Monday, September 24, 2012

剧本的重要:通过古装剧看本土原创剧本的兴衰沦亡


记得小时候蛮积极追看第八播道的电视剧。那时的剧集在道具背景hardware方面虽然极其简陋,但在剧情与演员software方面都能弥补那些不足。尤其怀念小时候的本土古装剧集。在还没正式开始涉足金庸、古龙大师级武侠小说的世界之前,我是通过这些原创的古装剧深深被吸引。

严格上来说,新加坡早期的古装剧的原创性也其实蛮“有限”,只是普遍观众阅历太浅,看不到“真相”。就拿刘天富制作、周初明主演的《最后一个大侠》,剧本情节是由许多武侠名著如的各别桥段组织而成。兄弟从小分离并被忠奸两派分别带大的桥段就出自《绝代双骄》,奸角紫罗刹简直就是《笑傲江湖》里东方不败与岳不群的结合体,而结局的兄弟间unresolved cliff-hanger mode 则像极《侠客行》的结尾。与其说这部剧抄袭,毋宁说刘监制与他的编剧组参考那些各别武侠名著,用自己的创意将其结合成一个全新的创作,毕竟抄袭的真正定义是“照单全收”,而刘监制根本没那么做。甚至非常佩服以前的编剧能这么不漏痕迹的运用桥段及人物衔接来不停制作出古装剧集,这堪称不失为一种独特的原创性。这种变相的原创性除了展现当时编剧们的创意,也给剧集带来了适当的breathing space,使得戏剧组免了需要满足观众预先设定的要求的束缚。

可是自从第八播道《神雕侠侣》开始,本土编剧便落入了一种惰性,索性将整部名著照拍。其实将名著照单全收拍摄也没什么罪,只是风险更高,因为观众已经对情节与人物都了如指掌,有了先入为主的成见,使得戏剧组有了必须抓紧原著精髓的困难,少了原创性带来的自由空间。非常可惜的,毕竟新传媒在名著直接改编方面能力有限,着重与哗众取巧的人物造型,而忽略遴选适当的演员的重点,使得那些制作褒贬参半,后来因为制作成本对比回响问题,便索性完全停止制作古装剧了。

其实这种惰性问题不只局限在古装剧,而甚至蔓延到了时装剧制作。虽然我已经近期没有追看新传媒的电视剧,但从那些还有偶尔观看的朋友那边得来的反应,新传媒的电视剧的策略似乎离剧本创意越来越远,而注重运用引入外来影星来加强收视率以及开展售卖市场。这些策略本身并没错,但是治标不治本,并不能一劳永逸地解决观众长期流失的问题。作为一个从小看着第八播道的电视剧长大的观众,我还是对本土剧持有期望的,希望新传媒有天能正视加强剧本这环节。

Sunday, September 23, 2012

剧情或情节发展对比人物发展 对演员表现的影响



既然从小就已经迷上追电视剧,索性干脆开始一个blog 关于自己身为观众对戏剧的一些所得。

最近开始追看一些港剧。虽然据说港剧也跟本地电视剧一样出现没落的现象,可能是我“崇外”心态,至少觉得多数港剧还是比本土剧加倍精彩,但关于本土剧对比港剧的各别没落法,我将留到另一个blog entry 再讨论。这一期想研究的反而是plot development 剧情或情节发展对比character development 人物发展。

通过近一年所观看的港剧,我才发现一出剧要做到两者兼顾是多么困难的事。有时因为剧种问题先天局限了这方面的平衡。就拿黎耀祥的三部剧作《巾帼枭雄1》、《巾帼枭雄2之义海豪情》与《法证先锋3》来说。许多网民都觉得黎先生在《法证先锋3》的表现不比巾帼系列的过往表现,所以才在2011年无法蝉联视帝。很庆幸自己是先观看《法证先锋3》,后观看巾帼系列,所以先入为主的可能性减少了。我倒觉得拿《法证3》对比巾帼系列根本欠缺公正,因为它们剧种南辕北撤。

《法证3》注重剧情发展,由许多不同的各别个案组成,人物发展是用来铺排整体剧情,展示法证界人士如何屡破奇案。甚至严格上来讲,这出剧的剧情与背景就是主角,而并非某位各别人物,所以男主角布国栋与女主角的互动进展显得相当薄弱。巾帼系列则正好相反,注重人物发展,显示人物的各别与对于彼此之间的变化、互动与进展。柴九对四奶奶之间慢慢建立的既感佩又爱慕的心态;刘醒与九妹由相互敬畏演变至惺惺相惜甚至彼此爱慕,这些本身便是剧本的大纲,所以主角之间的互动显得格外激情澎湃。个人认为在剧种局限内,要求无论多好的同一个演员达到相同的表演水平是相当不公平,因为根本做不到。这就好比要求一个顶级赛车手驾驶一架平常的轿车,来达到赛车的车速,不出车祸都是奇迹呢!

