When it’s a story.
Oh, no, wait. No, then it’s still a game – but a great one. Like LIFE IS STRANGE:
Month: February 2015
TVWriter™ Top Posts for the Week Ending 2/27/15
Here they are, the most viewed TVWriter™ posts during the past week:
Dennis O’Neal Watches His Character’s Translation from Comics to TV
Gotham’s Doctor, Batman’s Saint
by Dennis O’Neal
You may have seen it yourself: the scene a while back in which James Gordon and Dr. Leslie Thompkins stand in front of their police department colleagues getting very well acquainted. It happened during an episode of Gotham and although the television Leslie wasn’t the Leslie Dick Giordano and I introduced in Detective Comics #457, I didn’t mind. I know that television shows are not comic books: they have different techniques, strengths, weaknesses, and that the story being told there on the tube wasn’t our story and that serialized characters have to evolve if they are to survive for decades, as Leslie has.
In the weeks since the television Leslie was introduced, we’ve seen her become her own person – witty, intelligent, feisty. Independent. I’d happily watch her if her name were Honorifica Flabdiggle, especially if Bertha, like Leslie, were played by the talented and truly lovely Morena Baccarin.
She was created – Leslie, not Honorifica- to serve the plot of the particular story we were working on, to supplement Bruce Wayne’s biography, and to add an element to the Batman mythos.
TV Writer Turns Novelist…
“…Looking for less interference and fewer turkeys.”
And if that doesn’t sum it all up, what does?
Will Smith was a writer and co-star of the most popular and most excellent BBC series THE THICK OF IT. Now he tells us about his life-changing decision. Not as big a deal as, say, Bruce Jenner’s, but still:
Cara Winter sees The IT Crowd
The Anglo Files 13
by Cara Winter
I know how weird this is going to sound. Nevertheless, here it is:
Some of us don’t care about football – at all. Like, not at all. We aren’t excited to hear your drinking stories. We don’t see any point in watching the Grammys. And we’re not heading out to see Fifty Shades of Grey this weekend, or any weekend (nor did we read the book).
It can get lonely, being so outside the norm. The mainstream is just …so… main stream. There are times when it seems as though nobody understands, and that people are just a bunch of bastards, with bad taste in everything.