I’ll get to today’s LUCY update in a second, but there’s something I feel compelled to address.
I read today on Aint It Cool that Tarantino has written a western. I’m not sure how I feel about that. My first thought was “oh crap.” I’m busting my ass to get mine done, and his will probably wrap up production by then.
But his will no doubt be talky and violent. Mine won’t. I’m shooting for more of a RAIDERS-type vibe.
Will this mean nobody will want to read another western? Highly doubtful. The Coens did TRUE GRIT. THE BRIGANDS OF RATTLEBORGE was a recent in-demand spec script that got its writer noticed.
So there’s hope for me yet. Just got to get the damn thing finished.
Speaking of which, I went back to the old rule of “kill your darlings” today when I realized that a mini-subplot I loved developing in Act Two would have to be completely eliminated. As much as I love it, it slows the action down and unnecessarily bulks up that particular sequence. So out it goes. But in the long run, it’s for the best, because it drops the number of scenes for that stretch of Act Two down to around 20, which is much more acceptable than 25 or 26.
I also discovered some notes I developed last week I had completely forgotten about, and they may solidify the subplot I started on yesterday.
Since I’m working extra hours all this week and possibly next week, getting to the end of Act Two may be pushed back until next week, which is fine.
Movie of the Moment: EASY A. I’d heard this was a smart high school comedy. I’d agree.
Emma Stone plays Olive, a girl who inadvertently starts a rumor that she’s lost her virginity, which is a complete lie, and as a result starts to gain the reputation of a slut.
The school sees Olive in a whole new light. People who had ignored her in years past suddenly are paying attention to her. She embraces her new persona with relish, but doesn’t act on it, or at least in the way you’d think she would.
From there it really delves into a clever, well-written look at the power of the spoken, or rather, texted & emailed word. One subplot involves her friend, who everybody assumes is gay, which he is. He enlists her help to spread a rumor that he’s not. This involves providing the meant-to-mislead soundtrack to a rousing closed-door session of hot sex at a party.
While some of the characters fall into cliche territory, it was nice to see some of them have layers, or at least a little more depth to their personality than just who they’re supposed to be.
I was also surprised at Thomas Haden Church’s teacher character. I was certain something bad was going to happen involving him. And it did, but it was the complete opposite of what I expected.
I’m not surprised this wasn’t a bigger hit than it should have been, considering the subject matter, but it’s smart and doesn’t treat the viewer like a moron.
Which is how all movies should be.