Friday, November 6, 2009

It's.... ALIVE!!!





I just love to feel my brain alive.

This may sound silly, but I’ve had a period where I’ve felt it’s been like calling into an empty cave.

Now, suddenly if I spend a thought at one of the new projects and the next second I have solved a problem or shaped a character or something else.

I remember a reflection I did as a child that it felt like my mind had layers, different levels of thinking.

I remember this very clearly because some of the layers were talking – or rather having an argument – and I (what ever I is in this case) dived into the debate from the top and the bottom layers.

Make any sense?

Not likely.

Never mind.

Anyway, I’m up and running with two new ideas and that feels great.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Two parallel projects - do they solve the problem?





I’ve been brainstorming around my two new projects with the help of a program called FreeMind.

I’m amazed at how much help a good functional program gives; when it’s just to enter your ideas (in this case) without fuss. A rare experience.

Another pleasant amazement is the feeling of a brain in coma starting up and get to work and simply scream to me “oh, don’t stop now! I want more to process!”

My sweet little Swedish angel in my old version of “the Beautymaker” turns into a seductive, bitter bitch. My villain in “ERG” is suddenly an interesting surprise.

As it is now at this early stage “ERG” has more attention. I will however work with both at the same time. I want to see if it helps periods of stuckness in one project to have another project at the same stage.

You see, when I’m in my writing phase in a script, I want to write. But now when I got stuck, I had nothing else to write. And the need to write was so strong, that the pure thought to take a break and start working with another idea was repulsive.

If I have two parallel projects, maybe I won’t have that problem.

Monday, November 2, 2009

I've had some dark hours





Finally I have to admit that I am stuck with my “Sunlight” script.

I’ve read it through and it is absolutely stunningly great.

But stuck in mud. Deep, heavy and sticky mud.

I’ve decided to put it in resting mode and dive into two other ideas. One new and one old.

“ERG” (the real title tells too much) and “The Beautymaker” (my third feature script – horrible).

I have to keep moving.

I know that one day “Sunlight” will lift itself out of the mud and I’ll fly on its wings, but it's not today.

Today I'll enjoy the green spring in my mind, following new, less muddy roads.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

The light has returned to the dark hours





I’ve received the third draft from Robert A Vollrath that I now will transform into the forth, and hopefully final draft.

We had e-mailed back and forth about the changes I had made between his first draft and my second and one thing that I had removed without real intention was the humor.

I considered the lines in question unnecessary, misplaced or simply not funny. I didn’t think about this very serious story as a story with one-line jokes. Not that I deliberately said to myself that I would take out all the funny moments, I just didn’t see that this, and this, and this, fitted the story.

When I read it now, with the humor back in place, I realize how wrong I was.

And I am surprised and almost chocked that I didn’t see the importance of the funny moments. Am I not the one who hates dark and depressive movies, despising the lack of mood lifters in the dark hours?

Me of all persons remove the so vital humor.

Jokes and fun help us surviving our dark hours. Even Schindler’s List has moments of fun.

Monday, October 26, 2009

The nude man under the table





When I was a teenager I had the opportunity to be at a set where they filmed a mini-series.

I was amazed at many things. Like how that long gone barber shop became a café for a few hours. And how to hide the shadow of the boom when the sun suddenly dived out from the clouds.

But most of all I wondered how that naked man had ended up under the table.

The mini-series was called “The stairs” and was directed by Eva Bergman and included quite a few well known actors, mostly from the Backa Theatre.

One of these actors was nude and placed himself under one of the café tables on the sidewalk.

Although I didn’t see this. I was suddenly sent up the street to stop the traffic during that take.

And when I turn to take a look if the take is over and I can let the car move along, I see the back of a nude man running away.

I just had to see the miniseries when it turned up in the TV tabloids.

It turned out that the scene didn’t appear until the last episode! And I had to harden myself to make it through the previous ones, every time hoping that this would be the episode with that scene. The series was just so b-a-d.

How he ended up nude under the table?

Well, if you find yourself locked out from your apartment without any clothes on (!) would you then walk out to find your brother to get the spare key?

Friday, October 23, 2009

My turning point to act three





I was researching what kind of animals live in deserts.

My main character crosses a dessert at night and I was looking for some images to use. Maybe some dangers.

And guess what I found?

A whole scene!

And not any scene for that matter.

I found my turning point to act three.

Just because I happened to came across a legend with roots in Native American culture which inspired me.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Review: Writing Drama by Yves Lavandier






In August I got an inquiry from Le Clown & l’enfant, a French publishing company, wondering if I was interested in reading and reviewing Writing Drama by Yves Lavandier on my blog.

I was delighted and interested in reading a book from a European writer, since most of the literature I've came across have been from USA.

Close to three months later I've read the almost six hundred pages and am ready to write my review.


What I liked best with this book was that the writer brought up several cases of less successful situations and suggestions that would have brought out more of them. In all books I have read so far only examples that demonstrate the “right way” have been used, never examples where someone could have done a better job.

What I didn’t like and found very annoying was that the writer never succeeded in keeping me interested. It was a difficult reading. Page up and page down packed with text written in a very boring way and often with extensive footnotes.

And since this is a book about how to tell a story I find it remarkable that the writer cannot keep my interest on top though this is a subject that I am very interested in.


He also succeeds in throwing me off topic several times because he states theories and own opinions as facts, things that I do not recognize as facts. It could be everything from theories from Sigmund Freud to how to raise a child and political agendas.

It would have been better if he had used “I” instead of “we”, and therefore taking responsibility for his own opinions, instead of besmirching me with standpoints that are not mine.


Something that does not ring true in this book is that the first thing he does is praising the American success in storytelling and claiming that Europe lacks good storytellers and then uses the rest of the book to despise and sneer at the American ideas how to write a script and structure a story.

To mention some examples of this, the writer insists that a character does not need to change in the span of the script, that Syd Field’s way to structure a script is more or less ridiculous and that it is completely okay that characters’ dialog all sound the same; all three opinions strongly opposing the American gurus in storytelling.

If he had stated that he didn't like American movies, all would have been fine, but now he says they are good at storytelling. But he disapprove of some of the most fundamental rules American movies have.


The book was however not useless to me. Here and there I found a gem. The chapter about dramatic irony was especially interesting for me. Some things were interesting just because it was from another point of view than usual and that always brings out new aspects of things.


My feeling is that the writer wanted his book to contain everything useful for storytelling (and even some that isn’t, like subtitle vs dubbing).

Some areas I felt were too thin because of this, aspects that I never thought of and wanted to learn more about were way too short, while other subjects were way too lengthy.

This is a matter of taste and interest, of course, but some subjects are covered in many other books, some not. And since you can’t cover it all, maybe the book’s focus should have been more precise rather than wide spread.


Finally I find an atmosphere of pompous bitterness over the whole book. A whiny attitude where the writer tells us how wrong modern way of storytelling is and that good old Aristotle knew what he was doing.




Comments during reading you can find here.