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Well, since Will Federman of Hollywood Sellouts has actively called me out, I must dust off this little blog. I shan’t back down from a direct challenge, especially one that is so snidely put.  Mr. Federman, it’s go time. Let the purple prose flow!

As I sit here and write this, I notice that a weak, ochreous sunlight streams languidly through my half-closed blinds. My heart lifts. You see, this is a kind of light that is particular to autumn, a season I truly love. The invigoratingly brisk air, the crystal clear star-lit nights, the symchromatic eruption of the treetops, the tangled pumpkin patches, the roadside apple stands selling fresh cider… or in my case, since I live in LA (and the Valley no less!), simply the weak, ochreous sunlight streaming languidly through my half-closed blinds.

It’s tough to be in an autumn mood when you have to run your air conditioning unit due to hundred degree temperatures. But that’s not my only gripe. The stars are obscured by light pollution and brown vapid smog. The palm trees remain evergreen. Pumpkin patches are Christmas tree lots packed with the picked orange orbs laying on a thin bed of hay. And there are no roadside apple stands, let alone real cider. But I have that sunlight. That beautifully autumn sunlight.

I grew up on the East coast, so I always was a little sensitive to the fact that Southern California essentially strips two whole seasons away from you. The absence of winter may be fine for some people, but I’ll be damned if I can find someone who would be happy about losing autumn.

So when I see that autumn sun in the sky, I get a tad hyper. I completely overcompensate for the lack of all things that I associate with autumn. I go out and buy anything and everything pumpkin. “Well so do I” says an obnoxious reader. No you don’t. Not like me anyway. I buy pumpkin cookies, pumpkin bread, pumpkin doughnuts, pumpkin pie, pumpkin beer, pumpkin cupcakes, pumpkin coffee, pumpkin tea, pumpkin cheesecake, pumpkin pasta, pumpkin shakes, pumpkin butter, pumpkin ice cream, pumpkin seeds, pumpkin cake – sometimes even actual pumpkins! And I buy these pumpkin items in duplicate; in triplicate; in quadruplicate! I’m obsessed; shit, I’m sweating like a heroin addict right now just thinking about it.

Of course it doesn’t stop there. I’ll search for miles to get the closest thing I can to fresh apple cider. The fact that the “apple cider” I end up purchasing isn’t exactly great doesn’t matter because I’ll run home and mull the hell out of it. Everything is better mulled. I’ll make gallons of mulled apple cider before November even hits.

Unfortunately, pumpkin and apple derivatives are not enough to stave my autumn hunger. I’ll wear a jacket in the evening while the rest of the Angelenos sport short sleeves. I’ll stroll for countless hours down seasonal aisles. I’ll haunt the autumn craft section of Michaels and actually consider making my very own cute scarecrow, cornucopia, or holiday themed wreath. Do you now understand how sick I am? Do you now understand what you ungrateful autumn experiencing denizens of the East Coast, Midwest, and Pacific Northwest, are taking for granted? “But I do all these things too” interjects the same obnoxious reader. Shut up. You’re ruining my overly long setup.

My overzealous celebration of autumn in Los Angeles hits its peak with the king of all autumny things. “Thanksgiving?” shouts that same damn reader. No asshole, I was talking about Halloween.

Yes, Halloween – the time of ridiculously overproduced Hollywood costume parties, Universal’s  “Halloween Horror Nights”, and, of course, the very homoerotic West Hollywood Halloween Carnival. Being one who never really liked the whole LA culture, none of these events really got me into the autumn spirit. In fact they all often seemed like chores; mere social obligations.

A couple of years ago, however, I hit upon an idea that satisfied the addiction. This is something that every junkie, alcoholic, and bulimic knows all too well… the binge. Oh yeah, that nonstop whirlwind that, when finished, leaves your brain wondering, “what the hell happened while I was gone?”

This particular binge came in the form of a 24-hour Halloween horror movie marathon. And if you ever wanted to test your physical and mental endurance, then brother this is the event for you.

Now, like any geek, I’ve participated in several of the standard six to ten hour horror movie marathons. Get a few gory flicks, add some junk food, a case or two of Mountain Dew, a few close friends, and you’re in for a great time. But the 24-hour marathon is an entirely different animal. I knew that it would be from the start; and even up to the zero hour, I wasn’t sure I was going to go through with it. Luckily I had somehow conned my roommate (the only one who answered the call to duty, by the way) into joining me, so I couldn’t back down. And I’m sure glad that I didn’t. What a fantastic, mind-bending experience. It was like condensing everything that makes autumn, well… autumn, into one day.