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Word Play 13: 安、满、贪

Am still soaked up in the "negative and antagonist" feelings, to quote someone, from what had originally been a harmless debate on nationalistic identity last night. Those who had been contended my argument had persisted in their stand that I was highly 不安于现状, or to put in english, greatly discontented with the status quo. Thus, their advice had been for me to learn how to be contented with the current situation, and count my blessings.

A bit of disclaimer first. As a believer of Christ, it is definitely part of our requirement to rejoice daily in the blessings that He has bestowed upon us. However, note that the blessings come from God, not some government, ministry, ministers, authorities, or people in superior posititons over us. In fact these higher ups should not place themselves on a pedestal akin to God when delaing with us. They must keep in mind that since God has the ability to give them the power they enjoy now, God has the power to take it away anytime.

Ok, back to the main topic. Those who had been debating on the opposite end of me had missed the point. I had been trying unsuccessfully to communicate my 不安, or insecurity and fear of my future to them. 不安 by itself means insecurity, stemming from the one's fear of inability to provide for one's basic needs. 不安于现状 however twists the original lone noun into something akin to 不满, meaning discontent, or displeasure over the status quo.

Now to my favourite graphic use, the Venn diagram. Discontent can stem from insecurities and fears due to an inability to provide one's basic needs for survival, being legitimate as it is an innate reaction for all living creatures to sustain oneself. However, discontent can also come from 贪, or greed, where one is driven by the uncontrollable desire to aquire increasing wants beyond needs. Note that the stark difference between the two, as discontent driven by insecurity is grounded in reason, unless one has decide to foresake hope altogether. In fact, I would think that to be content while facing threats to one's survival would be considered an amazing feat, which a mere mortal like me would find it difficult to pull off.

Indeed one must learn to be content with one's blessings. However, when the situation arises such that one finds out alarmingly that the pool of blessings for our nation has been depleted at an astonishing rate, to continue on in a "even though we don't have three blessings, at least now we still have two" mindset, smacks of ignorance and lack of urgency to address the issue. I believe many like me don't claim to be the "solve-it-all", quoting from one of the others from last night, at least we bother to be aware and have the intention to want to roll up our sleeves to "make the blessings three again". Even if it ends in failure, we know we have fought the good fight. That is the basic essence of survival.

Friday, June 8, 2012

Word Play 12: Actual vs. Virtual

I've submitted my resignation for my current job and have finally moved on. It is not without wistfulness that I leave this place as of next week, as there are people and duties that I do not wish to part from as they have helped me towards "actualisation". Since it's time for adios, I might as well be open about my latest job scope as it does not infringe upon confidentiality issues.  I assist in Brailling for the visually handicapped in Singapore, namely when a person has virtually lost enough sight and vision to be categorised as blind, I assist in actualising the study material for him or her using the sense of touch through Braille print and tactile diagrams. This past year has been quite a bizzare year such that till now I cannot come up with any appropriate adjective to describe it other than "happening".

There's been a constant debate around the blind community about the impending death of Braille due to the rise of audio technology versus the traditional touch technology of Braille. Here instead of rooting for a particular camp per se, I've like to move into the concept of the "actual" versus "virtual", and using the visually handicapped community as an analogy, apply it across the board towards the relationships between all people. Let's take a look at their definitions.

Actual
1. existing in act or fact; real; existing now; present; current

Virtual
1. being such in power, force, or effect, though not actually or expressly such

Upon the lost of sight, the concept of vision to a blind person has become a virtual one. He can be aided by his other senses sound and touch and taste, which in this case are the power and forces still existing to help him have experience something as akin to sight as possible. However the person needs to admit that no matter what, his sight has ceased to exist to a certain degree.

There's often talk going about virtual reality, about how we're moving into a virtual age. Personally, I've very mixed feelings towards phrases like these as they forebode some very "happening" things. With the advancement towards the virtual over the actual through technology, the triangle dilemma of time, quantity and quality has indeed "disappeared", or has it really? I've chatted once with a colleague over this triangle dilemma theory, saying that if the size of the triangle is fixed, there is no way of attaining a joint increase in all three, as in order to move closer towards any end, at least one end will be compromised. I had hypothesied that the best way to resolve this dilemma would be to shrink the actual size of the triangle as much as possible. As we proceed on in this virtual age, the triangle has vanished, or it seems. However, my hypothesis has been to shrink the triangle, not delete it altogether, because frankly this triangle will never cease to exist. In fact, the harrowing thing may be that we have convinced ourselves it has vanished, because we may have unwittingly expanded it size beyond our wildest dreams, or more appropriately, nightmares...

