I was at the movies a lot when I saw the trailer of this film. It was the first movie I wished I had written.
The fabulous cast that included Kristin Scott Thomas, Rowan Atkinson, Maggie Smith and Patrick Swayze doing the story of a woman who has a husband who is intensely involved in work and not enough in his wife, a sex-crazed daughter, a bullied son and is considering having an affair with her golf instructor, she is at wit’s end when she hires on an elderly woman as a housekeeper. An elderly woman with a rather deadly secret.
Dame Maggie Smith is witty and quick, a charming, modern-day version of a fairy godmother and makes everyone’s life a better one, with a murder or two along the way. It was a wonderfully chosen cast with all the right elements.
Now, the movie process is a complicated one. You write the screenplay but you don’t know if that’s how it’s going to get to the screen. You don’t know if that brilliant movie you saw in your head will be a complete flop, due to an incompetent director or an inadequately cast actor. Or maybe, you’re the incompetent one. You might sell your screenplay and it may never get made. There are so many twists and turns in the life of a screenplay (much like that of a person) that you never know where it’s going to turn up. Which is why I’m amazed by people like Tarantino or Nolan, who write their own stuff, and the screenplay makes it to the other side.
So the next time you go to the movies, take a look at the credits. All those people had something to do with what you are watching. And I’m pretty sure they worked damn hard to make it happen because they could have just as easily served up a lemon. Movies like this are what make me what to be a writer.
*This post is dedicated to all those people who were injured and killed in the Colorado Movie Theater Incident this morning. James E. Holmes: how dare you sully the space we movie goers hold sacred. How dare you.