My roommate and I gathered in the living room at about 11:20PM on October 30th; freshly woken from our power naps. We shook out the cobwebs and got the room ready for the event. Soda, potato chips, nachos with salsa, and a giant bowl of fun size candy were all brought into our den of terror. I then wisely made the biggest pot of double strength coffee imaginable.

The excitement was palatable. This was crazy! 24 hours of movies. What were we thinking?

We watched the clock with bated breath. It was like Christmas when I was a kid. 11:57, 11:58, 11:59, 11:59, 11:59; damn it, change! Just then the clock struck twelve. We popped in a DVD and we were off!

24 hours of movies. We only moved to get more food or go to the bathroom. We fueled ourselves on candy, caffeine, frozen hors d’oeuvres, and delivery. We woke each other up if we dozed. My head spun. Pizza, mozzarella sticks, movies, Mountain Dew. I was somewhere between waking and sleeping. Mulled apple cider, movies, pumpkin pie, taquitos. My eyes were bloodshot. I was shaking from a sugar high. Movies, potato skins, fried chicken, coffee. And then, in what seemed like days later, the closing credits of Monster Squad were rolling on the screen. It was12:07 AM on November 1st. I slowly shuffled into my room, dove into my bed, and passed out until noon.

And now I see that magical ochreous autumn sunlight, and I can’t wait to do it again.

I thought that it might be fun if I tracked my series, The Projectionist, from its inception, all the way to the present, in a series of short blog entries. You know, maybe two 600 word entries a month.

I wasn’t sure whether I was going to do this is or not. In fact, I’d been wrestling with this for a long time. The two thoughts that kept circulating in my head were “who the hell am I?”, and “who the hell would care?”

But, of course, these same thoughts danced through my mind (the jitterbug, incidentally) for nearly a year in regard to whether or not to start this very blog – and I eventually acquiesced.  So, I figured, why not? Maybe it will inspire someone to pursue a creative endeavor. Maybe it will show a fellow filmmaker what pitfalls to avoid in the production of their own films. Who knows? At the very least, this will allow me to get my experience down before Time completely glosses everything over. And, if The Projectionist series ever actually sees the light of day, it will be a cool little time capsule.

So let’s start at the beginning, shall we?

It was one month in the spring of 2006. Some act of happenstance had allowed a film school buddy, Carl Johnson, and me to be off from our separate production jobs on the same weekday. Taking this opportunity, we decided to hangout. I don’t quite remember what that consisted of, but I’m sure it involved meeting at a diner for breakfast at around 1:00 PM.

It was during this time that we went on endlessly on how unrewarding, infuriating, and artistically frustrating our insignificant jobs in “reality television” were.

“You know what we need to do? Our own fucking feature. That’s how you get noticed. Besides, we can make better stuff than the crap that makes money in this town.” Carl explained.

“No shit. We can make that happen, no problem” I replied with confidence, having produced a horror feature a year earlier in Mexico.

“I’m serious.”

“So am I. But, it has to be great. I mean, it has to be a great concept, and a great script. That’s the only way. Otherwise it’s just a waste of a year or two.” I replied with confidence, having produced a horror feature a year earlier in Mexico.

So the pitching of movie concepts began. Carl’s were plentiful, but uninspired. I had nary a one. It was at this point that we proceeded to a local Barnes & Noble bookstore, to rip off an idea, er, I mean, for inspiration.

The Barnes & Noble at The Grove in LA is an important place for The Projectionist.

As we passed the DVD section, we noted that The Twilight Zone was on sale; nothing special, just an acknowledgment of the greatness of the series. We then proceeded to go to separate sections of the store to browse books, looking for… something.

When we met in the café area a little while later to compare finds, Carl had a large photography book by Gregory Crewdson in his arms.

“You need to check this out.” he said as he handed it to me.

The amazing Gregory Crewdson. The Projectionist's look is meant to evoke his style.

I thumbed through it. “Yeah, this is really cool. Y’know, it’s funny. This actually reminds me of The Twilight Zone… we were just mentioning that earlier.”

“What if we did that? Like a Twilight Zone movie. A homage.”

“Yeah, if it looks like this.” I said, referring to the Crewdson book. “I don’t think anyone has captured the feel of The Twilight Zone accurately. If we could pull it off…”

Crewdson's art may not LOOK like The Twilight Zone, but it FEELS like The Twilight Zone. That is an important distinction.

“If we made it look like this Crewdson stuff, then we’d nail it.”

“Or, at least be half-way there. What I mean is, we shouldn’t actually do The Twilight Zone. We should just aim for the spirit of The Twilight Zone, like Raiders of the Lost Ark aimed for the spirit of the 30’s serials. That’s what the great movies do, they aim for a feeling.” I said.

