Friday, April 10, 2009


Spent most of the week with the Fatboy proofs.

The thing about being a writer/director is that you know you're going to be directing the thing so you don't need a lot of stage directions or extensive character descriptions in the script.

And then when you eventually stage the thing you come up with all sorts of gags and bits and blocking that don't get written down but become essential to how the thing is played, especially if you've got a comedy. If you know from experience that without a gag during a speech there's no laugh and the moment dies, you should write in the gag, right?

Anyway, that's the road I chose.

I used to laugh at all of the stage directions in the Samuel French scripts:

(She crosses three feet DS, stopping at the end table and furtively fingers the snapdragons in the vermillion vase, a wistful and winsome expression on her face.)

But now I'm spelling it out point by point.

What the hell. No one ever reads the stage directions anyway.

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