How to Write Books About Screenwriting for Fun and Profit

Who among us hasn’t ambled through their local bookstore and found themselves in the enormous section of books dedicated to writing screenplays? It almost makes no sense that there are so many. How could there be such a large selection?

The answer, as it turns out, is quite simple and points to something that you, by right of reading this, are in a perfect position to capitalize upon...

The answer is that the market has not yet been saturated and there is still plenty more room for books about screenwriting.

So what are you waiting for? You need to know RIGHT NOW how to take full advantage of this opportunity and suck on that teat.

“But I don’t know the first thing about screenwriting” you say.
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• How to invent arbitrary structural conceits based upon a small number of cherry-picked movies that conveniently fit your theory of alleged creativity.
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• The secrets to making up catchy phrases to name structural conceits that must have worked well in one movie somewhere sometime and therefore must be actual rules.
• The very precise number of pages a screenplay absolutely has to be or else it will be peed-upon by sprawling herds of cackling script readers.
• The long list of things that “must not” happen in film scripts if you want them to be taken seriously by anyone who has ever imagined how constrictive a process could possibly be. No book on screenwriting would be complete without these. YOU MUST NOT LEAVE THIS OUT.
• The equally long list of things that absofuckinglutely must happen when you are writing a screenplay or else bad stuff will happen to you – probably not dramatically inspirational stuff either; paper-cuts, dog-farts, comically (but not comically enough) bad-hair-days and… general stuff like that.
• All the proper technical names for each of the character functions in screenplays, so you can explain to your acolytes the difference between the Heroic Anti-ally and the Active Antagonistic Co-mentor (amongst others.)
• A comprehensive list of the many variations of the crime of Directing on the Page and the minimum sentences associated with each of them.
• Whitespace.
• Additional information on how to avoid other film professionals’ jobs on the page. Thus your readers can avoid; casting on the page, editing on the page, costuming on the page, designing on the page, focus-pulling on the page, creative accounting on the page, booming on the page, prepping the call-sheet on the page, cinematogro-afeeing on the page, gaffing on the page, acting on the page (Oxford comma.) and writing on the page.
• How to fabricate impactful terminology to describe invented benchmarks in a script and how to place them at the Critical Demagogical Intersections of your book.
• The 10 aphorisms about writing screenplays that no book about writing screenplays can be without. (Free Sample: “Character is story.”)
• A thorough listing of verb tenses that you should be avoiding using in all circumstances that may be surfacing for emerging screenwriting hopefuls.
• How to provide credible sounding advice on things you've never done, like pitching. (HINT: Like a magician, you should never reveal your tricks! An accomplished screenwriter will never tell a producer the ending - they have to read the script!)
• How to present your writing credits in the best light possible. Short films, features almost considered for development, stage plays, YouTube videos, other books about screenwriting - all of these count towards boosting your credibility as an authority on screenwriting. How do I know this? I WROTE THIS BOOK!

Also learn how you can make additional income from your book by:

• Talking! That’s right! Just talking. Just get up in front of a room and talk like you know what you are talking about. Sell tickets. Take several days to talk so you have the appearance of greater command of the subject and can charge logarithmically more.
• Script consulting. Learn the secrets of getting hopeful screenwriters to send you their scripts with the understanding that you can help them. (Note: You must be able to scribble in wide margins.) A comprehensive list of buzzwords is included with this section.
• Podcasting. (NOTE: Podcasting section has been removed from latest edition. There is no way to make money podcasting.)
• Create contests with perceived value. Charge meaninglessly large entry fees!

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Siege at Oasis del Sol

I often find that it is easy to give too much away about the films I honour in this blog. I suppose I should assume that you have seen the films in question - you wouldn't read the scene knowing it would inherently involve spoilers, right?

So, why is this relevant? Because for this post I have chosen the opening scene from George Surname's post apocalyptic romp Siege at Oasis del Sol. It is equal parts Road Warrior and Stand By Me, and is one of my favourite openings to a movie ever. Everything seems so normal - clichéd even, I mean the damned film opens with a ringing alarm clock being shut off - but then.... ahhh, I love it! And that is why I'm featuring it.

