THE FIRST IS AMONG US
March 22nd, 2008 (10:00 pm)

weather: amused
song: A Little Priest, thanks to BattleHamster
weather: amused
song: A Little Priest, thanks to BattleHamster
First news: 5/12 and batting 1000 so far. I laugh in your face, Rutledge.
Ignore that, and the subject. Really. I'm in a decidedly... odd mood. But I thought I'd share this:
"Sometimes you just have a bad day.
The people who tell stories are just like anyone else. The difference, though, is that if something in their life goes all wahooni-shaped, they have someone to take it out on -- the fictional characters that inhabit their created worlds. Thus, you occasionally end up with a story taking a sharp left turn into the author's psyche. Characters can die left and right, the teenaged hero's schoolteacher will be a sadistic tormentor, and no one's love life has any chance of turning out well.
Note that this doesn't necessarily make it bad; some shows have achieved their highest ratings in the middle of a bout of Creator Breakdown. However, look out for the Writer On Board.
Of course, it's hard to tell when Creator Breakdown is happening, and when it's a case of Genre Shift for some artistic reason; you shouldn't put an example here unless you have it from the mouth of the creator themselves. That said... "
Besides Severus Snape (*Snorts*) and that fool Anne Rice... my favorite is this one:
"By her own admission, much of the widely-disliked Season 6 of Buffy The Vampire Slayer is a rehashing of writer Marti Noxon's own personal issues. "
AHAHAHAHAHAHA. Not at her personal issues, of course. Just... So THAT's why it sucked. Marti, I'm sure you have problems--but that's what counselors are for. Instead you scarred us for life. I'm ashamed of you.
Anyways. I'm in a decidedly odd mood. I'm now addicted to TV Tropes. Oh well.
EDIT: On the "Too Dumb to Live" page:
The character who drives the plot by doing things that no sane human being would do. Walking down the alley alone to tell her friend about the serial killer. Telling her best friend not to tell anybody, but she has a crush on somebody. Walking through the streets of Sunnydale after dark. Being Lana Lang. Not only possessing Genre Blindness, but putting Zaphod Beeblebrox's Peril-Sensitive Sunglasses on over it.
AHAHAHAHAHA. SUNNYDALE. SO TRUE THOUGH.




