Monday, November 3, 2014

Check to the Better: Michael Carver Excerpt



Michael Carver
Chapter 20

“August sixth and ninth, 1945.” The guttural rumble of Baxter’s voice pronounced an enigmatic statement that Michael sensed was meant for his ears.
“Sir?”
“The days we dropped the bomb on Japan. Sealed civilization’s fate then, we’ve just been delaying the inevitable ever since.” Baxter stared straight ahead, not looking in Michael’s direction.
Michael circled the statement, knowing the best way to entertain a fisherman is not by taking the bait, but by nibbling at it, creating anticipation for the catch. “But haven’t the greatest advances in human history taken place since World War Two? I think it’s arguable that the deterrent factor of nuclear war created an environment of peace and creation where real brute force became out of the question. The population boomed, age expectancy rose, and life got easier. The end of all existence is a great intimidation, right?”
“The calm before the storm. Both world wars and this hundred-some-odd years of prosperity are a drop in the bucket of man’s existence on this earth. Always, human beings have sought war and conquest over their fellow man. There is not a single point in all of Homo sapiens’ history where blood wasn’t spilled in the name of what’s yours is mine, what’s your God’s is my God’s, or, worse yet, what’s your country’s is my country’s.”
Michael contemplated for a moment. “Still, though, in all mankind’s history there was never the threat of assured destruction if both parties actively sought war.”
Baxter grunted, “Aye, the MAD theory, right? Mutually Assured Destruction for everyone. But that presupposes there aren’t egotistical maniacs out there given the keys and power to rule millions of people utilizing physical force. Do you realize what kind of insatiable lust for power drives a man into presidency or dictatorship?”
Yes, Michael thought. He said, “Go on.”
“These men are certifiable sociopaths given the means of destruction by feigning omnipotent benevolence for their fellow man. Take the United States, for instance. It is the greatest country ever in the history of the world, built successfully on the principles of a democratic republic. Yet, paraphrasing Sir Winston Churchill here, it is the least worst form of government. The USA in its current state is what happens when you give a person with great political ambition a means to manipulate the masses into granting him power over their lives. It’s taken more than two hundred years for the empire to coalesce and rot into what it’s become today, but when you grant the people power to vote themselves money and the government increases in size, strength, and might, guess what politicians get elected? Tell me what type of person you think comes into control of a vast nuclear arsenal, given the established system in place through centuries of ‘freedom’ through democracy?” Baxter humphed with the last sentence, stretching his arms and legs out with exaggerated movements.
Briefly taken aback by the brutal honesty of the diatribe, Michael chuckled, “I always thought you might be a closet anarchist, sir.”
Baxter listened, then looked over at Michael intently. “Don’t be ridiculous. Just because I know the game is fixed doesn’t mean I should refuse to play. Quite the opposite. Notice before that I basically stated that democracy was the least of all government evils. I’ll actively participate and pursue success in a system predicated upon the utilization of force simply because man’s basic animal nature makes it completely necessary to have a governing body in place capable of utilizing force.” He paused a moment, thinking on his next comment. “It’s just this time the stick grew too big. Which opens up another rabbit hole entirely. ‘Mankind’s demise was predestined,’ et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.”
“What do you mean by ‘man’s basic animal nature’?” Michael found himself genuinely enthralled by the old man’s musings.
“Look, son, here is the secret nobody ever likes to talk about. It’s the foundational building block that drove humanity to its greatest successes and also the guillotine forever hanging over civilization’s neck. Each and every single individual throughout the entire universe seeks superiority over his or her peers. It’s biologically coded into our DNA. My central function in life, my reason for being, is to impregnate the most beautiful woman I can find and become a superior man to everyone else around me. For those without the intellectual capability of outthinking their peers, there will always be the adoption of force at their disposal. Now, don’t give me some altruistic crap about loving one’s neighbor. Pit two of the most benevolent, charitable, loving men against each other with starving families to feed and a piece of bread between them. See how far altruism takes a man when survival is at stake.”
Michael decided to play devil’s advocate. “But isn’t the greatness of our civilization built upon the fundamental principle of do unto your neighbor as you would have done unto you? I mean, you can’t tell me that we’re all brute thugs, beasts, at heart. Take this jet we currently fly on, for instance. Only through a free-willed, independent intelligence nurtured within a society of like-minded individuals predicated on peaceful existence could such a marvel of science be thought up and constructed.”
            Baxter took the argument in stride. “Right—society’s contract. A contract bound by the threat of force through government intervention. Without the gun of government held over the populace’s heads, do you think the Wright brothers would have had the time and safety to construct their flying apparatus? And here’s the killer: what type of people did that airplane’s power and capability eventually fall into the hands of? Who do you think enabled the delivery of those nuclear bombs over the island of Japan? Potentially across the world as we speak? What type of man did Albert Einstein’s most powerful invention empower? The man holding the gun. When the only thing keeping you safe from someone taking everything you hold dear is the threat of force, then that threat forms the basic function of survival. All of humanity’s greatest accomplishments were only made possible by the forced deference of everyone else who wanted to do you one better, whose basic instinctual drive is to do you one better. If they could, they would. If they can’t, they’ll take it from you. If they can’t take it from you, they’ll join the government. That’s why I’m a lobbyist living in the greatest country in the history of the world, flying in a private jet representing the marvels of modern science, attempting to escape all-out nuclear war.”

