The problem with being an actor turned writer—besides everything, is the
fact that one involves irrational amounts of self-discipline and labor and the
other, as Kate Hepburn said, any 6 year old can do (She was referring to
Shirley Temple, an arguable choice, but let’s throw Quvenzhane Wallis in the
ring and…“I’m not going to debate ya, Jerry.”).
I thought it would be the same kind of creative muscle, conjuring up
peeps out of nothing. Okay let me stop
me right there: It’s not ‘out of nothing.’
So friggin’ ‘actor-y’ to say that.
I heard an interview with Russell Crowe talking about
how he “came up with his character” for A BEAUTIFUL MIND. He talked a lot about the guy’s fingernails-- his gateway in. He never said:
“I found this character by memorizing the genius lines Akiva Goldsman
wrote down for me.”…which Goldsman was able to do after Sylvia Nasar wrote her
Pulitzer Prize nominated book…about Nobel Laureate John Nash…who lived, what I
imagine was a pretty painful life… But the point is characters aren’t just
conjured out of nothing.
And anyway, the truth is it’s all autobiography. It’s all you. And those around you too, of course—the
“characters” in your life. But an actor
at least can hide behind “Well, I
didn’t write it, don’t blame me.” An
especially useful stick to throw when something’s not working. A writer must find a plausible answer to the
question How in the world did you come up with that character? besides: It’s YOU, numbnuts!
But what really sucks about sliding down the food-chain from Actor (Cap
‘A’) to writer (the caps thing is really difficult to know how to apply, btw,
and Spell-check won’t correct for it), is that change of perspective forces you
see you’re really not as clever as you thought. Point in fact: “Not going to debate ya,
Jerry.” Who said that? The wrong answer is Steve Buscemi. Or “You never go full retard.” Robert Downey Jr? NO-NO-NO! Well, yes, technically, he said it, the most insane
“black” patois ever. Still, unless he improv’d that on the set—maybe
he did, okay maybe—then one of the best lines of all time came up from
somewhere in the twisted bowels of Justin Theroux, Ethan Cohen or very possibly
Ben Stiller’s funny.
It’s also possible, starting as an actress (and can I just interject: when
did us girls become ‘Actors’? The gender neutral must’ve happened same
time as the Caps) but it’s possible that not-so-very-deep down I’m not a real
writer. Real Writers are probably all
good with being the wind beneath someone else’s shinier more visually appealing
wings. I get it. Who needs to see some pasty curmudgeon with
greasy hair—cause they’ve procrastinated past a deadline and now don’t have
time for personal hygiene—say “Put your lips together and blow.” ew, right?
“You had me at hello”? ug.
But it still strikes me as oh I don’t know a tad criminal. Look up ‘Best All Time Movie Lines’ in Wikipedia. You’ll get the line, you’ll get the
character’s name, you’ll get the movie, you’ll get the director (don’t get me
started on ‘auteur’) and yes, you will get the Actor who said it. What you absolutely won’t get is the poor schlub who thought it up, then went
through the hassle to write it down! Just sayin’.
* “Go ahead, make my day.” Clint, or Joseph Stinson?
* “What a dump!” Bette or Lenore J. Coffee? (Trick question. Liz Taylor made the line famous in ‘Who’s
Afraid of Virginia Woolf.’ I mean,
Edward Albee did.)
* “Free to those who can afford it, very expensive to those who can’t.” “I will never play the Dane.” “None
for you!” “We want the finest wines available to humanity. We want them here, and we want them now.” “As
a youth I used to weep in butcher shops.” “We’ve gone on holiday by mistake!” If you don’t recognize those quotes, must/will
see ‘WITHNAIL & I’ today! The most brilliantly quote-rich film
ever!... Oh yeah, by Bruce Robinson.
Point is, if I’d written those lines, and the world went around parroting
them for all time…I’m no Sugarman, sorry, I’d want a smidge of credit. Maybe that’s the actor in me talking. Sorry, I mean ‘Actor’….Actress?...writer...My
sister…My daughter…My sister! (slap) My
daughter! (slap) My sister AND my
daughter! Ah, wasn’t Faye Dunaway genius?
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