The Greek Chorus Weighs In
You think I don't see what's happening?
Pardon me?
I said, 'Do you think I don't see what's happening?'
Nothing's happening. What are you talking about?
The dog! The fucking dog!
What dog?
The one in the last post. You think I can't smell change when it's in the air? Out with the old, in the the new? Dump the Greek Chorus and get yourself a fucking talking dog?
Whoa Nellie.
Don't call me Nellie. My name's Xerxes.
Really?
Really.
Well, sometimes change is good.
Good for you, maybe. Do you have any idea what our employment prospects are if you let me go?
No.
Well, we're one of the few Greek Choruses in existence, and there's not a lot of call for this sort of work. So they're shitty.
Go over to johnharbour.com. He's got a Greek Chorus.
Too late. All the slots are taken.
Even the sopranos?
Fuck you.
Look. We're downsizing to enhance shareholder value.
So you're firing us.
Yes.
And going with some sort of fakakta screenplay format when you need to step away from the formal narrative train.
That's the thinking.
And did you really just say the words "shareholder value"?
Yes. Although I understand that it's one of the great evils of the world.
I don't know what to say.
Me neither. I'm sorry.
Pardon me?
I said, 'Do you think I don't see what's happening?'
Nothing's happening. What are you talking about?
The dog! The fucking dog!
What dog?
The one in the last post. You think I can't smell change when it's in the air? Out with the old, in the the new? Dump the Greek Chorus and get yourself a fucking talking dog?
Whoa Nellie.
Don't call me Nellie. My name's Xerxes.
Really?
Really.
Well, sometimes change is good.
Good for you, maybe. Do you have any idea what our employment prospects are if you let me go?
No.
Well, we're one of the few Greek Choruses in existence, and there's not a lot of call for this sort of work. So they're shitty.
Go over to johnharbour.com. He's got a Greek Chorus.
Too late. All the slots are taken.
Even the sopranos?
Fuck you.
Look. We're downsizing to enhance shareholder value.
So you're firing us.
Yes.
And going with some sort of fakakta screenplay format when you need to step away from the formal narrative train.
That's the thinking.
And did you really just say the words "shareholder value"?
Yes. Although I understand that it's one of the great evils of the world.
I don't know what to say.
Me neither. I'm sorry.
INT. LIVING ROOM OF A SUITE AT THE FOUR SEASONS - EARLY EVENING.
The Artist sits on the sofa, drinking some cognac, reading The Goldfinch. The Dog, a Redbone Coonhound, is curled up next to him. Yo-Yo Ma plays the solo cello suites by Bach while a Christmas tree twinkles on one side of the room. A fire crackles on the opposite side.
THE DOG
That dude's a pantload. Man up. Stop whining. Shit happens.
THE ARTIST
He's really okay, once you get used to him.
So are his friends.
So are his friends.
THE DOG
I didn't like the smell of them.
The Dog barks.
THE ARTIST
Too late. They left.
Out the window it starts snowing. Under the cello you can hear the ringing of bells.
posted by Geoffrey at 12:24 PM
1 Comments:
Really poor excuse you gave your Greek Chorus. He called by the way. But the downsizing to increase shareholder value bit, especially since ever company says that this time of year, is becoming a cliche. Besides the GC guys don't eat or cost anything and yet the dog? Should have just given it to him straight; the script format eventually turns itself into a lovely paperback and dogs are much more friendly.
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