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.That turned out to be over a year later and only long enough to pack boxes for his move east_._You've heard the rest.You've heard most of this story from Weber, but as you can see, there were small details to be filled in.And what of Pinsleepe, vis a vis the gospel according to Strayhorn? Or Sasha? Even little Flea? Later.__I _will_ tell you one thing -- I didn't kill the dog_."Yes, you did!""The fuck I did!""Okay, Sean, James, that's enough.B.D., you wanted to say something?""I wanted to say this discussion is bullshit and boring."I don't know what it was about the man, but whenever he said anything, the room went silent for a few beats before the noise picked up again.Maybe it was his reputation.Or else all of us kept sizing him up.This was the strongest thing he'd said since we began work."Go on.""There's nothing else.All this about what is the 'real evil.' You sound like Jehovah's Witnesses.We've been here two days bullshitting around and getting nowhere.You want to know what evil is? Evil's a gun.Evil's a creep who puts bullets in it.Evil's a tree that's been split in half by lightning."It isn't some _thing_.It's everything, turned bad.A kid's bicycle is okay, but when you see it turned over and blood on the ground nearby then it's something else."Sean, angry at having been interrupted in her yelling bout with James, asked aggressively, "What was the worst thing _you_ ever did?"B.D.sneered."I wouldn't tell you, even if I knew you.Because something that bad, I don't want _anyone_ to know."Wyatt leaned over and said quietly in my ear, "This is going nowhere fast."I nodded and stood up."Let's break for the day."No one needed urging.The room emptied in about twenty-five seconds."What am I doing wrong, Finky Linky?""B.D.is right -- we _are_ boring ourselves with so much talk.It sounds like kids sitting around a campfire telling their best gross-out stories.'What's the worst thing _you_ ever did?' Who cares? I'm sure Blow Dry has the most hideous tale, but even if he does, we'd react to it like kids, say'That's really gross,' and wait for someone else to one-up him."Walking out of the rehearsal room, I thought for the hundredth time of what I was trying to do.Was our purpose to make a couple of frightening, black scenes which, when slipped cleverly into the greater context of _Midnight Kills_, would finish the picture satisfactorily? Or did "they" want a clearly moral statement, something saying Bloodstone and anything he stood for was sick and rotten?What Phil had succeeded in doing in three films was to make a monster into a kind of perverse antihero.Kids loved Bloodstone.They wore T-shirts of him holding a magnifying glass.Over a hundred thousand posters were sold._People_ magazine did a cover story on him.According to the article, _Midnight_ was one of the most popular films in Beirut.Soldiers on both sides would go into theaters with their guns and, when favorite parts came on, wave Page 93ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlthem and shout his name.Cullen believed we should make an anti-Bloodstone, _anti-Midnight_statement.Wyatt was convinced that if Phil _had_ touched some heart of darkness, it was by lucky mistake.Whatever he'd created to do, it had since been destroyed.As a result, our job was to finish a film that, without those special Strayhorn scenes, would just be another silly horror film destined to go nowhere a few months after it came out and thus effectively defused.There were other possibilities that only added to the confusion.One of them, which was seductive, came from a literary critic I'd recently been reading.According to him, "The genre to which a story belongs can be changed just by adding or subtracting a few lines." Before leaving for New York, I'd told Wyatt to try taking _Midnight Kills_ in a humorous direction, just to see what he'd do with it.What he came up with was funny and surreal, but inappropriate and too much like his old television show.Yet the idea of changing the whole direction by "adding or subtracting a few lines" stayed with me and kept coming up in my thoughts.I still believed that by sitting around and throwing out ideas with the people who'd be involved in the scenes, we'd find something important [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]