My Least Favorite Trope (and this post will include spoilers for The Lego Movie, Guardians of the Galaxy, The Matrix, Western Civilization, and—cod help me—Bulletproof Monk*.) is the thing where there’s an awesome, smart, wonderful, powerful female character who by all rights ought to be the Chosen One and the hero of the movie, who is tasked with taking care of some generally ineffectual male character who is, for reasons of wish fulfillment, actually the person the film focuses on. She mentors him, she teaches him, and she inevitably becomes his girlfriend… and he gets the job she wanted: he gets to be the Chosen One even though she’s obviously far more qualified. And all he has to do to get it and deserve it is Man Up and Take Responsibility.
And that’s it. Every god-damned time. The mere fact of naming the films above and naming the trope gives away the entire plot and character arc of every single movie.
why are people mean to Steve Buscemi? People literally go to live events and tell him he’s ugly and freaky to his face. Why would you ever do that? Steve Buscemi has never done anything to you. Steve Buscemi is really nice. He does volunteer work. He used be a firefighter. He was the best man at Stanley Tucci’s wedding. There is literally no reason to be mean to Steve Buscemi.
“One of the handiest screenwriting tips I’ve ever encountered is a quote from Russell T Davies in a book about the making of Doctor Who.
“Dialogue is just two monologues clashing,” he said. “That’s my Big Theory. It’s true in life – never mind drama. Everyone is always, always thinking about themselves. It’s kind of impossible to do otherwise.”
It’s good advice because it feels right: the reason a lot of soap opera dialogue is unrealistic is that, unlike real people, the characters actually listen to each other. You’d think this would make Albert Square more harmonious, but of course it has the opposite effect, thanks to their other glaringly implausible habit of expressing their innermost emotions out loud, instead of anxiously suppressing them like any self-respecting human wreck.”—Charlie Brooker (via relatedworlds)