In the specific realm of relationships with others, one has to first and foremost define self, before moving onto relate one's self to another. Without defining, or drawing one's boundaries, this case of no free reins is going to render the concept of relationships into non-existence. How much we bother to define things, indicate the relevance and priority we actually place on it.

I know that this entry is a very abstract one, and I have no clear cut explanations or solutions. They are merely my POVs and if they're unwelcome, please take them in grace as rantings of a mad woman. I'll just end off with this line of my own, drawn from my past year of interactions with the blind community.
Without hearing you, what transpires between us will be silence; without my hand in yours, I'll have no idea on when it is I'm tresspassing, and when it is I'm removed from you; without the guidance of your scent, I'll have no concept of the aroma of relating to you; without the assistance of taste the flavour of our interactions, my life would be bland. You actualise me. Without the sensation of you with me, part of me will cease to exist as I'm in the dark about you...

Saturday, May 12, 2012

张无忌 never had a choice anywayz...

Strictly speaking, 张无忌 never did choose 赵敏 over any of the other three ladies. His choices were merely conveniently eliminated till he was left with her as the only "best choice". Let's run through what happened to get a better idea.

小昭 was "axed off" early on when it was revealed that her mum was the Sacred Virgin of the 明教, and in order to resolve the pressing extermination of the entire group due to her mum's flaunting of the cult's regulations, she had to sacrifice her own happiness by standing in for her mum and going off away to Persia.

殷离's case is slightly a bit more complex to the readers as it looked it as though "无忌 never loved her anyway". However, if we read carefully in volume 2 pertaining to the stretch where both were stranded together for companionship, with him lame from injury then and her disfigured, there was some ambiguous relationship between them two that had way surpassed that of mere friends. However in the aftermath of 周芷若's "ultimate faceoff", by attempting to murder 殷离, banish 谢逊, steal both the Heavenly Sword and Dragon Sabre and put the blame on 赵敏 all in one move, something may have caused the unfortunate lady to have felt greatly jaded with her relationship with 张无忌, resulting in the final chapter when she "returns from the dead" to reveal the truth, but totally relinquishes her participation right in the competition over the man, ranting continuously like a mental patient that she loved the former him, not the "current him".

Considering 周芷若's villainous turn two-thirds into the novel, attributed to her vow to her 师傅灭绝师太 to resort any means possible to obtain both the sword and sabre, while never to fall in love with 无忌, it is only natural that she does not end up with 无忌. I have not yet read of any Chinese swordfighting novel with the main male protagonist ending happily ever after with an evil female protagonist of such proportions.

The most remotely closest to such a case was 《云海玉弓缘》, and even then it was a romantic tragedy with 金世遗 realising his intense hatred for 励胜男 was actually a mask for his passionate love for her, as the two of them were way too alike in nature. Also strictly speaking, 励胜男's actions were never evil-intentioned, as shown during the revelation in the last chapter, leading to 金世遗's eternal agony. However maetsro Louis Cha and master 梁羽生 have very different writing styles and themes, so that I'll leave to a future discussion.

It is a great move on maestro Louis Cha's part, that he ended 《倚天屠龙记》with a scary clifthanger-ish ending where while 张无忌 and 赵敏 are finally literally enjoying life, 周芷若 appears with a "you still owe me one reminder" to scare the heck out of 无忌. Thus,《倚天屠龙记》's ending surpasses 《侠客行》's twin's birth mystery, and even can match the renown "to kill or not to kill" dilemma in《雪山飞狐》, as its possibilities are just as "juicy".

Sunday, April 22, 2012

A Most Dangerous Dynamics

Since I'd been down with a terrible bout of cold cough last weekend, this "torture" had actually presented me with a wonderful opportunity to catch up on my reading, one of which is this book. Frankly speaking, I had started off reading merely to "preview" the movie version. This experience has so far taken off into another enjoyment of its own.