Excerpt from CHECK TO THE BETTER
by Grant Gregory

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Sunday, November 2, 2014

Favorite Movies of All-Time #3: The Godfather Parts I & II



3. The Godfather Parts I & II, Francis Ford Coppola, 1972, 1974

Why is it one of my most favorite movies of all time?

Both movies are not only widely recognized as historic masterpieces of cinema, but also as defining depictures of 20th century America and her complex glory and withering achievements. I decided to include both movies together because I believe the first viewing experience molds perfectly into the sequel (not unlike LOTR, but indulge me. If you must, see them as 3a and 3b). What can I say in this obscure blog post that hasn’t been mentioned about these works of art? The story is deep and original; the acting unique and incredible; the cinematography, setting, and visual mood of the films takes me on a journey across six beautiful decades of American history. Coppola created two timeless works of art in the span of three years whose majesty and perfection will always be remembered. Enough said.

Favorite Scenes:

            Michael killing Sollozzo and McCluskey; Sonny at the toll booth; Vito giving an impassioned speech to the Mafia heads from around the country; Young Vito walking through the market place of Little Italy at the beginning of his arc in Godfather 2 (that tracking shot is one of my all-time favorites: the grit of the street, the haphazard arrangement of the market place, loose chickens rummaging around, traders hawking their wares, new world buildings rising and growing old on all sides. It takes me back to early 20th century New York City. I’m right there when I watch that scene. It’s priceless.); Young Vito scaling the rooftops, biding his time, planning murder, and following the movements of the Black Hand through the parade; “I know it was you, Fredo. You broke my heart.”; Michael contemplating his decision on how to handle Fredo’s betrayal as snow falls into Lake Tahoe behind floor-to-ceiling windows.

And, yes, gun to my head I choose part two over part one, but the world is so wonderful, I get to have both.

Lasting Memory of the Viewing Experience: 

            I very much look forward to my Godfather marathons which take place at least twice a year. The thought comes to me a week or two out that I haven’t watched the films in a while. Then, I plan ahead for the day with great anticipation every time. The day of, I jump into a poker tournament or two and start the journey, knowing as soon as I hear this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kvKXt3Surlk, it’s going to be a wonderful seven hours ahead.  

Other Movies from the Director that I Love:

Apocalypse Now is its own kind of crazy, unique masterpiece. “The horror. The horror.” Indeed.

Up next: “Don't you want to take a leap of faith? Or become an old man, filled with regret, waiting to die alone.”

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Greatest Movies of All time #4: Pulp Fiction



4. Pulp Fiction, Quentin Tarantino, 1994

Why is it one of my most favorite movies of all time?

