slyc_willie
Captain Crash
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I think that if you've lived at all, you've had enough "what the fuck?" moments where someone (and the more someones the farther you go in life) you thought you knew did something totally unexpected that it makes it easy to accept it in fiction. Mr. CarliePlum worked with a guy who murdered someone and chopped them to bits (seemingly a really nice guy), my cousin's wife (the "perfect wife and mother") was fucking not one, not two, but three guys on her street (not with her husband's knowledge or consent), regular 9-to-5 Joe come-to-work-in-a-suit-every-day guy I worked with who seemingly had his shit together was dealing LSD to college kids to supplement his income. Cops came into the office and carted him away in handcuffs.
Everybody's got secrets. Some people's are bigger than others.
I worked with a guy who rented a spare room out to a guy down on his luck. He was working in his garage with the guy smacked him with a baseball bat set fire to the garage and locked the doors. He woke up in time to jump through a window and saved himself.
While he was in the hospital, the cops arrested the wife and the boarder on their way to Nevada. Seems she had said it was their Christan duty to look after the less fortunate when she convinced him to take the boarder in.
Excellent points and examples. But there is a distinction between the "what the fuck" moments of real life and what readers are willing to suspend disbelief for in a story. Sometimes, the actuality of an event is too fantastic for the unlearned reader.
Case in point: in the movie "Public Enemy," John Dillinger (Johnny Depp) carves out a fake wooden gun and convinces five armed uniformed guards to not only let him out of his jail cell, but to lock themselves within the cell once Dillinger was out. It's a terrifically funny scene, but seems a little unrealistic.
Or is it?
In reality, when Dillinger actually pulled this stunt, he didn't get five guards, but seventeen to walk into the cell. The director and producers of the movie felt that most viewers would think such a thing waaaay too unlikely, so they trimmed down the numbers.
If I were to write a story about my cousin's wife fucking Jimmy Joe down the street, and eventually getting caught, it would make for a good story. If she's also doing Frank and Tom, readers might throw up their hands at the ridiculousness of the scenario. Even if I included a note in the beginning saying the story was based on truth, I would have a dozen comments calling bullshit.
Just because it happens in reality doesn't mean it will be accepted in fiction. As writers, we have to be careful about how we introduce drastic twists. If everyone understood just how strange reality is, I doubt there'd be much need for fiction in the first place.
