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It Could Be A Hoax, But If So It’s One Involving A Lot Of Work, Akin To The (Signed) Hitler (Grail) Diaries

Shamelessly swiped from John August’s blog, a link to a document which purports to be a 125-page transcript of the discussions between George Lucas, Steven Spielberg and Lawrence Kasdan which led to the creation of Indiana Jones, and the writing of Raiders of the Lost Ark.

It could be fake, but if it is, someone’s gone to a fair amount of trouble – see what you think by having a look at it here.

Oh, and I’d also recommend the analysis by blogger MysteryMan here (he also provides an alternative link to the document, though that may involve pop-ups, which I know some of you are less keen on).

Unintelligent Design? This Is Just a Gut Reaction, Admittedly, But…

… is this really a good idea?

It has the feel of a wrong turn to me, in all honesty. I would have thought a one-line display (even built into the headphone cord, as the new controls are) would have been more advisable.

We’ll see if people go for it, I guess, but it’s certainly not a feature I’d want. Perhaps because, to my not-well mind, it all appears rather reminiscent of MC Hawking.

Then again, maybe it’s just an April Fool’s Day gag that was accidentally released three weeks early…

About The First Part Of The Red Riding Trilogy on Channel 4…

… I have to ask: am I the only one who thought that certain shots were very similar to Lost Highway?

The shots of the road at night were much the same as the opening of the Lynch film, but even more of a match was the final shot of Dunford in the car, shaking his head, which struck me as … well, pretty much the same as the final shot of Lost Highway.

I’m not knocking it, as I enjoyed 1974 a lot (even if it felt rather overlong, I loved the slightly odd and barren nature of it), but I haven’t come across any other mention of this (and I like to think my web-fu is quite good).

And All Of A Sudden, I Post Something About Writing, Causing Many A Startled Double-Take

As I haven’t written anything about writing for a while, that’s what I’m doing, right here right now.

I like to think I’ve been fairly productive recently – I’ve submitted pieces to the following:

– The Quickreads Work Tales competition : not heard yet about this one, but I think an announcement is due around the end of March

– The Tate Modern TH.2058 competition : Didn’t get into the final six, but it was fun to write (you can see my short story here).

– Along with something like 700 other people, I sent some sketches in for the forthcoming BBC 7 on 7 radio show. I didn’t make in into the group who were invited to a workshop on Monday (9 March), but the notification I received said that they’d be getting back to me about submitting more stuff when they’re gearing up for the actual series; I gather that they also said less hope-inspiring e-mails, so this was quite positive.

– And over the weekend, I sent in some vox pops to the BBC Talking And Not Talking radio show. I was quite pleased with some of the lines I sent, so I’m fingers-crossed about this one (not heard anything yet, but it’s only been about 48h since the deadline, after all).

I’ve also managed to rework the structure for my novel The Body Orchard, which I’m happier with now – it should make it more clear to the reader why there’s pre-existing bad blood between the detective and the villain of the piece.

And in my head, I’m working on a really-rather-low-budget UK-based horror film screenplay; I know how it starts, and how it ends, and a lot of the stuff in between, but I’m just working on some of the character stuff, and trying to decide whether I could merge it with another idea which I’ve had knocking around in my head for a while, though that might mean changing the tone a bit.

Oh, and I’ve having to entirely revamp my far-too-long-on-the-hard-drive radio play to send to the BBC Writersroom, as I’ve recently discovered that one of the main characters not only has the same name as someone who actually exists, but that real person is also a noted expert on a subject which is one of the themes of the play; anyway, I don’t think it’ll hurt for me to do another pass through the script generally.

Finally, I’m feeling the urge to send some material in to 2000AD again; I appear to have a semi-tradition of getting stuff published in the Galaxy’s Greatest Comic about once a decade (though I’m not fooling myself that the [in]frequency is due to my delicate creative sensitivities requiring some kind of planetary alignment), and I’ve had a couple of ideas recently which might well be Tooth-appropriate, as it were.

