The Cage

In transit, you feel alive

The material blurs

Acceleration defines

The extent of your body

Animal soul thrives

On movement

Stillness quiets the mind

Matter is a dream

Movement and stillness are one mind

Arrested motion signals alarm

The trappings of thought encircle you

All animals detest a cage.

A Pause

profound
how shallow things can be
and i retreat
into a sunless sea;
but tryst evaporates to mist –
boiling, burning sublimates to a toiling, turning
point, a pole star axis
an eternal diurnal
a principal principle
around which solid praxis thaws
and skies arc sweetly
breath exhales momentarily
a pause.

The Story of the Story – the Pens Behind Some of Hollywood’s Famous Films

I’ve been reflecting recently on how writers and the art of screenwriting are one of the least understood and celebrated parts of the cinematic jigsaw puzzle. And yet a good story and well written characters are so essential to a good film.

To shine some light on the writing process behind great films, I’m going to go through 10 of my favourite films and examine their writers and screenplay histories. First up:

10. Holiday starring Katherine Hepburn and Cary Grant. (1938)

Holiday is set in roaring twenties New York and tells the story of Johnny Case (Cary Grant), a young man who is torn between his free-thinking lifestyle and the tradition of his wealthy fiancée’s family. He declares his intention to quit his job and travel to Europe, which goes down like a lead balloon with his fiancee Julia (Doris Nolan) and her capitalist father, but strikes a chord with the ‘black sheep of the family’, Julia’s sister Linda (Katherine Hepburn).

I love this film because of its celebration of irreverence and non-conformity, and also because it seems to really capture the zeitgeist of the late twenties before the Great Depression hit.

As with many of the golden age Hollywood films, it was originally a stage play, first performed on Broadway in 1928 and written by Phillip Barry, who also wrote ‘The Philadelphia Story’. The 1938 film version was a remake – there had already been a 1930 film starring Ann Harding, Mary Astor and Edward Everett Horton.

Interestingly, one of the writers of the screen adaptation, Donald Ogden Stewart, was a member of the Communist Party. In 1938, in the context of the Great Depression and the approaching shadow of the Second World War, a film about rich bankers and the theme of acquiring money vs. having a good life had a political resonance and controversial edge that the stage play did not in 1928. It was deemed subversive and its writers and producers investigated by the FBI, along with It’s a Wonderful Life.

The film’s other screenwriter, Sidney Buchman, was nominated for an Academy Award for his work on Mr Smith Goes to Washington, and later won the Oscar for Best Adapted Screenplay for Here Comes Mr. Jordan (1941). He refused provide the names of American Communist Party members to the House Un-American Activities Committee, which led to a charge of contempt of Congress. Buchman was fined, given a year’s suspended sentence, and was then blacklisted by the Hollywood movie studio bosses.

The roots of the films subversive message, though, were deeper. Before Stewart or Buchman were involved, Phillip Barry had already been recognised for his anti-establishment tone. 

In the words of theatre critic Brooks Atkinson, “If [his plays] did not make Barry exactly a revolutionary, they made him a dissenter from the materialistic mythology of America.”

The film’s message continues to resonate in the post-neoliberal age, where wealth apparently abounds but so many feel that their quality of life has deteriorated.

Sources: 

Wikipedia

IMdB

Holiday (1938) or How Live to Work and Money Cannot Buy Happiness, Debora Espinosa Anton

Holiday (1938): Cukor’s Oscar-Nominated Masterpiece, Starring Katharine Hepburn and Cary Grant

Slow notes

Slowly

The notes arrive in my brain

Painfully

Creaking, squeaking their way

And they sound

like noise

until time

resolves a plan

a pattern

an abstraction of light

music.

Open Up

Don’t pretend it doesn’t hurt you
Open up that heart and bleed
Don’t pretend it doesn’t faze you
Let it out, get what you need
Don’t pretend your soul is frozen
Say aloud what angers you
Pool it in the happy valley
Let it water oak and yew.

Tilting

There’s a weight you can’t quite see
Tilting your reality
Words are power, words are free
Never estimate the fee
Tie it softly, grow your tree
Navigate the lonely sea
Parse these sweet discomforts; be
A light for other friends to see.

Shoes

Who would you choose
To fill your shoes?
If you can’t find a candidate
Perhaps you have a mandate
To be Yourself, because
No one else can do
The particular task that’s appointed to You.

Prove your Humanity

I’m not a Robot

Prove your humanity

I doubt there is a criterion

For so accurately balancing this heart.

Is not the feather against which

It weighs so heavily

Prone to dropping

in the vacuum

matching the speed

of the cannonball?

Lead shot mechanisms

Are not proof

of anything.