Suntime Farm

Without meaning to imply that there isn't a lot of fun to be found in the other films featured on this blog, for this entry I wish to turn to what may well be the most fun film of the bunch, Suntime Farm. I know that in part my opinion is fuelled by being the age I am. When Suntime Farm came out in 1998, I was the perfect demographic to appreciate it on all levels.

The story of Clara and Jesse, two kids whose parents send them to their grandparents for the summer while the parents hammer out their divorce. Once at Gran' and Gramp's the kids discover that the neighbouring seniors' group home is specifically a residence for retired hosts of childrens' television - and not just of the Captain Kangaroo variety, in fact most of the characters next door are puppets and cartoons who have fallen from grace. And while none are exactly hosts of shows I grew up on, they are all spot-on familiar archetypes.  It is all very meta, and entirely delightful.

The scene - from Kate VanMergroet's script - is the scene where Clara and Jesse make their first (of many) bizarre discoveries about their grandparents' neighbours... though I suppose it pretty much speaks for itself.

Guernika

A long scene - not even technically one scene, but several in a larger sequence.  From the MODA nominee for Best Foreign Film for 1973, Guernika. Written by Salvador Garrastazu for the Spanish National Cinema production, directed by Floro Ibarra. Today Guernika is widely seen as the superior film from those nominated in its category, but as we all know history is not always kind to the victor and often the film that posterity will recognize is not the one honoured in its day. The winner C'est le Bordel, while provocative in its day actually served up its own demise by pushing boundaries to where the film's once sly humour is now excessively tame, coupled with its stream of consciousness structure - well, bluntly - its a mess.

Meanwhile, the timeless tragic beauty of Guernika, as it follows almost in real time the three hours in April of 1937 in which the market town became the first civilian population to be attacked by air, still stands today as one of cinema's most haunting examples of historical drama.

As many film scholars have pointed out in the past, 'historical drama' may be a poor choice of words to describe Guernika as the film is not in fact based upon the actual attack, so much as the Pablo Picasso painting that was created in response to the atrocity.

The scenes I've selected are those of the first eerie wave of the attack - the bombers aren't even seen (Indeed Ibarra only shows us the enemy gradually, echoing the townsfolk's confusion as they didn't initially comprehend the nature of the attack.) only the impact of their passing is revealed.

Declassified Information

Orville Stave made a good name for himself with his provocative looks at the culture and counter-culture of the 1960s. From the psychedelic tragedy of his biopic Groovy Soda Jerk about James Porter the lead singer of the band of the same name, to the bleak reality of his semi-biographical Principle IV about the horrors of being a conscientious objector. Stave's work was nothing if not eye-popping and darkly patriotic.
But no film better stands for his body of work like the 1991 classic Declassified Information, based on Stave's own private investigation behind the scenes of the Kennedy administration.

Declassified Information won four MODAs including a hotly controversial Best Picture and of course a Best Screenplay for Stave and his co-writer, former blacklister, Jessica Tdinen-Finornen.

Blake Snadwad's - Masada

There are films - I am sure if you are the sort of cinephile who reads a blog like this then you have a handful of them yourself - that if you are flipping channels and you catch even a glimpse of, you are trapped. You can't help yourself, you are powerless to these films. You will watch them through to the end.

Blake Snadwad's - Masada is absolutely one of those films for me. 

Forgive me an aside, Blake Snadwad was the first director I was ever aware of whose own name became a part of their film titles as part of the promotional effort. When did they quit doing that? Certainly before the 80s, or else there would have been films with names like Steven Spielberg's - The Color Purple.  Certainly Spielberg would have earned that billing.  But I digress...

Blake Snadwad's - Masada suffers a bit today from the pre-Star Wars level of effects that become important story-telling tools in the third act, but by that point, I'd hazard to say that most people would be too engrossed in the suspense to care.

