Hi Guys,
As part of an online course I'm taking part in, one of the projects is Adaptation. I've chosen to adapt a poem from the Spoon River Anthology- Edgar Lee Masters. The film is a short (aiming for approx. 8 minutes running time). I would very much appreciate it if anyone could give me some feedback. This is my first screenplay.
Thanks in advance.
This is the link to the screenplay. I've also posted the poem below...
https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B2zxhKHuRr6DcFYtajZwdzlVLVU/edit?usp=sharing
ANER CLUTE
OVER and over they used to ask me,
While buying the wine or the beer,
In Peoria first, and later in Chicago,
Denver, Frisco, New York, wherever I lived,
How I happened to lead the life,
And what was the start of it.
Well, I told them a silk dress,
And a promise of marriage from a rich man—
(It was Lucius Atherton).
But that was not really it at all.
Suppose a boy steals an apple
From the tray at the grocery store,
And they all begin to call him a thief,
The editor, minister, judge, and all the people—
“A thief,” “a thief,” “a thief,” wherever he goes.
And he can’t get work, and he can’t get bread
Without stealing it, why the boy will steal.
It’s the way the people regard the theft of the apple
That makes the boy what he is.
As part of an online course I'm taking part in, one of the projects is Adaptation. I've chosen to adapt a poem from the Spoon River Anthology- Edgar Lee Masters. The film is a short (aiming for approx. 8 minutes running time). I would very much appreciate it if anyone could give me some feedback. This is my first screenplay.
Thanks in advance.
This is the link to the screenplay. I've also posted the poem below...
https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B2zxhKHuRr6DcFYtajZwdzlVLVU/edit?usp=sharing
ANER CLUTE
OVER and over they used to ask me,
While buying the wine or the beer,
In Peoria first, and later in Chicago,
Denver, Frisco, New York, wherever I lived,
How I happened to lead the life,
And what was the start of it.
Well, I told them a silk dress,
And a promise of marriage from a rich man—
(It was Lucius Atherton).
But that was not really it at all.
Suppose a boy steals an apple
From the tray at the grocery store,
And they all begin to call him a thief,
The editor, minister, judge, and all the people—
“A thief,” “a thief,” “a thief,” wherever he goes.
And he can’t get work, and he can’t get bread
Without stealing it, why the boy will steal.
It’s the way the people regard the theft of the apple
That makes the boy what he is.