Carl leaned forward excitedly, “And I know the perfect place to film it.”

To be continued

Well I’m back in the saddle again or something along those lines. Since it’s been so long since I’ve written here, or written ANY proper blog article for that matter, it will certainly take a little bit of time to get the old wheels turning again. Trust me when I say that they are considerably rusted.

Now, I thought long and hard about how to approach the article denoting my return. What should it be about? Surely it should not some treatise on film theory. Such a long-winded, mostly uninteresting piece would further suffer from the inevitable chunkiness of my return to prose. How about a review of, say,  Inception? No, no, no, there is already too much information flooding the internet in the form of reviews and discussions. Maybe a list would do. Yes. That’s it. A list! It’s the cheap and easy way to fulfill a post quota. Besides, everyone loves lists – especially when you don’t put something on it that the reader thinks should be there!

But what should the list be about?

“Well, given that Inception fever is going around right now, how ’bout a list of the top ten sci-fi films” you say?

Oh, ye of little vision. That’s too obvious. And if it’s obvious that you want, then shoot over to Rotten Tomatoes and check out their list of the best sci-fi noirs.

But I do like the idea of an Inception inspired article. You see, Inception is one of those films that reminds me of why I go through all the pain and suffering of making movies. And since I’m a screenwriter with renewed energy after seeing Christopher Nolan’s latest effort, I thought that I’d make a list of the Ten Foods for a Full Writing Day. That’s right, the ten foods (and drinks) that get you through those long and ungodly hours sitting in your chair, hunched over a keyboard.

Now, I must divulge my logic in picking these so I don’t get any angry mail. I chose foods that could be labeled  “finger foods” in its broadest sense. Since you are theoretically writing nonstop, you don’t have time to pick up your plate, knife and fork, and shovel steak into your mouth. Also, since you are typing on a keyboard, foods that make the least possible mess to your hands are a must (that means you’re out, KFC). In addition, I believe that your sustenance should basically be coming from a package/box that has the potential to last (so no bagels or sandwiches). Lastly, this list is of food that keeps you going; that means I’m not counting the booze, coke, amphetamines, or whatever else you nuts need to be hopped up on to make your pages for the day – geeze, get some help.

Breakfast

Well, we all eventually get up. The exact time of this event is a bit up in the air for the crazy artist, but let’s say morning-ish. And as your mother always told you, you can’t start the day without a good breakfast, or in our case the following:

1. Coffee/Tea

Cup of Joe

It was a long night, and you need to get the juices flowing. That’s where this wonderful black nectar comes in. The drink that you will likely consume in the measure of gallons over the course of the day, the first cup of joe is the most important part of your writing day.

2. Doughnuts or appropriate non-messy pastry

Mmmm... doughnuts

Ah, the doughnut. The man who invented this wonderful, portable breakfast should have gotten a medal. You’ll need the carbs in this little fried dough inner-tube to keep going after the initial burst of writing is induced by the ultra-strong coffee. Besides, you need something in your stomach, and one or six of these will do the trick.

Mid-Morning

Not only is your pastry heavy breakfast finished, but your first pot of coffee is also gone. As you contemplate making a second pot, and shutter from your sugar high, you realize that your pallet is asking for something salty.

3. Crackers

Crackas

Be it Wheat Thins, Triscuits, Ritz, or those little vegetable crackers, you’ll need this salty little snack to counteract the effects of breakfast. This snack will also keep the keyboard going as you build on your written accomplishments from earlier. Besides, with your cleansed pallet, you’re ready for another pot of coffee.

The Late-Morning Doldrums

Now you’re hitting that point of the day where all that coffee you’ve been drinking is staring to have an ill effect on you. You just feel sort of crappy, and you’ve rolled up the bag of crackers in disgust. You want to keep on writing, but you feel that you need… something.

4. Oral Fixation Food

Sunflower Seeds


Sunflower seeds, nuts, gum, hard candy, trail mix. These are the kind of snack foods that don’t really have any impact on your stomach, but do serve the purpose of satisfying that stubborn oral fixation that you have acquired at some point in your writing career. Of course you’ll be filling the voids between proper junk food fixes with these oral fixation foods throughout the entire day.

Lunch

You made it past the morning doldrums sure enough, but you’re beginning to feel a little weak. You cringe at the idea of drinking anymore coffee, and consider giving it up completely. You then look at the clock and realize that it’s lunchtime!

5. Beef Jerky

Beef Jerky

No time for a sandwich, so you reach for the bag of beef jerky. You bite into the meaty goodness and almost instantly feel better. This was exactly what you needed – a good shot of protein after all the carbs you’ve been consuming throughout the morning.

