Sunday, April 23, 2017
Tears escaped me
I read the script, it called for tears by a river
overflowing it's banks. It had me clutching
an old and worn and sodden teddy bear.
It is an opening scene with little context
given--all I had to do was cry, but tears
escaped me.
There was no mention of a drowning to
make it easy, or anything, even after the
scene--to places I flipped ahead there was
no explanation for that frame of mind I
was in, only a vague look of sorrow that
always stayed close.
There were little flashbacks throughout,
where the audience would see another
angle here, another angle there: a shot
below water staring up at you, another
of a random deer with ears up like it
just heard someone, but there was nothing
definite, some clues contradicting.
I spoke in protest to this scene and its
lack of meaning, but my only reply was
cold water seeping into shoe.
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