With the laconic pace of 60s and early 70s sci-fi, it weaves a mind-boggling narrative.  Fair warning, I'm going to get a tad spoilery here, but its all first-act stuff, and of a 40 year-old movie. Two detectives, Winston and Pepper investigate a death at a university that appears to be a suicide. They soon uncover the possibility that a virus that operates with the same principles as the observer paradox may (or may not!) have been accidentally released. Yet so long as it is unknown, then the result is the same as if it hasn't been. (Follow me so far?) The virus itself causes its victims to do unspeakable self-harm to themselves. So when the people who know about the virus start committing suicide in awful ways, who is to tell if they are trying to keep the knowledge hidden, or if the virus has taken hold.  It is a total mind-err... thing that rhymes with 'truck'.  Of course the investigators figure out what is going on - in the first twenty minutes of the film, no less! - and then have to decide what they are going to do about it... and THAT is where it gets interesting.

Anyhow... one of the critical steps along the way of their investigation follows below the fold.

A Girl With No Name

Before the manic pixie dream girl, there was the girl who was too socially advanced to be noticed for her awesomeness. Molly Ringwold, of course made a career out of the archetype, and not far behind her was Shannon DeWinter.

Truth be told, I was Team DeWinter long before the "Team Blank" meme was a thing. Movies like Hall Pass Confidential, Acid-wash Dance Party and Gene Toxic were regular rec-room sleep-over viewing in my neighborhood.  And I'll even admit that there was a time when I could pretty much recite the entirety of We Gotta Get Out of this Place (The film named after the song, not just the song.) along with the movie - from the opening monologue ("People think that growing up in a brownstone across the street from Wrigley Field musta been the coolest thing a kid could do...." - And no, I didn't just cut and paste that from the quote page on IMDb.) through to the last lines of the Animals' song over the closing credits. And yeah, its a movie that is still seared onto my soul, but I first went to it because I had a crush on Shannon DeWinter.

I first saw A Girl With No Name under similar circumstances, and though it never spoke to me the same way as We Gotta Get Out of this Place, I did go back the next weekend and watched it again, just to see Shannon. I identified with Kevin - Marsha was smart, sexy, cool and had no idea just how fantastic she was... and that made her even more amazing.

The film has aged as poorly as any film from the 80s has, but it still has its moments - like this one...

Attaché

The first Cameron Dieppe film was always the best of the bunch, wasn't it? The premise - a man who discovers that his job was a cover for espionage that he was unaware he was committing in the course of his innocent ambassadorial travels - was only barely plausible for one roller-coaster of a movie.  Of course it couldn't work for a second film, let alone a third... or a fourth!  And yet in the inscruitable plot-logic of Hollywood, a franchise was born.

One part Bourne Identity, one part North by Northwest, the original transcends its potentially silly inciting circumstances and has us forgiving the film for those stretches of credibility, largely on the strength of some of the most thrilling suspense sequences of the early millennium. 

99% Girlfriend

If you aren't familiar with the Film-Sport podcast, you should check it out. Every week they have a top five list exploring some film related category. Top five films about imagination. Top five performances by inanimate objects. Top five directors who never stood a chance in Hollywood. You get the idea. When they announce the topic at the beginning of an episode I spend the rest of the show working out my top five on the subject in the back of my head as I listen to the reviews and other features. Usually at best my number one ranks around the bottom of their top five, and nothing else I pick is anywhere in sight - except maybe as an honourable mention. But not this past week...

This week's top five was: Top five verbal smack-downs. And I got four out of five... the exception being my number one pick. So, as a shout-out to one of my favourite podcasts, here is my number one pick.

From the classic of grunge-era college movies, 99% Girlfriend - if you know the movie, you already know the scene. I think part of what appeals to me about this scene is how easily once upon a time I could have been Blair.

