Thursday, September 26, 2013

History of Fiction


When I first started taking classes to become a screenwriter, several people warned me against doing scripts that were set in the past. Apparently they felt there is a very small market for historical dramas. But looking at all the films there are depicting historical events, that advice seems counter intuitive. It seems most people only get any sort of knowledge about the past from movies. Now of course when I say “most people,” I mean “me.” I was always a decent student in school but history was never a subject that I found all that interesting. And so it was the realm of films that I was left to learn about the past. Thankfully I am a smart enough cookie to filter most of the truth from the bullshit, but most people aren’t as smart as me.

As hard as it is for people to believe, the movie 300 is based on a true story. Actually it’s based on a comic book that was based on a true story. That seems to be the problem with most adaptations of historical events into films. We are seeing them through several filters. So many of the facts are colored by the visions of the author and filmmakers. As such, most people probably think the ancient Spartans fought in capes and loincloths. I doubt they would have the reputation of such legendary warriors if they never mastered something as simple as armor. But since Frank Miller, the artist of the 300 comic, was inspired by the statue of Leonidas at Thermopylae  (the location of the actual battle) and that statue is nude, he drew the characters as such. It’s an artistic choice, which is to be respected but not trusted.

Mel Gibson did not single handedly win the Revolutionary War. Hitler was not assassinated in a movie theatre. Dinosaur and Man NEVER shared the earth at the same time (also the continental drift of Pangaea happened over centuries, not instantaneously like Ice Age would have you believe). The problem is that drama and history are sometimes at odds with each other. Trying to tell an interesting story must be economical, meaning many of the finer details of history are edited out for time.

The worst thing than editing history for dramatic license is when people write supposedly historical dramas in order to put forth their own agenda. This seems to be the popular craze among political pundits and religious hucksters. As much as conservatives love screaming “Liberal Hollywood,” it always seems to be them showing huge amounts of bias when putting forth their version of historical events. A film I remember in particular is an American Carol which is a comedic (at least it was listed as such, though it wasn’t very funny) was nothing more than a non-stop bashing of every Liberal/Democratic belief there is, with no subtlety about it. And their documentaries are straight up propaganda, so I find the term “Liberal Bias” almost hilarious sometimes.

A lot of problems also with telling a historical story is that films require a hero. The story needs someone for the audience to root for, and while a protagonist can be flawed, and the flaws can be what make them interesting, sometimes the rougher edges of what is in a person’s past need to be sanded off. Many movies have been made about America’s race to space, but little has been mentioned of the former Nazi scientists who helped us get there. The Revolutionary War was fought for freedom, but we rarely see the slaves still working in the fields. There is a need by filmmakers to polish their subject matters before putting them to film.

The truth is, your average film is usually ninety minutes long. Longer in some cases, but usually between ninety minutes and at most three hours. That’s not a lot of time to get a lot of information across. Anything that is not essential to the story is going to get lost in the shuffle.  In all honesty, a film should never be judged against history. History spans centuries with a cast of millions. Hollywood just can’t compete. All Hollywood can do is entertain. So if you want to be entertained, see a movie. If you want to learn history, read a book. Just not the book based on the movie.

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

What’s With All the Witches?


You know every TV season there always seems to be three or four new shows that all revolve around the same thing. Usually it has to do with the success of a particular show, and a desire by the other networks to copy it. Unfortunately you can’t capture lightning in a bottle, and you certainly can’t do it twice (lightning striking twice? Or something like that). This year is no different. And this year the theme seems to be witches.

I remember a few years ago when a glut of vampire shows hit the airwaves. The Vampire Diaries, True Blood, Being Human (UK) and Moonlight all came out within two years of each other. And why were all these shows coming out at this time? Because Twilight had just come out and thus there was a need to cash in on the frenetic energy that this franchise created. And I can’t really blame the networks. People want vampires, so give them vampires.

But as far as I know, there is no similar witch property that has people excited. Certainly nothing that was along the line of Twilight and justified all the above mentioned series (two of which are still on the air, with Being Human finishing its UK run this past year and Moonlight only lasting one season. Being Human US is still on the air). There was a clear and visible vampire fandom. But where is the witch fandom?

Witches have certainly always been a part of popular fiction. The earliest stories we are exposed to usually feature a witch as the villain. Certainly every child watched the Wizard of Oz as a child (I could attribute the prequel Oz the Great and Powerful for the resurgence of witch interest but that film was for the most part a flop). Every Halloween features the occasional little (and not so little) girl dressing up as a witch. Witches never really went away. But like any trend, they died down. Same with vampires, westerns, slasher flicks, any trend that becomes popular and then goes away.

