Sim1Know Your Audience
November 1st 2006 19:05
Coco Manjina in Bloodspit
A friend of mine drove to Broken Hill. She brought back a smelly sun-dried emu skeleton so she could sketch it.
I guess it’s a realism thing.
I’m thinking – maybe I have a problem with bringing road-kill into the home.
Realism.
In film they say the audience needs to connect. If the characters are real then blah, blah you get the gold statue.
So how is Rusty in Gladiator real?
No, he is. Really. I think the tigers are a bit stiff.
But I connected, with Oliver Reed anyway.
I do, however, have a problem with Nicky and her rubber nose.
My mate Shaky Bob has a plastic leg and he can’t get a look-in.
But that’s show-biz.
So what’s real and what isn’t.
Genre films are slagged off by the cry-babies but loved by the punters. The reason? Who cares why the cry-babies think what they think. The punters love genre films because they connect. Not because they believe a blob would fall to earth. Or that a shark would fogo eating tasty tuna and eat boats with old drunk men.
It’s because they love the escapism and that’s all that matters.
It’s like spending two hours in a caravan park.
It’s a holiday.
A good film-maker knows that. It’s not about them it’s about their audience and what they want.
It may not be arty.
But that’s show-biz.
Until next time and happy film-making.
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Comment by Anonymous
I'm so moved, I could vomit.