Relative Something

There is a long, slow strand of thought coming from one side or other of my brain that for the most part belies my ability to capture in words, not just written, but even verbally–with the natural advantages of inflection, and immediacy of course correction available in the attempt at telling. I wonder how often it is images and thoughts such as these that inspire motion picture directors to create some of the works they do. At the same time, I am inclined to wonder if the thoughts that have been floating in and out of my mind’s eye are born of some previous theater experience I am co-opting with my own personal screenplay as partial content for the current scenarios being projected on the screen in my head.

The movie that might result from an attempt to capture my visions of late would probably have a lot of actors who have no big screen experience trying to pull off a mix of Bourne Identity/Pulp Fiction/Mr. Mom/School of Rock/Rookie of the Year/Toy Story/Galaxy Quest/Harold and Maude/Sound of Music without the convenience of a screenplay. I hope they have a good special effects person.