So I’m working on the Demonslayer’s Handbook, trying to write a barfight scene, and it is just not working.
How come it makes perfect sense for barfights to erupt in movies and on television, but I can’t envision one happening at Psycho Suzi’s here in “friendly” Minneapolis, Minnesota?
The (stereo)typical barfight is like dropping a match into a can of gasoline; one punch, and everyone is swinging. In Minnesota, two people could shoot it out in a bar, with fists/rifles/grenades and everyone would either:
break out their cell-phone-cameras to take pictures.
Hmm. Might have to ditch the cause-and-effect logic and reach for the smoke-and-mirrors…
Watched “The Ring 2” last night. It was surprisingly good. For a movie which has the lamest plot concept in the history of plot concepts, (watch a videotape and die 7 days later) it’s still pretty good. Not as creepy or artistic as the first, but kudos to the writer that the poor-decision-making-teens are notibly removed from the movie after the first five minutes. Refreshing, although the director did watch “The Sixth Sense” too many times. I am not a fan of shocking your audience just to shock them (IE: The Grudge, a terrible movie by the way) but the “spooky kid” thing totally creeps me out…