Sean Molloy recently posted about who he bases his characters on – on other people, on himself, on other characters, and a combination of all three. As always his post is a much more polite and tactful explanation than mine: If I had a dollar for every friend I snuck into a script, I’d be [...]
I have a propensity to have my scripts’ role calls be a bountiful colours of Benetton kind of experience. I believe it’s in reaction to exclusive vanilla television indoctrination for the first couple of decades of my life. The universe may have recognised my small contribution: John August has posted about the Bechdel Test. [...]
When making small talk at gatherings, once all the parties’ occupations have had their two questions, an inevitable question thrown in my direction is What’s it like to work with actors? My usual answer is that they’re a necessary evil – a cross to be borne in order for us writers to tell our stories. [...]
In the beginning, I didn’t care much for my character’s names. They just were, know-what-I-mean? Didn’t serial killers just happen to be called Gacy and Bundy? Didn’t Stallone and Schwarzenegger become action film brands? So what if my sister and I were named after our neighbours? (And why do people find this amusing?) Names are [...]
