Sometimes the camera captures a different story than what the script or the director intended. Then again, so does life…
Note: This is Exhibit #2 in Bonnywood’s March Madness. Details found here.
Categories: Past Imperfect
Sometimes the camera captures a different story than what the script or the director intended. Then again, so does life…
Note: This is Exhibit #2 in Bonnywood’s March Madness. Details found here.
Categories: Past Imperfect
Tagged as: Blogging, Equality, Flash Fiction, Fred MacMurray, Humor, Jean Arthur, LGBT, Melvyn Douglas, Movies, Sarcasm, Short Story, Too Many Husbands, writing
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The Director’s instruction to look at the camera became so confusing with the advent of the three camera set. Fred is already annoyed that he chose the wrong role.
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And Fred is also incensed that his co-stars were supposed to be Barbra Stanwyck and Henry Fonda, yet this did not happen. After this he no longer trusted the casting directors on movies, eventually giving up on the Celluloid Trajectory and resigning himself to appearing in the long-running TV series “My Three Sons” which became the pinnacle of… nothing, really… 😉
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Fred influenced me. I went out and had three sons but could never replicate Flubber in my kitchen.
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Oh, that elusive Flubber. Try as I might, I never quite got there…
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Something is going on behind some blue-eyed innocents eyes. And here she is, thinking his heart is a’pounding beneath her hot little hand…
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Oh, that heart is pounding, but not for the reason she hopes. But she’ll be fine. She’s used to Hollywood at this point, where the dating-scene subterfuge was just part of the game…
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I’m still confused.
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I wake up every day in that state…. 😉
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A gloat and a goat. There’s no happy ending here. Tell Erma Jean to run home to the hills and burn that suit.
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Erma Jean did, indeed, flee, but luckily she tripped over the Assistant Director, Ernie Gene, and they eventually had a happy life raising 12 kids in a small Canadian town famous for inventing taffy-pulling…
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Nope, nope, nope.
Your comment is perfect, and I wouldn’t add or change a thing.
Done.
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Thanks, Barb. Although this whole experiment is all about seeking advice for some of my “not-so-great” Past Imperfect efforts, I do have a lingering degree of fondness for the olden days when those Imperfects were just a line or two and didn’t need an intervention. Sometimes brevity triumphs my well-documented proclivity to ramble incessantly. I just need to learn how to be satisfied with form over function… 😉
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Guy on the left is about to say to the other one “we know it was you who farted, you can’t fool us.”
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Yet Guy on the Right had no qualms about trying to fool people, deftly transferring the gaseous guilt from his own ass to that of a lowly production assistant who happened to be passing by at a critical moment, innocently on a mission to make sure the bagels on the craft services table were fresh and suddenly she was accused of effusive malfeasance…
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Another triumph for an SBD 😉
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Who are these people and why are they in my house?
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I know that question and I ask it daily… 😉
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Do you ever get an answer or do you languish in a perpetual of confusion?
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It doesn’t matter how many answers I get, because I will always languish in that never-ending confusion… 😉
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I agree with Barb; don’t change a thing. 🙂
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And I agree, as well. I sometimes forget the original concept inspiration for the Past Imperfects, years ago, which was to tell a story in as few words as possible. Sometimes those micro-stories DO need some help, and we end up with a multi-page saga that fleshes things out nicely. But other times? Let it be…
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Why am I sitting on this stupid stairway when there is a perfectly good chair right over there..
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And therein lies one of the fundamental problems in modern society: People need to quit whining about not having a chair and just go find one that makes them happy… 😉
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Abso stinkin lutely
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