Now I keep mentioning this new witch trend and I’m sure many are wondering what I am referring to. Well, the three shows that caught my attention were American Horror Story: Coven, The Witches of East End, and Sleepy Hollow. FX, Lifetime, and Fox have each developed a witch themed show for this latest Fall TV season. All three feature witches and witchcraft. I mentioned other shows here like True Blood and Vampire Diaries which both featured witches on their programs, but there have not been any primetime shows based around witchcraft (Witches of Waverly Place not withstanding, and of course the failed TV version of The Witches of Eastwick) since Samantha was twitching her nose on Bewitched. And Bewitched was a while ago.

Lost had its imitators. Friends inspired group comedy after group comedy. Star Trek had its imitators. But I don’t know what inspired the current witch craze. The last Harry Potter movie came out two years ago and it was riding the end of that craze. We should have seen these witch shows popping up when Harry Potter was at the height of its popularity (as we’re seeing numerous Medieval shows trying to cash in on the current popularity of Game of Thrones right now). It seems this witch craze is trying to exist in a vacuum. Trying to fill a desire that no one is really asking for.

To be fair, so far I have only seen Sleepy Hollow and in all honesty I enjoyed it. But I am very much the audience for this type of show. TV needs no current craze or fad to get me to watch fantasy, horror, or sci-fi. I will seek those out myself. I am not the typical television viewer. The typical TV viewer likes to follow the heard and will watch the show it has been told to watch. And sadly, no one has told them to like witches.

Thursday, September 19, 2013

Torchwood Miracle Day: A (Hate Filled) Review


SPOILERS: If you haven’t seen Torchwood: Miracle Day, just don’t.

I love Doctor Who. As a child I used to watch the Fourth and Fifth Doctors’ adventures on PBS. When the 1995 Fox TV movie came out I tuned in with glee. And when the 2005 series returned to the BBC, I watched every episode and have continued to watch up to the present. So when Doctor Who spun off the series Torchwood, starring Captain Jack Harkness, I felt like I was just getting even more of what I loved. Then I saw Miracle Day. I almost stopped watching Doctor Who because of that series.

Here’s a little backstory for you. Captain Jack Harkness is a time traveller from the 51st century. He used to be a Time Agent (some sort of law enforcement officer) but has since become a con artist. He runs into the Doctor and Rose during World War II and for a while travels with them until he is left for dead fighting Daleks. Miraculously resurrected by Rose (powered by the Tardis matrix) he ends up back on earth leading the Torchwood team in Cardiff, Wales. Torchwood is a secret British organization investigating alien life on earth. It is based in Cardiff, because apparently Cardiff is built on top of a rift in space and time and all sorts of odd things wash up in that town (it of course has nothing to do with the fact that the Doctor Who offices are based there). For two seasons, the Torchwood team investigated various alien occurrences on earth, giving a slightly more adult take on the world of Doctor Who (lot of sex). Sadly the show didn’t gain as much fanlove as Doctor Who and was only able to squeeze out another half season (the six episode titled Children of Earth storyline) before it was shut down.

This is where the story of Miracle Day begins. Because the BBC no longer wished to produce Torchwood, in steps Starz (an American cable network). Starz decides to finance a series of Torchwood, subtitled Miracle Day. The problem is that by the end of Children of Earth, only two members of the Torchwood team are even still alive. The immortal Captain Jack (oh yeah, forgot to mention that, he can’t die because of what Rose did to him) and Gwen Cooper who was our window into the team initially when she was recruited in season one. So since only two members of the team are still alive, a whole bunch of new characters are cast. Also, the bulk of the show is shot in America as opposed to England. So really, the show has very little feel to the original Torchwood.

Besides introducing so many new characters to the show, sadly those characters never lead into anything interesting. We meet a child killer who was supposed to be executed the day the Miracle happened and so he survived. As he goes on to became a media celebrity we as the audience suspect some great revelation will be made about his character that he is somehow a devious mastermind. But no, nothing pays off with him and he is unnecessarily crammed into the finale though he has no reason to be there. There is also a PR woman who seems to be everywhere our heroes are. Again, there is the suggestion that she is more than she appears to be, but this suspicion never pays off and she ends up just being there.