            There are simply way to many fantastic scenes, memorable characters, and excellent lines of dialogue to pick from. I could probably pick something to gush about every five minutes of the movie. You know what they call a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in France? Foot massages, Big Kahuna burgers, grandiose recitations of bible scriptures, I’m only about ten minutes into the movie and I could keep going. 

            Tarantino, like all of the directors in my favorite movies list, has a patently unique visual style to his direction that he completely owns. The pitch-black humor and raunchy, witty dialogue make each and every one of his movies re-watchable, and Pulp Fiction is the epitome of his works. And the music. Such a fantastic soundtrack that resonates perfectly with whatever is happening on screen. A great example of Tarantino’s unique music choice adding inestimable value to a scene is when Vincent (zonked out of his mind on heroine) goes to pick up Mia and “Son of a Preacher Man” is playing over the house sound system. It creates the perfect chill mood for the rest of their “NOT a date” at the restaurant Jack Rabbit Slim’s (which makes a cameo appearance in my novel). In fact, the very next scene is the incredible tracking shot following Vincent as he strolls through the restaurant on his own personal tour. I swear, writing this makes me want to put the movie on right now.

            Pulp Fiction is the most re-watchable movie of all time for me, narrowly beating the #2 film on this list. There’s just so much there, but it all comes back to the dialogue (I know I keep harping on this but there’s a reason Tarantino is world famous for the words that come out of his character’s mouths). As a writer, the most compelling experience for me of any movie is the dialogue (that’s why I absolutely love watching two people walk around and talk to each other in the Before series by Richard Linklater). The gore, debauchery, surprises, and characters of the movie are all owned by Tarantino’s dialogue, and his words are what makes the movie transcendent. 

            The jumping chronology of the film also helps make it a unique viewing experience, and was groundbreaking stuff back in the day. The characters are unique and memorable; almost every one of them are villainous yet the audience roots for them not necessarily to succeed, but to be able to continue doing their thing so we can figure out what new, deplorable situation will arise next. My favorite character in the movie is Bruce Willis’ Butch followed by Jackson’s Jules Winnfield.

Favorite Scenes:

            Far, far too many to choose from, so I’m just going to make a list: the scripture speech, “Son of a Preacher Man”, tracking shot into Jack Rabbit Slim’s, the dance, the adrenaline shot (superb build-up of suspense mixed with humor, the girl in the background taking bong-rips while adrenaline leaks from the tip of the god-awfully long needle), the ride in the cab, hitting Marcellus Wallace and the gimp rape scene, I just shot Marvin in the face, the Wolf, and Jules’ moment of clarity (“But I’m trying, Ringo. I’m trying REAL hard to be the Shepard”). I’m sure I’ve missed a ton of scenes, but you get the picture. 

Lasting Memory of the Viewing Experience: 

            I did not watch Pulp Fiction until my junior year of college. A good friend and roommate at the time informed me that I would love the film, and was actually quite surprised I’d seen Reservoir Dogs but not Pulp Fiction. Let’s just say he probably rued the day he introduced me to Pulp Fiction—recorded on our DVR from the Starz channel. Over the fall and spring semester of that school year I probably watched the movie at least fifteen times, with a very late night average start time. To this day I still regularly watch Pulp Fiction at least three times a year, and that’s only because I restrain myself from watching it more in fear that I might eventually dampen the viewing experience (not likely). 

Other Movies from the Director that I Love:

            Every single one of Tarantino’s movies are superb in my opinion (only Death Proof can be considered merely “good”), so let’s just go ahead and rank them: 1. Pulp Fiction 2. Reservoir Dogs 3. Kill Bill Volume 1 4. Django Unchained 5. Inglorious Basterds 6. Kill Bill Volume 2 7. Jackie Brown 8. Death Proof

Up next: “But I'm a superstitious man, and if some unlucky accident should befall him, if he should get shot in the head by a police officer, or if he should hang himself in his jail cell, or if he's struck by a bolt of lightning, then I'm going to blame some of the people in this room. And that, I do not forgive.”