Two weeks ago, I complained to my friend Tom Clyde that his play “Eternity Is in Love with the Productions of Time” was inapproachable because of the lack of conventional story arcs.
Now, here is David Edelstein on the new movie Adaptation:
While Charlie righteously blathers to a sexily elegant film executive (Tilda Swinton) that he has no intention of turning Orlean’s book about flowers and Florida swamps into a movie with conventional conflicts and characters who have “arcs” and “grow and change,” Donald is busy getting laid (courtesy Maggie Gyllenhaal), flirting with Catherine Keener (on the set of Kaufman’s Being John Malkovich [1999], shooting concurrently), and penning a wildly commercial thriller about a deconstructionist serial-killer.
Here is an entertaining NYT piece about the mild-mannered New Yorker writer who found that the movie adaptation of her book suddenly featured her as a character: “stoned on orchid dust, rutting in a greenhouse with a toothless nut, chasing down a screenwriter with a loaded shotgun”. We all hope for this kind of quote in the NYT: “I’m not a gun-toting floozy,” Ms. Orlean said.
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