To summarise the plot of this autobiography, it would be how the interplay of dynamics between Sigmund Freud and Carl Jung, complicated with the presence of Sabina Spielrein, altered what and how pyschoanalysis was to be defined henceforth. Of course there is the underground romance between Jung and Spielrein, where the two's identities of physician versus patient get increasingly muddled up as the events proceed.  However, lest we dismiss this autobiography to be simply that of a physician breaking moral norms, we need to examine how this issue itself ends up being a brokering chip, in Jung's mutating professional relationship with Freud, especially towards their eventual fallout. To equate Freud as a "Grand Master" enforcing strict professionalism within physician-patient relations would be incorrect, as we see later on in the book more and more, as Freud too does not conduct himself in the most impartial manner possible. In fact, Freud's interpretive arrangements within the International Pyschoanaylsis Association smack of outright dictatorship in a "schism" or "movement" not unlike that of politics, which is definitely not the way in which "science" goes about.

The most objective person in the sequence of events, Eugen Bleuler, one of Jung's first mentors in the Swiss psychology circle, who had repeatedly warned all parties that despite the merits of psychoanalysis, it was a seemingly dangerous method, as till then there had been no way to justify it to be classified as a "science". Thus the most pressing issue would be to resolve this crux of the problem. However, in the midst of the clash of personalities and power struggle between Freud and Jung, this critical issue has been swept under the carpet till this very day.

At the risk of reading too much into an otherwise riveting autobiography of two renown men, I cannot help but draw parallels between their power play and conventional office politics, myself greatly empathising with sometimes Jung, sometimes Freud, as the events in the autobiography proceeded.

All too often personality preferences and styles, end up making critical issues take a back seat for too long, festering in the dark like an over-ripe fruit. And by the time the stench is noticed, it may have already been too late, as the leaders involved will have long since passed on and the industry squandered a precious opportunity to rectify the situation. I guess the only conclusion I can draw from this book is that famous scripture verse from Romans 3:23 "all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God". If great men like Freud and Jung suffer from mistakes like these, what more we mere insignificant workers in our workplaces.

Workplace relations is neither a science, where rival point of views are essential to meaningful progress towards productivity, because it would hamper overall direction of the organisation. However it is not an art too, where the higher authorities have the sole right to enforce and dicate every single decision pertaining to the implementation of the daily operations, as their level of participation in it is restricted, sometimes hindering the wisdom of their choices. I would opt to say that workplace relations is a craft, where all members of the organisation adopt a unifying generic practical attitude of professionalism in line with the orgnisation's vision and mission as they go about operations, while leaving room for other essential matters of accomodation of styles, preferences, personalities to be flexible. However in many cases, the way in which an orgnisation runs has been held sway by a markedly few leaders for too long, such that their preferred manner of operations has constricted how the organisation is run, while simultaneously ingraining a conformed political mindset within employees of how to conduct themselves, with the sole aim of maintaining this constriction and nothing else.

I'll finish off this entry with a collection of my personal favourite abridged excerpts from the books, from which I got the inspiration to write my conclusion. The book is available in all bookshops and most branches of the National Library Board. Meanwhile I'd better start on watching the film version too.


In effect, Freud and Jung were contending to see which was the analyser, which the one anaylsed. What had once been a collaborative arrangement had collapsed into a situation in which only one of them could be the authority, only one the possessor of pyschoanalytic truth. Accordingly, each man now posed a special kind of psychological threat to the other, a kind of threat that was perhaps historically unprecedented. For not only was each man claiming to know the other better than he knew himself, but by that very act he was appropriating the other's right to his own identity as a psychoanalyst... The possibility of playing for such terrible, savage stakes was implicit in how psychoanalysis had evolved- without empirical checks or methodological safeguards, the right to discern the unconscious motives of another belonged to whoever was strong enough to seize it. Yet, paradoxically, the very nature of the psychoanalysis identity they were trying to wrest from each other demanded that they not indulge their fiercer passions any further. The identity of a psychoanalyst was a corporate one. If the two men wrecked institutional psychoanalysis with their different polemics, then neither would achieve the thing he was after.

"The Rest is Silence" pg. 434-5

Was pyschoanalysis a science, in which rival hypotheses were essential to a meaningful examination of the data? Or was it an art, in which case the original artist had the right to enforce to how his creation should best be completed? A case could have been made that the actual practice of psychoanalysis was neither an art nor a science, but a craft... indicated the practical attitude which the analyst should adopt toward basic phenomena...while they left more essential matters...completely hanging. Moreover, in such a conception of psychoanalysis, the theoretical and practical innovations of Freud, Jung and others would still have had their place as that which distinguished the craft of psychoanalytic psychotheraphy from other forms.

As brillant as it was, Jung's innovation stopped short of truly turning psychoanalysis from the path that it was on. For he was not arguing that different types of patients might require different modes of understanding and even different types of intervention, which would have been a truly clinical approach. Instead, he was arguing that different kinds of theorists produce different kinds of theories, Which was a different matter. The evolution of psychoanalysis theory had been under the sway of its two giants for so long that the primacy of the theorist over the patient continued to be inadvertently maintained even as the effort was being made to understand what was going on.