6. Soda/Energy Drink

Coca-Cola


You certainly need to wash down that strong cured taste of the jerky. So you grab your favorite soda or energy drink. It’s the perfect compliment to your beef jerky lunch, and has the added benefit of boosting your sagging caffeine levels. You now feel like you can bust out thirty pages, easy.

Mid-Afternoon

So lunch has seemed to sort of normalize your system, and you’re now feeling pretty good. In fact, you’re feeling so good that you’re thinking of a little reward for all the hard work you’ve put in so far. Sounds like the perfect opportunity to indulge in some comfort food.

7. Cookies

Chocolate Chip


You break out the cookies, which will compliment your afternoon coffee quite well. You are now settling into a nice even pace of writing (as opposed to your morning bursts and stutters). Yeah, this was a good idea.

The Late-Afternoon Doldrums

That was a terrible idea! What were you thinking?! The combination of those cookies and that coffee is wrecking havoc on you right now. You feel absolutely horrible. In fact, you feel about ten times worse than you did during those mid-morning doldrums. But wait a minute, you were able to snap out of that with some salty food. But crackers need coffee, and you can’t drink that shit anymore; in fact you’re considering giving it up completely, again.

8. Pretzels/Chips

Pretzels


The fact of the matter is that you just need something salty to munch on. Anything in the pretzel/chip family will do the trick nicely (but not Doritos – that will stain everything, thus violating condition 2 of what makes a “writing food”). You’re feeling a bit better, and open up a can of soda to wash it down. Yep, this is what you needed to continue.

Dinner

You’ve successfully made it over that nasty afternoon hump. You begin to feel like you’re getting a second wind, but something is wrong. You feel hungry. But it’s a kind of hunger that won’t be satisfied by junk food. Actually, thinking of junk food right now is kind of making you sick. What can it mean? Dinnertime!

9. Pizza

Pizza


Like the seasoned professional you are, you speed-dial the local pizza delivery service and put in your order. You take a small little break as you wait for your pepperoni pizza (which you shrewdly realize satisfies the four major food groups) to arrive.

Eventually, your feast arrives. You scarf down the first two slices at the door, before returning to your writing room where you will continue to finish the pie over the next couple of hours as you pump out your best pages since early this morning.

Night

Night has fallen, and you begin to slow down a bit. You’ve had a good day of writing, and a great dinner. Of course, this means dessert.

1o. “Fun-sized” Candy

Candy


If you don’t give it out for Halloween, then you shouldn’t be eating it. You know, the miniature Snickers, Kit Kats, M&Ms, Sour Patch Kids, etc. – that kind of candy. So, you begin shoveling handfuls of M&Ms in your mouth as you read over the days work and do some minor editing. Yes it has been a great day. Congratulations.

Late-Night and Overnight

Now, depending on how things went during the day, you might have, late at night, gotten a second or third wind. This prompts you to write into the late night hours. Or maybe you have a deadline to meet and you must write overnight. This, of course, means you need a food choice for the wee hours.

1. – 10. Everything

That’s right, EVERYTHING. The late/early hours are a writer’s free-for-all when food is concerned. You must have all the above items in haphazard order and all at once within a few short hours. You’ll feel like shit come morning, but it’ll be worth it (until you read what you wrote).

The Film Flunkie will be back on Sunday, July 18th. Why the long absence? I was fighting ninjas.

As I stated with such conviction on Thursday, there are three simple rules to follow if you want to become a screenwriter who outputs material of some quality. Of course, you undoubtedly have no reason to trust what I say. But ultimately, my way, though more time consuming than reading screenwriting books or taking screenwriting courses, is a cheaper option. So why not save your money first and try it out? It can’t hurt.

Now, my “three rules” approach assumes that you already have a fundamental understating of narrative form. That is, not only an understanding of how a story is generally constructed, but also an understanding of its building blocks and intricacies; namely concepts such as themes, motifs, arcs, symbolism, characterization, etc. If you can’t adequately define every one of the concepts that I mentioned, then you may want to consider taking an entry level creative writing course, or buying the appropriate literature. However, know that a trip to your local library may suffice.

Okay, you get what makes up a narrative. So let’s move onto breaking-down the three rules that you must follow to achieve screenwriting greatness.

1. Read, read, read.

You need to read screenplays. I mean, you need to read a lot of screenplays. I don’t care what a book or professor tells you about how a screenplay should be written, it will always be their theory on screenwriting. That’s it. And the more screenplays you read, the more you’ll understand that.

