W. Kandinsky: "There are no 'musts' in art." T.S. Eliot: "There is no freedom in art." Dostoievski character, after the ancient Middle East epigram: "Everything is permitted." (R-rated weblog. Since one has been advised there is no Literature anymore, or even literature, only writing, one proceeds on the premise that this weblog qualifies as not-meaningless, since it is, or appears to be, a form of "writing." Image: Banksy.)
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Friday, April 4, 2008
Ten Days of Shock
Had to return Shock Doctrine to the library, it's on a request list and I was only permitted to have it for ten days and an amazing ten days it was. I'll request it again and take up where I left off but I need a break from it, having gotten as far as a chapter titled "Iraq Erased." Back under the spell of the cinema tonight, but feeling irritable as I worked because Screenplay 2 seemed lacking in every conceivable respect, and I'm finding no opportunity to make the protag more likeable, or to give any of the supporting characters more depth as I had vowed to do, and feeling annoyed that there is next to no opportunity to get any wit into the dialogue, unlike the case with a stage play, where all one did was bounce from one springboard of "cleverness" to another, the language of the screen being so stripped down. Ah well.
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Maybe the protag does what he does to send money to his sister.
That would make him likable to me. Why it would make him downright lovable.
Wow, 10 days. We get 21 days. Of course, it may be some months before I move up to lender status on our library's list (although they usually stock more than a few copies of popular books). As well, there are always loads of people who drop off the list or return books such as this early if they aren't "enjoyable".
Your excerpts are well chosen from the perspective of intrigue. Maybe I'll order it instead of wait.
Laughing out loud at Patty's comments!
All my immense profits to be funneled directly to my dear sister, it's been my plan from the beginning . . . .
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