An excerpt from mega-screenwriter, journalist and author Joe Eszterhas' astonishing can't put it down tell all exposé memoir Hollywood Animal (New York: Knopf, 2004), p. 45:
"Bill Faulkner, screenwriter, woke up one morning at the Knickerbocker Hotel in Hollywood screaming: 'Oh, Lordy! Oh, Jesus! They're coming at me! Help me! Don't let them! They're coming at me! No! No!' He had himself taken to a sanitarium and dried out."
My great grandfather was a genius screenwriter of the silent film era--one of the best. Once talkies came out, he lost his job. Actors wanted more lines and no one wanted to hear short, choppy narrative type remarks.
Reason he was so good at screenwriting for silent movies was because that's how he talked all the time. He'd take me fishing and say about three things the whole time we were there--five things on a chatty day.
1(We'd get there and he'd say:
"The Old fishin' hole"
2) I'd bait my hook and he'd say:
"You'll never catch nothin' with that"
3)After about an hour he'd say:
"Yep...I could tell ya some stories."
4) Half an hour later he'd say:
5)Last thing he'd say was:
"What'd I tell ya? Let's get outta here"
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