Thursday, November 3
Tuesday afternoon, my sister, mom, and I went to the Footloose remake. Just for the record, I resisted this at first. There are some movies that just don't need to be remade. Footloose is one of those. Or so I thought. And then I saw it.
To start off, I just want to confess, I loved the new Footloose. I think it might be one of the best remakes I've seen in a long time. Seeing as Parent Trap is another one, I'm totally crediting Dennis Quaid. Let's admit it, he makes a way hotter father-figure than John Lithgow.
But that wasn't the only improvement. Yes. Improvement.
That's why the remake worked. It took a great story, tweaked it, and improved it.
In the new version, the car wreck that shocks the population of Bomont is shown at the beginning so the viewer feels the horror and devastation of the small town. Ren's uncle is supportive and almost encouraging of Ren. And Ren's mother died after a luekemia battle which gives Ren substance and a connective thread to the Reverend who lost his son.
These changes while minor on the surface--most of the key scenes remained; Willard still can't dance and learns to a new version of Let's Hear It For the Boy, sneaking out of town to dance at a country bar that doesn't seem to card obvious minors, and Ren quoting the Bible at a town council meeting--were just what the script doctor ordered.
I've been going through beta comments on my novel and reworking the things that didn't pan out and rewriting scenes--particularly those close to the end. I've come to realize that I just had to cut loose and look at it with new eyes. And I'm hoping those edits--deleting a Challenge scene, adding a new scene, cutting back a character, and plumping up the end reveal--will take a good story and turn it into a great story. A sale-able story.
Nano count: 1870: two days, not enough but on my way.