Lent: Part 35

Sunset Blvd. (1950) – I can’t decide if the dialogue is especially clever or among the worst crap ever. The voice-over, though one of the most famous things from this picture, was completely unnecessary. Especially after a certain point where the story had been set up already, I found myself wishing the narrator would just shut the hell up and let the action onscreen speak for itself. On the other hand, this could be a clever technique demonstrating what a hack the writer character is, and comparing the modern talkies with the old silent films. Norma Desmond even says there’s too much dialogue in movies today, and this one is determined to make me agree with her.

And speaking of hack writers who stumble upon eccentric older women who dote upon them, I’m going to be published for the first time ever. Well, I suppose this journal is a form of publication, but what I mean is that for the first time, someone read my stuff and said to me, “I want to pay a printer to print that and bind it in a paper thingy.” It’s only the literary magazine at a community college, but they insist that they’re a respectable publication, and I choose to believe that. I’ll post a link to the story once it’s up.

21 thoughts on “Lent: Part 35

      1. MacCrocodile Post author

        I’m thinking the protagonist.

        She was a young girl of ordinary appearance and personality. Her eyes didn’t twinkle, her hair shone no golden hue, and her manner was nothing to boast about. Needless to say, she was the object of no one’s attentions. Also, she was on fire.

        Now that’s award-winning prose!

  1. MacCrocodile Post author


    Just got your invitation in the mail today. It’s a very nice invitation; I assume all designed by you and Kristin? Congratulations on that whole deal, in case I haven’t already said that.


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