand, sir.
MILLER: What if we don't live that long?
CORPORAL UPHAM: 500?
MILLER: 500 would be good, yeah.
CORPORAL UPHAM: Yes, sir.
MILLER: Yeah. Get some sleep, Corporal.
CORPORAL UPHAM: Yes, sir.
OLDER RYAN: My family is with me today. They wanted to come with me. To be honest with you, I wasn't sure how I'd feel coming back here. Every day I think about what you said to me that day on the bridge. And I've tried to live my life the best I could. I hope that was enough. I hope that, at least in your eyes, I've earned what all of you have done for me.Ryan's elderly wife, joined by their children, come up behind him, and tenderly grasps his shoulder. She sees he's been crying.
RYAN'S WIFE: James?
OLDER RYAN: Tell me I've led a good life.
RYAN'S WIFE: What?
OLDER RYAN: Tell me I'm a good man.
RYAN'S WIFE: You are.
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This picture has nothing to do with this post, but I have admired this man all my adult life. It was fabulous to meet him and help introduce him at a film conference in Los Angeles a few years back. |