There is also a problem with the logic of the series. Straight up at the beginning of the series we are told that Jack’s blood IS NOT behind the miracle. In fact Jack’s blood has absolutely nothing to do with his immortality. He became immortal at the end of Doctor Who Series 1 in 2005 when Rose resurrected him using the Time Vortex she absorbed from the TARDIS. This made Jack a living fixed point in time, which we learn in Series Three from The Doctor himself. It has nothing to do with Jack’s biology. And yet at the end of the series (which honestly I think was written on a cocktail napkin one night when the writers realized they needed to end this shit) it is revealed that yes, it is indeed Jack’s blood that was used to cause the miracle. They poured his blood in a giant rock vagina that runs through the earth from Beijing to Rio. And then they poured his now mortal blood into the giant rock vagina and that fixed everything. Completely ignoring all the conspiracies about evil drug companies and weird mystery characters, and instead just showing a family of evil people mucking about.
What I wish I was doing instead of watching this.

No fiction is perfect. There are flaws in everything. But if the story can’t be interesting enough to make me ignore the flaws then you might as well just pack it up and go home. While I find it highly doubtful, I hope that Torchwood can one day come back if only to redeem itself from this travesty. I am actually going to actively ignore BBC America just so I can avoid this show rerunning on it.

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Everything You Love Will Kill You


I’ve seen a lot of movies and if there is one thing I have learned it is that everything is dangerous. Now granted I learned that lesson mostly from horror movies, but still, the lesson is important. Every possible thing you could ever let get close to you is a potential instrument of your death. And not a pleasant death either. The most brutal and horrific death you could possibly imagine.

Part of me says blame Stephen King. Mr. King has made a career out of taking innocent things and making them scary. That idea that your quiet little suburban neighborhood is full of threats is a recurring theme in the works of King. True, most people find clowns to be scary but after seeing Pennywise in the TV adaptation of IT, I think more people developed a case of coulrophobia than ever before. And I am sure every classic car owner has had a brief flash of Christine (killer car movie) when looking at their beloved automobile. Cujo, Cat’s Eye, and Pet Sematary (I just realized the film’s title spells the word Cemetery wrong) pretty much destroyed the idea of the beloved family pet for many.

The entire horror genre seems to be about taking things we trust and let our guard down around and turn it into the stuff of nightmares. A fun summer camp becomes the hunting ground for a serial killer (Sleepaway Camp AND Friday The 13th film series). A beloved children’s toy is actually a sadistic murderer (Child’s Play series). Forget the toy, the children themselves are dangerous (Children of the Corn, Village of the Damned, Orphan, The Omen, and a bunch of other movies). Even the act of getting a good night’s sleep is a dangerous (Nightmare of Elm Street). Absolutely nowhere and nothing is safe according to the movies.

One could assume I am just being paranoid. That all these threats are the result of mere fiction and things like this don’t happen in the real world. Well to them I say “Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water…” That’s right, JAWS. Freddy might be fake but Jaws is real. A Great White Shark can bite an adult male in half. And they do just swim and eat and make little baby sharks. Plus those terrifying serial killers in films like Leatherface were initially inspired by real serial killers like Ted Bundy and Ed Gein.

Plus just because an item isn’t possessed by an evil spirit doesn’t mean they’re not dangerous. Nearly 18,000 people die every year from accidents that happen around the home involving items they never worried about, right up until they killed them. Faulty wiring, poisons, slippery floors, accidents waiting to happen. No need for an evil doll or a demonic car or even a rabid family pet, you’re lucky to get out of anyplace alive.

To be honest though, the real thing people need to be afraid of us is other people. As scary as monsters and ghoulies are, the true thing that racks up the most kills in any movie are just ordinary people. The kindly old lady, the trusty handy man,  the random hook up, all these people have turned into violent killers in the realm of films. And it’s not just the strangers people might encounter in the outside world. Many a family member has been portrayed in films turning bad and killing people. Norman Bates killed his mom before the movie Psycho even begins (if that’s a spoiler you really need to watch more movies). Carrie’s mom would lock her in a closet and tried to stab her. Jack tried to hunt down and kill his wife and child in The Shining. Joshua and We Need To Talk About Kevin both depicted horrible cases of sibling rivalry, with older siblings plotting the death of their new baby sibling.

After listing all these various forms of movie death, I can understand why there are so many conspiracy theorists out there. If you let your mind dwell on it, there really are a lot of things out there to be paranoid about. But if I really worried that much about death I’d never leave my house. I’d probably never even leave my bed, which means I wouldn’t have seen all the movies that have me scared. So since the price of fear is not seeing cool movies, I shall endeavor to not let the many things out there scare me.