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Showing posts with label Film. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Film. Show all posts

Sunday, 5 October 2014

#BookADayUK; A Reader Event For October. Day 5

Today's theme is 'Favourite cinema/film reference in literature.' Since I can't think of a single instance of this in anything I've read, I can hardly have a 'favourite'. Loads of references the other way round: let's face it, many very popular films have their roots in literature. But literature that references film? Not something I've come across. I'm sure someone will enlighten me. It may even be that I've read such a thing without recognising the references. Film, for me, is generally something I use for entertainment. Not a 'buff', I enjoy the lighter side by and large, though I have watched some pretty strong drama. So, there you have it. For me, a non-event in the programme. But I imagine that's my loss.

Tuesday, 31 December 2013

Fictional Worlds, by L.A. Alexander, Reviewed.

Subtitled, ‘Traditions in Narrative and the Age of Visual Culture’, this tome of nearly 400 pages of erudition is a considerable piece of work. The book is essentially about storytelling on the screen and is, in fact, part of a series under that title.

Academic, considered, analytical and full of wisdom, it is a book for those working in the film industry, for students of that medium, for critics and reviewers and, ultimately, for those who write screenplays. As a manual for study and an analytical tool for those involved in film, it is a wonderful book.

There are many illustrative case histories: unfortunately, I’ve seen vary few of the many popular films discussed, so this aspect was of less value to me. In any case, although I’ve dabbled in screenwriting and my fiction is visually based, I’m essentially a novelist. As such, I have different needs as a writer. That’s not to say that the book has nothing to offer me. The analysis of story elements and the explanation of story structure are valuable elements and I come away with a deeper understanding of the history and purpose behind story. Myth and legend form the basis of most of what we write today and the discussions of the various root tales are useful and inspiring.

My writing method is that of the pantster. I don’t plan or structure, except in the very loosest way possible. Generally, I start with a theme, develop a story beginning and ending, to which I add characters, and then allow these invented people to determine the route, the journey, of the novel. So, analysis and structural planning are of little help to me; in fact, they can be destructive of a process that relies hugely on instinct and the subconscious mingling of experience, knowledge and emotional elements. Sorry if that sounds pretentious, but it’s the nearest I can find to expressing what actually happens when I sit at the keyboard to create.

Planners and plotters, however, of which there are multitude in the writing world, will find this book invaluable. It guides and explains, suggests analogies, prompts with themes, and labels those elements of a story that such writers need to identify.


So, a book I’d definitely recommend to scholars, scriptwriters, film directors, those with an abiding interest in film, and to those writers who find their creative stimulation in plot.
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Thursday, 22 November 2012

A Day of Cultural Contrasts


I want to share with you a strangely satisfying day of contrasting culture. This morning, my wife and I travelled to our nearest city, Hull, to view some of Da Vinci’s drawings on exhibition at the Ferens Art Gallery. Hull is not noted for its culture, though both Philip Larkin and John Godber produced some of their best work in the city. And, of course, it is the birthplace of William Wilberforce, whose influence on world culture through the abolition of slavery must be considered great.

To get back to the Da Vinci: A few weeks ago, we were in Paris and spent some time in the Louvre, where, over the heads of the multitude, we saw the Mona Lisa in its original form. It was distant, because we were unwilling to elbow our way through the throng, and it was protected by non-reflective glass to protect it against the assaults of the multiple flashes from the tourists’ cameras (the signs asking people not to use flash have little or no effect on those who haven’t a clue how to actually use their cameras, of course).

Today, in Hull, we joined a much smaller number to walk in peace and quiet around an exhibition where we could get up close to the drawings made by Da Vinci. The subtlety of his technique, the detail captured by his eye and the skill of his translation of reality into pictorial form were aspects I will treasure for a long time. That we could actually examine them as closely as if reading a book, spend uninterrupted time before each of the ten examples, study and absorb the brilliance, was wonderful. Information boards enhanced the experience and the gallery staff were on hand to enthuse and guide where necessary.

An exhibition I urge you to visit if you’re anywhere near the city. It’s on until 23 January 2013. The drawings are on loan from the Royal Collection, by the way.

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Because we are not city lovers, we rarely visit without a specific purpose. Today we also decided to go to the cinema to watch the latest Bond movie. Skyfall is a very typical Bond film with plenty of chases, improbable action scenes and occasional sexual encounters, understated so that the films can be watched as family entertainment. Though it’s always puzzled me that film classification allows extreme violence to be witnessed by young children, yet prevents youngsters seeing the natural state of human beings. Never understood why nudity should be considered bad for children when violence and killing is apparently considered acceptable. But that’s maybe a subject for a different post.

The film is the best of those starring Daniel Craig. There is a great story and more interaction and narrative than the previous efforts. The film is also full of surprises. Naturally, James wins most of his unlikely fights, defeats his enemies and gets the girl. I won’t spoil the story for those who haven’t seen the film. But, if you’ve been less than impressed by the previous outings of Craig’s Bond, you will find this one a real improvement.

As I say, a day of cultural contrasts. But a very enjoyable day in spite of, or maybe, because of, that.

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Friday, 8 April 2011

Stuart's Daily Word Spot: X certificate

Dr. No (film)Image via Wikipedia
X certificate: noun – a film classification (now sometimes superseded by ‘18’) indicating a movie is suitable only for adults; used figuratively to denote an entertainment, event, object etc., suitable only for those with an adult disposition, usually because of either sexual or violent content, or both.

‘The film, Reservoir Dogs, was awarded an X certificate ranking due to its extreme violence.’

‘Arthur marked Ursula’s bikini swimsuit in Dr No as X certificate because he thought she looked so hot he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off her if she moved too close to him.’ 
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Thursday, 3 June 2010

Synopsis blues revisited

So, I was wrong. My writing group, a collection of published, talented, supportive and forthright writers, pointed out, last night, that my approach to the synopsis was off target. And, when they clarified their message, I had to agree with them, which, as a solitary male amongst a bevy of gifted females, isn't always easy. No matter. They have set me on the right track and next week I will startle them with my genius. Well, I might get them to make positive comments, anyway.
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