From "This History of the Psychoanalytic Movement" pg.443, 464

All this was not supposed to happen in psychoanalysis, for psychoanalysis was, it was said, a science. In science, neither the vision of the founder nor the counter-vision of the disciple is of any movement. this in a way is science's great consolation. What is established rest on replicatable experience, and though it may later be amended or even overthrowbn by yet more penetrating investigations, one does not have to worry about other issues, such as personal temperament or religious tradition. Indeed this wqas the great hope... perhaps finally one culd put all conjectures about man's essential nature on an empirical footing. Early in their association, both Freud and Jung counted on just this protection... their differences would work themselves out as data continued to come in. But the data came in, and things only got worse...the fact that Freud and Jung could ultimately arrive at two different schools of depth pyschology indicates that psychoanalysis, despite its claims, was not a science...The problem lay between the theory and the data; it lay in the method... whe the time came, he (Freud) found he could not even describe the rules for interpretation, let alone prove their scientific sturdiness. The use of scientific language did nothing to resolve Freud's methodological problems... The real tragedy of Freud and Jung is not that they failed to create a science... The real tragedy is what they did to pyschoanalysis as a clinical method. They allowed the interpretive range of psychoanalysis to be woefully constricted while simultaneously creating a political organisation that ensured this constriction would endure.

From "Afterword" pg. 508-511

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Word Play 11: Needs, Wants & Weight. Heavy...

Heavy... That's what a colleague and his wife remarked, observing all the barang I was lugging on my back, when I happened to meet them on the way to work this morning. I then joked that these "burdens" are nothing, as they are mere objects. It was the human baggage of relationships and emotions that strained me, causing me to protest in agony every now and then. I then made a snide joke, saying that if I threw my bags onto the floor, the items in it would at most be spoilt, but at least they would never retaliate. Now try moving my boss emotionally around like a bag, and even the slightest bruise on this Kate Spade would bring about unimaginable dire consequences... :p

Here I'll like to go into the concept of importance, aka "weight", while bringing in the concepts of needs and wants. Let's us examine the three below from dictionary.com.

Importance [noun] - great significance, mattering much, entitlement to more than ordinary consideration or notice, prominence, considerable influence or authority

Need [noun] - a requirement, necessary duty, or obligation; a lack of something wanted or deemed necessary; urgent want, as of something requisite; necessity arising from the circumstances of a situation or case; a situation or time of difficulty, exigency

Want [noun] - something wanted or needed, necessity; something desired, demanded, or required; absence or deficiency of something desirable or requisite, lack

The difference between needs and wants is a very fine line, indicated by urgency and necessity. When the want is something required for survival, it'll definitely fall into the needs category. Think of them as two overlapping circles in a Venn diagram. Simply put, some needs and wants are mutually inclusive, others are not.

Another colleague was just musing to me the other day that she was unable to grasp why the environment in our workplace operated in the way it did as a whole. I then postulated that the issue was rooted not so much in the difference between needs and wants, but what we define as "needs" and "wants", The method our workplace being more in accordance to the needs and wants of those with greater authority. The subjectivity of the issue lies with how each individual defines needs and wants, as they are often decided by the importance we place on them. Let me elaborate it using an example.

One person may value getting the latest Samantha Thavasa very much, while the slightest gravy stain on my Crumpler bag when eating mixed veg rice will cause me huge distress. In the market place, the absolute value of the Samantha Thavasa will far surpass that of the Crumpler, though in my private opinion, that may not even be the case, as it does not matter to me, namely meaning it is of not much importance to me. However, just because I view the Samantha Thavasa of lesser weight, does not necessarily invalidate its worth. Too bad that in real life, sometimes we do not always operate so objectively.

Things of importance are both good and bad, depending on the context. Without weight we'd all be floating around astronaut style. Though it may be an amusing novelty at first, try peeing without any gravity. However, too much weight will burden us and make us tired, draining us of our energy eventually. Just ask that famous maid carrying the backpack for the NS army boy...

Some bags, I've learnt to discard from my life along the way. Other bags, I cling onto them for dear life, like how cowardly I behaved when travelling on my first lone ranger trip to Hong Kong in March last year. Since then, many events have happened, leading me to throw away some wants, while persisting to clutch tightly some other things and ideals which I view as needs. These "Crumplers" of mine are what keeps me grounded daily, while yet being not too heavy such that I drag my feet to work every morning and home every evening. :)