True Grit and the Magnificent Minimalist
I just watched True Grit.
Oh my God, I’ll never use another contraction again in my life. Wait. What?
I was awash in the drama and gorgeous cinematography of it all when it occurred to me: HOLY SMOKES THESE PEOPLE ARE ACTUALLY MINIMALISTS!
Think about it. They live with as few belongings as they can, and those they do have, they treasure. They *love* their cornbread and horses.
But not in THAT WAY.
Oh God. Horse love. This post isn’t going well.
Plus! The whole movie is hinged on ridding the world of one more thing (in this case a human thing), so I’m TOTALLY ALL OVER THAT.
Have a portrait.
(Not planning to switch styles permanently, but I couldn’t draw a black stick figure against a black background.)
I’ve never seen such a good example of voice in a movie before; they really did create a sense of place and character through their sentence structure and style. The only other great voice styles that I’m thinking of come from Joss Whedon and Aaron Sorkin. Those men are gods.