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2006 was a year of reading and writing for me. As I banged out my first screenplay, I plowed through nearly twenty books on the subject, along with numerous essays and screenplays. I’ve always found that studying a subject this way is a better use of hours than going to any class and listening to any teacher. I suppose the classroom is a good starting point for some people, but I’ve never really been a big fan of school outside of what it can offer in the way of credentials, and perhaps the social advantages. As Einstein said, “I never let school interfere with my education.”

A crash course it was. For permanent record, I figured I’d blog a list of the best ten I remember reading in 2006, and what I can remember from each read.

I started by reading a couple forgettable textbooks that you’d read in a formative writing class, and they’re relatively weak in hindsight. I’ve found it best to start off by hitting the five star tomes and going with it. Book up on some theory, and then find your style. It’s an awesome experience.

To start, I found the following mandatory reading. Probably in this order.

1. The Writer’s Journey: Mythic Structure for Writers, by Christopher Vogler

Awesome primer for the craft of storytelling. Learn the tried and true formulas that have been around as long as myth itself. Based on classic Campbell teachings.

2. Screenplay: Writing the Picture, by Russin and Downs

Good stuff.

3. Story, by McKee

Probably overrated, but a mandatory read if for no other reason than giving yourself the chance to judge for yourself. You’ll also enjoy it if you’re a fan of the film “Adaptation”.

4. Wordplayer.com

Go through the essays.

5. The Screenwriter’s Bible, by Trottier

Get your chops down. Format’s a huge part of the medium. It’s like learning your HTML.

6. The Screenwriter’s Problem Solver, by Syd Field

Good to go through upon finishing your first draft. Pay close attention to his discussion of “pinches” on pages 45 and 75, and then go read:

7. The Shawshank Redemption

A clinic, this one. Wow.

At this point, you’re probably somewhere with your own stuff, and beginning to discover your characters and all the possibilities available to you with devices of themes and metaphor. MUST READ:

8. Between the Lines, by Jessica Page Morrell

Another good read:

9. Psychology for Screenwriters, by William Indick

Other uneventful reads (for me, anyway) included the other Syd Field titles, and a lame thing called “Making a Good Script Great”, by Seger. There are so many typos in there the pure hypocrisy of the title just pissed me off. Don’t bother.

Industrial books on the business include “Breakfast with Sharks” and a waste of paper called “Cool Million”. The former’s good. There was also another thing called “The Savvy Screenwriter” that I can’t remember anything about.

And I forgot about this one. Last, but not least, MUST READ:

10. The 101 Habits for Highly Successful Screenwriters, by Karl Iglesias

Do this one once you’re locked into the meat of your project. Nice life inspiration stuff in it.

Other speed reads included “Aristotle’s Poetics for Screenwriters”, which applies some of the pre-cinematic Aristotelian theories to more contemporary applications. Not bad. Also browsed through the classic “The Art of Dramatic Writing”, but found it somewhat dated and a chore to get anything from. I’m currently in the middle of “Stealing Fire from the Gods” and “The 3 A.M. Epiphany“, which are both good so far.

When you’re done with your first/second/third draft, go back to #1 and review Vogler’s model. Make sure it fits. If you’ve worked hard, you could be pleasantly startled to realize that you really have something worth being proud of. Sit back and smile. :)

To supplement all this cramming, I read several screenplays. Below are the most notable:

— The Game
— Fight Club
— The Sixth Sense
— Thelma and Louise
— Pulp Fiction
— The Usual Suspects
— Raiders of the Lost Ark
— Platoon
— Rear Window
— Back to the Future
— Boyz n the Hood
— Sea of Love
— Jacob’s Ladder
— The Matrix

“Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end. Then stop.”
— Lewis Carroll

OK, time to open the book a bit.

As we reach the final day of the year, I can’t help but reflect on the past 365 days. 2006 has been arguably the most creative year of my life, and by far the darkest. I don’t think it’s a coincidence.

To sum up with a couple highlights,

THE GOOD:

  • I wrote my first screenplay, a Mystery/Thriller/Drama.

THE BAD:

  • After a 13+(?!) year marriage, I’ve found myself in a separation.

THE UNCLEAR:

  • I wrote my first screenplay, a Mystery/Thriller/Drama.
  • After a 13+(?!) year marriage, I’ve found myself in a separation.

I’m so over 2006 it’s not even funny. Whatever the hell happens after
today, I aim to make 2007 something worth toasting to in another 365 days, making the unclear great. Come with me, won’t you?

To change. Cheers, and Happy New Year.

In descending order:

10.

The Color In My Life painting

“The Color In My Life” (view larger image)
48″ x 12″
Acrylic on canvas
Gift
2006

smiley happy kettles

A way cool photo taken at the perfect angle. The smiley faces are reflections of the objects on the stovetop.

A perfect example of an anamorphosis.

No fear have ye of evil curses, says you? Ah, properly warned ye be, says I…

Thar be no nephew like Keean, seen here on Christmas geeking out on his new Sparrow get-up. Just like his uncle.

