Mar 28, 2010

Posted by Serenity in Hollywood | 5 Comments

How Do You Like Your Stories?

Do you know what I’m doing at this very moment as I (also) write this post? I’m sitting in front of our new, big television, and I’m watching a CHICK FLICK on it. This has happened exactly zero times since we bought it. It usually has sports on it or yet another episode of Dirty Jobs. I bask in its glow, but I’ve never yet fully taken it over like this. You can’t imagine all the stars that have to align in order to make this happen – me in charge of the living room entertainment center. For a whole movie.

On Saturday I saw a movie I had kind of low expectations for. Well, that’s not true. I had a very specific expectation: Jake would love it. After all, it had dragons. And then the weirdest thing happened. I loved it too. I could tell right away that I would, from the moment the narrator described his village with the self-deprecating admission that the pesky, sheep-stealing, house-burning, man-eating dragons were sort of a bother. And from that point I just settled in with my dorky 3D glasses and reveled in the art of movie-making.

I really kind of think movies are the best way to tell a story. Shhhhhh! Do not tell anyone in the book industry that I said that. But I admit it, I really like the way movie makers put color and costumes and entire worlds together for me that, frankly, far exceed my own imagination, especially if it’s a world I don’t know much about – like…Milwaukee.

So why am I writing books instead of screenplays? Because despite how much I love the imagination-comes-to-life that happens with stage and lighting and CGI, in the end I still want my dragon movie to develop a relationship between the big, bad Viking father and his dragon-befriending son. And although I loved Avatar’s amazing imagery, none of that actually helped me buy the love story, which seemed about as developed as the twitterpated scene in Bambi. In essence, though I love the special effects, I embrace a movie because of its story. And while telling a story through a movie takes hundreds of people and even more stars to align, writing a book – at first – really only requires me and the page.

Still, admit it: There’s at least one movie you liked better than its book, or a movie that never was a book at all and yet it’s one of your favorite stories. Right? It’s true for me. A story well-told on the page is one thing – it offers paragraphs and paragraphs of world-building and language to accompany the emotional journey. But a story well-told on screen? It’s a beautiful, beautiful thing.

  1. Yep. I’m with you. And, to tell the truth, 3D delights me almost as much as it does the grandchildren.

  2. I love movies! I can freely admit this with no qualms about it. Opening scenes, set to inspiring music, fabulous dialogue, draws me in every time. Now I would like to go home and watch a chick flick! =)

  3. When I think of beautiful worlds and simple stories, I think Pixar. I have the biggest movie crush on Pixar, and I’m glad that they have yet to disappoint me.

    But you’re right, stories told in books and stories told in movies have a different effect. At least, on me they do. I find that movies make me identify with places and situations, while books make me identify with people.

    To sum up: This post makes me feel like watching a movie.

  4. Hear, hear! Another big fan of film right here. I even love well written television.

    I must say, I’ve never understood why bookish types look down on other media. And it’s refreshing you don’t.

    Also, Under the Tuscan Sun? TOTALLY better as a movie.

  5. Serenity says:

    And all you commenters who love film as much as me, are ALSO bookish types. We’re such well-rounded people.

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