Female Characters in Film

It’s fairly commonly understood that women get the shaft in the movie business.  As far as female characters go, they are underrepresented in that they have far fewer (at a 3:1 ratio) and generally much less interesting roles written for them than do men.  Many have raised this issue before, yet things don’t seem to be changing very fast, so I suppose I’ll add my voice to the din and hope it helps. 

Geena Davis wrote a great article “Two Easy Steps to Make Hollywood Less Sexist.”  As a writer, I find that the trick she mentions of simply swapping the genders of your already-written characters works scarily well, with a lot less tweaking than you might think, to create much more unique and compelling group of people for an audience to watch and get invested in.

Oh look!  Two fascinating female characters played by extremely talented women in Blue Jasmine.

Oh look!  Two fascinating female characters played by extremely talented women in Blue Jasmine.

Don’t get me wrong.  Like everyone else on the planet, I can certainly appreciate the beauty in the female form, but women and girls are capable of so much more than being pretty and thin.  I’m as put off by seeing them portrayed as helpless things to be alternately lusted after and saved from peril as I am of seeing men only capable of emoting a vague toughness through somber whispers.

I suppose I’m not a huge fan of shallow characters in general.   The brainless bombshell meant for the hero to rescue and copulate with in a stereotypical action movie interests me about as much as the assortment of sickeningly sweet and charming men the lead actress has the dilemma of choosing between in many a romantic comedy.  She is not really human; she exists only as a foil.

Writers and movie makers, give me characters who think critically, give me human beings with a healthy set of neuroses and imperfections to counterbalance their qualities, give me people I haven’t seen before, give me people who surprise me, and make more of them women: women villains, women heroes, women over 35 who aren’t mothers, large women, small women, women of many different skin colors and points of view, interesting women, more women, and more women. 

I will always strive do the same.  In Rolling with Virgil, my favorite character to write was Miss Cupcakes.  Don't let the name fool you; there's a reason for it.  She's a fiercely intelligent, if disturbed Latina woman.  She's passionate and capable of great love and violence, but also great tenderness.  I can't wait to cast her!

Let’s smash that stubborn 3:1 ratio out of existence.  To put it in frat house terms, nobody likes a sausage party.

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The Story of Rolling with Virgil

In a nutshell, and without giving too much away, this story is about Virgil’s pursuit of Love.

April and Virgil, before they meet

April and Virgil, before they meet

After escaping an abusive relationship with Miss Cupcakes, Virgil continues to struggle in his search until he stumbles across April, almost quite literally the girl of his dreams.  She has no idea he exists, and he, being low on self-esteem at the time, doesn’t have the nerve to approach her.  He spends the next couple of months following her obsessively, somewhat a cross between a stalker and guardian angel, until either luck or destiny cause them to meet.  The mutual attraction is everything he could have hoped it would be, and they hit it off immediately.

Virgil and April only have time to explore their Love-at-first-sight for one incredible day-long date, because Miss Cupcakes, who it turns out is also on the obsessive side and has a capacity for stalking, kidnaps him and makes the long drive, with Virgil in the trunk, to her childhood home in Belize, where she keeps him captive with the ultimate aim of winning him back.  Meanwhile, back in New York, a very upset and abandoned April meets Ferdinand.

This is about a third of the way into the story, and this is where I leave it for now, not wanting to spoil any more of the twists and turns for you.  Suffice it to say that poor Virgil goes through quite a lot in his efforts to make it back to New York and to his Love.  The question is, is that where his true love resides, and will it still be there waiting for him if and when he returns?

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The Characters of Rolling with Virgil

The 5 main characters:

Virgil – late 20s – He’s a romantic idealist with a weakness for dancers, stuck in a cubicle by day, knocked around by past relationships, but still holding out hope in the search for true love, or at least his idea of it. One day he finds it in April. 

April – late 20s - early 30s – She is passionate about dancing, but not able to make a living out of it, and has become resigned to her day job as a Wall Street assistant. She is a bright energy, independent and strong, yet playful, with a deep desire for something more meaningful. 

Miss Cupcakes – mid 20s, Latina – Born in Belize and an exotic dancer by trade, she’s fiery. She is very possessive and domineering both sexually and emotionally, but capable of falling deeply in love. She discovers this capacity for love, even obsession, early on in the film when Virgil breaks up with her, and she takes drastic action.

Ferdinand – mid 30s - early 40s – He is a self-made and humble man of the world, raised in Argentina, and he’s become a wildly successful fashion designer. He is worldly and educated but still lonely beneath it all. Ferdinand falls for April as well. 

Zee – elder gentleman 60+ – Inspired by the Elder Zosima from Dostoevsky’sThe Brothers Karamazov, he is a wise and caring lover of mankind, a priest who doesn’t actually believe in God but lives to help people, and so joined the clergy for the automatic credibility it affords him. He is very well-read and awkwardly formal in the way he speaks and interacts with people. Zee encounters Virgil at the darkest hour in his journey and troubles.

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Bob Hoskins

I just found out that Bob Hoskins has passed away. Even with all the tragic deaths in the industry of late, this one stands out for me.  It hurts a little more.  What a lovely man.  I know he was brilliant in many things, but being from my generation (born after 1980), I will always be nostalgic toward a few certain roles of his:  

To Smee, the greedy but friendly coward; to Eddie Valiant, the tortured cop who associated with rabbits and deserved his surname; to Spoor, the obnoxious and terrifying A/C repairman; thank you for your contribution to my childhood.

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Conrad Shaw - Writer/Actor/Filmmaker/Smiler

Conrad Shaw - Writer/Actor/Filmmaker/Smiler

Hi everybody! This is your film's writer and blogger, Conrad Shaw, signing in.  Here begin my somewhat regular entries.  How about a basic intro for starters?

Raised in Colorado and at one time a mechanical engineer, I’m now a full-fledged NYC actor/screenwriter/filmmaker.  I love sports (competing rather than watching), music, and movies, among many other things.  I seem to often find myself engaged in inanely semantical argument, and I can do the splits, mostly due to a childhood idolization of all things Van Damme. 

This project, Rolling with Virgil, came to me in a moment of inspiration about a year and a half ago and has consumed me ever since.  I had attempted a bit of screenwriting before, but had abandoned those efforts as self-serving therapy writings and not worthy of someone else’s attention.  Here, with something so collaborative and creative, in which I was really interpreting another form of art (the music of The Dirty Urchins), I found myself unendingly rewarded and enthralled by the process of telling this story of Virgil, the hapless romantic, through song and action.

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