Seriously.

Let’s say that Ernest Hemingway and Oscar Wilde are giving separate courses on the art of writing narrative fiction. I think that we can safely say that each of these literary titans’ theories on writing would be vastly different from the other. Hemingway is the king of pithiness when it comes to writing, and Wilde is most certainly not. But, who’s right? Neither. They are simply differing points of view. It is these differing points of view that have yielded various literary movements and, consequently, many of the world’s greatest works.

So why would you crack a book, or go to a course, that states that there is a right way to write a screenplay? That’s incredibly shortsighted. There isn’t even an agreement in the industry on how many freaking acts should be in a feature screenplay. Three, you say? Maybe. However, there are many people who would argue that there should be two acts, or four acts, or even seven acts.

The only way to experience the different points of view is to read as many different screenplays as you can get your hands on. And through this reading, you will begin to understand format, pacing, story structure, etc. – everything you need to know to write your own screenplays.

A good place where you can read a plethora of screenplays for free is at Drew’s Script-O-Rama. But again, you must read, read, read.

2. Write, write, write.

How can you be a screenwriter if you don’t write screenplays? It seems logical enough, but I know many self-professed screenwriters that rarely do this. Writing is like any other discipline, from painting to playing an instrument. The only way you will become accomplished is by practicing. The only way you can practice is by writing.

You need to not only develop your own voice, but also your own process. Don’t be afraid to try different things. Maybe a six act structure works for you. Maybe you need to outline your script. Maybe you need to write it in short story form first. Maybe you need to organize ideas on note cards. Who knows? I don’t personally know two screenwriters whose styles or methods are exactly the same. You need to find what works for you.

And remember, don’t get deluded. It’s easy to fall in love with your work when you first output it. Instead, take an attitude of  “whatever I output can be better” – because it can. Trust me. I don’t care how enamored you are with your own writing, it is not as good as it can be. Most screenplays that make it to the screen go through several drafts, at least, before they get there – not revisions, mind you, but drafts. Eventually, you may get to a place where you know, with some objectivity, that you’ve “nailed it” with a particular draft. But that is a long way off.

3. Study, study, study.

Just because you’re reading and writing screenplays doesn’t mean that you don’t have to study. You must always study!

Now what do I mean by this?

Well, first off, you must be able to determine what makes one screenplay better or worse than another. That means you can’t always just read a screenplay, but, rather, you must study it. Read an Academy Award winning screenplay and try to determine what it is about its structure, dialogue, story, etc., that makes it so great. You can also compare two screenplays. Which one reads better? Why is that?

Next, you must understand that you are just one step in the process of making a film. What happens in the time between when a screenplay is written, and when it goes up on the big screen? Read screenplays for movies that you have seen, and study what is written vs. what is on the screen. What happens in the translation?

Next, take another perspective. Study screenplays for films that you have never seen, and then watch the film. What did you expect when you watched the film? What didn’t you expect? Where does your job as a writer end, and the director’s job begin (you don’t want to step on the director’s toes by writing camera movements, and such)?

A fantastic place to go to study the art of screenwriting is Wordplay – a site created by Terry Rossio and Ted Elliot of Pirates of the Caribbean fame. You can, and should, spend innumerable hours there.

But that’s not all. You must also understand what is going on in your new chosen profession. What screenwriters are out there? Who’s hot at the moment? Who are the greats? What is going on with the WGA – are they striking, are they locked in new negotiations with studios? What screenplays are selling, and to whom? Do you need an agent?

Now, there are many industry magazines and numerous websites where you can gain all this information. The WGA’s website, for instance, has some excellent resources to get you started.

So there you are. The three simple rules to becoming a good screenwriter, explained poorly. Ultimately, it’s going to come down to the fact that either you “have it” or “you don’t”. Some people just can’t tell a compelling story. Some people just can’t write that well. You should know if you fall into either of these camps after awhile. But make sure that you put the time in first. No getting down on yourself allowed. Writing is hard. Becoming a good writer is even harder. So don’t despair if it is not working out for you at first.

But hey, it’s no big deal if you find out that you are a crappy screenwriter. You can still make movies. You can certainly become a competent producer instead, if you really want to. And if you have an idea for a movie, then get yourself a writer (or “co-writer” for those with fragile egos). There are a hell of a lot of great writers out there. By helping them out, you’re helping yourself as well. Besides, as a producer, the movie is your movie, and how cool is that?

P.S. Being a bad screenwriter doesn’t necessarily mean that you are a bad writer. Screenwriting is simply a different discipline; just like poetry is different from prose. You could be a world-class poet and, at the same time, be a piss-poor novelist.