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Wednesday, June 04, 2003

 

Few things are better than this. A corner office. Windows. Free and unlimited access to snacks, in addition to paid-for lunches. And a beloved song loading on the internet radio. See me got photograph of you and momma-momma-mommasan.

Story department day #3: my script. The meeting went well. Minimal notes. Dialogue tweaks and a new chip on the shoulder for the detective who's taking the lead in this episode. The rewrite should only take a couple of days, but I feel on hold. There have been discussions about casting Asian for the role, and while that wouldn't change the majority of the dialogue/action already in there, it does affect a couple of things. And no, I'm not thinking she should sound like that chunk of Straight to Hell above. I mean, this is a moot point anyway because her dad is going to be cut in the next draft (I don't mean he's off to see a moyle, I mean he's out), but at the moment, she plays white-trash, and her dad is a boozer, most likely on the dole. And, you know, I lived in the downtown eastside/chinatown for three years, and worked down there for another two after I moved to my current place, and I just never saw boozy, welfare-collecting, white-trash chinese dads. Which isn't to say they might not exist. Hell, I've never seen a baby crow.

I had some bullshit segment in the script about blunt force trauma and depth of bruising. But here's the thing...my DB (that's dead body in cop show lingo) gets it in the throat and dies from asphyxiation due to crushed windpipe. The ME realizes it's not accidental based on depth of bruising. However, would brusing even occur? Think about it. Bruises don't really turn up for a couple of days, and that's only because blood is still circulating. So if DB takes it in the throat and dies, that blood is going to pool rather than circulate, and unless it's pooling at his throat, the bruise wouldn't even have a chance to start. Even if it did pool at his throat, how could you distinguish between simple lividity and bruising? Our assistant production coordinator is trying to track down last year's coroner consultant so I can sort this out.

Which brings me back to the beginning. Few things are better than this.


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