Annie Wilkes This Is All Wrong Youll Have to Do It Again
Craig here with the Monday Monologue.
She tin touch this: Annie says it'due south hammer time.
Annie Wilkes, you crazay beyatch. What you tin can practice with a sledgehammer and a pair of anxiety is... is interesting, yes. It'south inspired, certain - and so well researched; it's cracking that you spent all that time in secluded domesticity whiling away the hours non just re-reading sometime Misery Chastain adventures, but swotting up on creative hobbling techniques. Well done y'all. (Although what y'all do with a match, some lighter fluid and an old portable garden barbeque is only plain mean.) But what you tin can do with a potty-mouthful of bombastic dialogue can strike a person harder than any sledgehammer blow to the ankles. 'Sticks and stones' and all that, yes, but your words hurt, too.
And so, Annie one thousand'dear, you lot wander in to halt Paul Sheldon - mid-menstruum with your side by side Misery Chastain instalment - earlier he continues to write what you see, what you know, is unworthy of him ("this is all incorrect, you'll have to first again") - and not earlier allowing yourself a sly touch of sense of humor ("... apart from naming the gravedigger later me - you tin leave that in") - to oh-so-forcibly explicate the pitfalls of deceptive plotting:
Annie Wilkes: When I was growing up in Bakersfield, my favourite thing in the whole world was to go to the movies on Sat afternoons for the Chapter Plays.
Paul Sheldon: [nodding] Cliffhangers.
Annie Wilkes: [shouting] I know that, Mr. Human! They too called them serials. I'm non stupid ya know... Anyway, my favourite was Rocketman, and once it was a no breaks chapter. The bad guy stuck him in a auto on a mountain road and knocked him out and welded the door shut and tore out the brakes and started him to his death, and he woke up and tried to steer and tried to go out just the car went off a cliff before he could escape! And it crashed and burned and I was so upset and excited, and the next calendar week, you amend believe I was first in line. And they e'er get-go with the cease of the final week. And there was Rocketman, trying to go out, and hither comes the cliff, and just before the machine went off the cliff, he jumped free! And all the kids cheered! Just I didn't cheer. I stood correct up and started shouting. This isn't what happened terminal week! Accept you all got amnesia? They just cheated us! This isn't fair! HE DIDN'T Go OUT OF THE Cock-A-DOODIE CAR!
Paul Sheldon: [long break] They ever cheated like that in cl... chapter plays.
Yeah, get it correct Caan - Mr. Human being! Chapter plays. Chap-ter. Plays. Well, or serials. I approximate information technology doesn't matter though - she told yous. She told usa, also. Of course these are William Goldman's words, past way of Stephen King, simply Kathy Bates made Nurse Wilkes flesh and bone. Without the fusspot mannerisms and manic vocal inflections she honed to a tee in the role, Annie wouldn't have been half every bit enduringly fearsome (retrieve nearly what the original actors suggested for the roles - Bette Midler and Gene Hackman - would've been similar.) Ol' over-animated Annie does accept a point though. Notsamuch with the kidnapping and breaking of bones and all-round generally murderous, demented behaviour, no, simply with the being cheated in works of fiction thing.
Annie, via Goldman (the become-to guy for King adaptations), knows her stuff. It'southward right at that place in the way she - shaking her caput and certain how correct she is well-nigh it all - comes out with: "but I didn't cheer". Information technology's in the knowing that implausible escapes won't wash with a savvy audition. And Annie was savvy enough - still discernible through her cloudy, haphazard ranting during the scene - to call the fictional writer of Rocketman (and the fictional King replacement of Sheldon - nay, all fiction writers) on this lilliputian dishonest nugget of plotting. Sheldon shouldn't be immune to get away with such shoddy penmanship. Only 'crusade you lot're tied to a bed, tortured and forced to write an entire novel from scratch confronting your will is no excuse for sloppy plotting.
Nurse Wilkes, yous're taking the p**due south, surely?
But it's perhaps ironic, and a bit of a shame, that the motion-picture show'southward dénouement falls foul of its ain instructions and has Annie do a 'come up back from the dead' routine (after the nifty metal-pig-to-the-face scrap). Merely and then again, I always let Misery this i small-scale stumble due to the fact that the killer-coming-back-for-one-terminal-assault thing near popularly refers back to Carrie (1976), which every bit we all know King was responsible for. (This was, of course, before the Scream franchise made parody of this whole thing, also.) If Male monarch "started" information technology, then he can surely shoehorn it into whatever story he sees fit. And, if anything, information technology's a testament to Annie's desperate, undying desire to see good writing restored to her favourite books. And what's really wrong with that? (If you ignore all that daft and unnecessary kidnap, torture and murder business organization. Tsk.)
And then, Annie, despite your dirty bird ways, there was some method in your madness. You may be barmier than a bag of cats, merely at least you tried to maintain some kind of quality command in your life. And couldn't you have 'come back' merely one more than time, to do a quick polish job on the script for Dreamcatchers? Lord knows it needed a woman's touch.
I'd write more than, just I better wrap this matter up, postal service haste. There's a adult female in the next room playing Liberace records at total book. She just got back from the store (she was out of matches and lighter fluid), and if she discovers me writing this she'll make a correct old oogie mess of it for sure.
Source: http://filmexperience.blogspot.com/2010/04/monday-monologue-annie-wilkes.html
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