Mare Crisium

Going back to MODA winners for this week's installment. Mare Crisium is one of the great stories about dreaming big. A fairly transparent adaptation of the Icarus myth, what is truly remarkable about Mare Crisium is how uplifting the end of what is essentially a distressingly tragic story can be. Full credit goes to screenwriter Robert Christopher who won his first MODA for Mare Crisium at the 1995 ceremony.  Of course his place in Hollywood is by now practically legendary and you can expect to see more of his scripts appear in this blog.

This scene opens the film and with great economy reveals the depth of Jack's ambition as well as hinting at his destructive mania. Rewatching this scene - and the fantastic performance of Edward Sweigskraft - knowing where the film is ultimately taking Jack, and vicariously us, there is never any doubt that reaching his goal, at literally any personal cost, will be a triumph for Jack.

Sideshow

When one starts a new endeavour there are things that need to be learned.  I learned one of those things this week.

I thought I was being clever, taking one of the all-time classic silent shorts and writing up a full description of the action, but as it turns out, it was a lot of work!  So, fair warning, I'm probably never going to do that again.  But I did do it, so here we go....

You have seen Sideshow, right?  It is one of the seminal works of slapstick comedy of all time.  It is one of the very first  Muybridge Legacy short films (Shot in 1913 - yes, 100 years old!) yet it still holds up.  It stars Shao and Zi Zhe, a pair of real-life Siamese twins. (Allegedly - there is some controversy alluding to fraud, but that is not my business here.) And actually manages to deconstruct the classic Hollywood fist-fight before there was a Hollywood, or a set of fist-fight tropes to deconstruct.  Seriously, this is genius before it's time.

Inside the Four Foot

This week's scene is from a rather unknown Canadian film from 1978. You are going to have to excuse me for a bit here while I indulge myself. I grew up in a curling family, my father was at one time one of the top 100 curlers in the world. In fact, he was responsible for the reform of the hog-line rule in the mid 70s. (I swear!  You can look it up!) So perhaps you can see why this particular film is special to me. I doubt that there was a curling household in Canada that didn't have a well worn copy of Inside the Four Foot on betamax.

I'm not going to kid you, this isn't a particularly great movie, but this particular scene has always affected me. I found a digital transfer of Inside the Four Foot online just last week and watched it for the first time in probably 25 years. It has not aged well. However, I was surprised to recognize a face I didn't know back then. As it turns out this was the debut film for Bailey McGettigan, later to be known as Minister Sledge in the long running Brit-com Big Wig.

Better Days

This week's scene is from one of my favourite romantic films of all time.  Yeah, Better Days is pretty bittersweet to be called "romantic," but I've always been drawn to films with a healthy dose of the ambiguous and/or the subversion of expectation.

If you haven't seen the film and haven't been told the big reveal, take your warning here - spoiler alert! - this is the scene where Vida's big secret comes out. But its one of those moments that, like Dil's secret in The Crying Game is pretty much a staple of pop-culture by now. So even if you haven't seen the film, you probably are aware of the twist.

Jessica Wainbottom, who played Vida in the film won the 1984 MODA for Best Actress, and it was scenes like this one that got her there.

Seven Sundays a Month

For the inaugural scene I thought it would be appropriate to begin with a scene that is on the lips of everyone these days as it just won bloody near everything last weekend at the 75th Annual MODA Awards.  Of course I am talking about Seven Sundays a Month, the festival darling that peaked at just the right time to clean up this past awards season.

When I say it won everything, I'm hardly kidding.  If it was nominated, it won.  Except (and I am fully cognizant of the irony here, that is partly why I chose it) for Marcy Wigglesworth in the Best Screenplay category.  But literally everything else, 17 statuettes went out to everyone from the coveted Best Feature award, right down to Hans Fritxbischler who took home his record 6th award in the Best Assistant Make-up Assistant's Janitor's Alternate Assistant.

Anyhow, unless you've been living under a rock, you know the details, so lets get on with it...

This scene, performed by the luminous Kate Percival and astounding newcomer Jake Wansome, was consistently the clip shown most often from this tear-jerker during its Cinderella-story run on awards season. I'm certain it will leave you wondering why didn't Wigglesworth win for screenplay, and make it an even dozen and a half?