Dead men tell no tales…

keean jack sparrow pirates of the caribbean costume

keean jack sparrow pirates of the caribbean costume

keean jack sparrow pirates of the caribbean costume

keean jack sparrow pirates of the caribbean costume

sierra nevada bottle cap

Must’ve dropped it the other night. Yes, I picked it up.

The challenge is to tell your life story in six words. Check out the contest.

My first whack, off the top of my head:

To make a long story short…

What’s yours?

*Update: We got a book deal!

MTV Trashed game show

In 1994 I went on a short-lived MTV game show called Trashed. It was hosted by Chris Hardwick, and featured a staff of extras which included Brian Posehn. The show was shot in Hollywood in late February, then aired in April just a few days after Kurt Cobain’s death.

I’ve finally taken the time to dig the VHS tape out and YouTube it, editing out all the commercials with the exception of the MTV-specific bits. With YouTube being the household term of 2006, it seemed the perfect time to scratch this one off the ToDo list.

You may recall a similar game show on MTV called Remote Control, featuring Ken Ober, Colin Quinn, Kari Wuhrer, and a young Adam Sandler (as cult classic character, “The Stud Boy”). Trashed was the successor to MTV’s Remote Control, lasting just one season.

The basic structure of Trashed consisted of two teams of two competing against each other in a contest of pop culture trivia. What made the idea so enticing (to me, anyway) was that the Grand Prize Round was constructed much like my favorite game show of all time, the $25,000 Pyramid. The two partners would sit facing each other, with three video screens behind each of their heads. There would be a music video (without sound) on each of the six screens. In a limited amount of time, each player would need to get his partner to identify the band on each screen.

The Grand Prize Round rules:

— You can’t name any part of the band name.

— You can’t name any of the band members or album titles.

— You can’t sing, hum, whistle, or name the song.

— You can’t recite lyrics.

Other than that, it’s all fair game.

We went up to the MTV offices at Universal Studios in Hollywood a few times over the course of that winter, participating in orientations, run-throughs, practice sessions, the whole thing. It was all very nineties. The Real World reality series was in full swing on its second (Los Angeles) season, and the folks in the office were in the process of casting Season 3, San Francisco. (Remember Puck and Pedro?) We were all hanging out at MTV one night and being thoroughly entertained by digging through boxes and boxes of submitted applications from all over the world, which each included a letter and a photograph. You would not believe some of the stuff that was coming in. We were rolling.

Prior to the shoot, we were all required to submit three prized possessions to put on the line in case we lost. I had them come by my apartment and pick up an old couch, and also gave them a non-functioning ghetto blaster and a pair of embarrassingly ’80s surplus Zodiac boots. (Whatever happened to Zodiac, anyway? Or Fossil watches?) The couch ended up being too big for the truck so I gave them a broken VCR.

Back to the game. Dave and I had no doubt that we’d find ourselves in the Grand Prize Round, so we mapped out our agenda. Largely influenced by some of the better players on Pyramid who made effective use of synonyms and metaphors, I suggested we create a list of all the possible bands they could throw at us, and then come up with nicknames for each. If we spent a little energy memorizing our list, we should be ready to rock. Right?

Some examples:

— Destroying Jack-o-lanterns (Smashing Pumpkins)

— Rock Altar Aviators (Stone Temple Pilots)

— Caucasion Dead Guy (White Zombie)

And so forth. We had one for every band we could think of.

As we prepared, one thing became painfully obvious. During that time, as we got into the thick of the nineties, there was a certain explosion of what can only be described as “black female hip hop vocal groups”, which became terribly confusing. En Vogue. SWV (Sistas With Voices). TLC. CC Peniston. And so on. We ran into a very real challenge of figuring out how to describe any video from any of these artists, since, well, they all looked very similar. In a couple practice sessions up at Universal, they threw me a couple such videos and I fell on my face. Dave and I both realized that this was a weakness we needed to address, since they’d likely exploit it should we get to the Grand Prize Round.

So we created a wild card of sorts. I think we jotted down a list of about a dozen groups that fell into this genre, alphebetized the list, and attempted to commit it to memory. I was the Achilles heel of the process. But theoretically, once we did our homework, the challenge of describing and identifying these videos would be a non-issue. We’d just communicate to our partner that we’d hit a wall, and the other guy’d bail him out by rattling off this wild card list from memory. Cake.

We practiced this list continuously all the way through the green room and on to the main stage. I could tell you what happened next, but it’d ruin the surprise.

As I reviewed this footage, there were a few questions that came to mind. Particularly:

What ever happened to the hostess, our girl Andrea Wagner?

trashed chris hardwick jace dave

YouTube took the original clips down for whatever reason. I’ve thus re-uploaded the clip in its entirety, updating the link in this original post. However, being that it’s on YouTube, the link is subject to change at any time. Should the YouTube link not work, you can pull the show down here:

On a Mac? Here’s the MP4 version (large file).

On Windows? Here’s the WMV version (68mb).

You know it when seen.
Connections unsaid are real.
Just me? Please advise.