I’m sure I’ve forgotten something – or some things – but I just, y’know, wanted to make it clear that this blog isn’t the sole extent of my recent writing… oh, hang on, I forgot to mention my modernisation of Cyrano de Bergerac and my far-too-late-to-be-a-spec-script-but-I-wanna-write-it-anyway Frasier episode, didn’t I ? Ah well, I’ll just have to bring those up some other time.

Overall, it’s not so scarily productive as to make you all wonder just when I sleep, I know, but on the other hand, I’m feeling suitably fired up both about the ideas and the actual act of putting words on the screen (or page), and so I can feel things gearing up in a way that I find pretty satisfying (not quite as satisfying as typing ‘FADE TO BLACK’ or ‘THE END’, granted, but let’s face it, very few things are as good as that).

“To Him The Porter Openeth; And The Sheep Hear His Voice: And He Calleth His Own Sheep By Name, And Leadeth Them Out”*

Paul Haggis.
Osama Bin Laden.
Edie Brickell.
Chuck Norris.
Timbaland.
Sharon Stone.
Rick Rubin.

What do all the above-named people have in common?

That’s right, they were all born on this day, 10 March. And whaddaya know, 38 years ago, so was I.

I don’t work on my birthday (and have managed to stick to that rule for over a decade now, and not just so I don’t have to supply my workmates with cakes), and so, apart from posting this at the exact time of my birth**, I don’t expect to be posting anything else today… let’s both enjoy the absence of updates, eh?

*John 10:3, but I’m sure you recognised the source.

**Sorry Mum.

Two Lessons For Monday Morning: Should Take About 20 Minutes In Total

Firstly, here’s a little animated video which explains the Credit Crunch in terms that all of us can understand (it’s just over 11 minutes):


The Crisis of Credit Visualized from Jonathan Jarvis on Vimeo.

And secondly and more culturally, one of Alan Moore’s most acclaimed Swamp Thing stories, The Anatomy Lesson, is available as a free and entirely legit download from DC Comics if you click here. That should take you about ten minutes to read, and hopefully sheds some light on why he’s so respected as a writer (not to diminish the art by Steve Bissette and John Totleben, of course; they’re both perfectly suited to the material, with the layout and linework is, even twenty-odd years on, very impressive. Though for some reason, the colouring in this freebie version is rather heavy on the yellow, when Tatjana Wood’s original colours are more green-centric, for obvious reasons).

It’s just after 9am on Monday, but I’ve already given you pressies, you lucky folks. Let’s hope the rest of the week is this shiny and smiley, eh?

A Quick Message To My Brother

If you’re reading this in the usual location, don’t forget to wash your hands afterwards, eh ?

The perils of the Blackberry, ladies and gents.

Oh, how I wish I were kidding about this…

Frostrup Wins!

Rock beats scissors.

I Thought I Saw Some Rhubarb To Go With It, But It Was Just Celery With High Blood Pressure

You can see the details of the story here or here, but I love the way it led to one of the most ridiculous Evening Standard headline boards ever.

And let’s face it, that takes some doing.

Should We Really Venerate The Young?

Opening in UK cinemas today, the film Young Victoria, about the life of Queen Victoria.

Interestingly, one of the producers of this film is Sarah Ferguson, along with Martin Scorcese, and the film’s written by Julian Fellowes, who wrote Gosford Park. And as you can see if you click the picture here, there’s quite an impressive cast too.

But I know what you’re thinking: you’re wondering if the fact that the film has the word Young in the title bodes well or ill, in a manner akin to the numbering of Star Trek films. Well, m’loves, you’re in luck – to assist in knowing whether Young Victoria‘s title formulation makes it likely to be what we film buffs call ‘good’ or ‘bad’, I present a selection of other films beginning with this word…

…hmm, looks like about a 33.3% chance of succeeding, on the basis of my very scientific approach.

I left out Young Guns II, because I felt that would have skewed the numbers. Somehow, I think you’ll find it in your heart to forgive me.

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