If movies are story, and they are, then screenplays are structure. -- William Goldman
You may have heard by now that this year's indie sleeper Slumdog Millionaire is being considered a dark horse Oscar contender for Best Picture. You might think such buzz is due to the exotic factor (Bollywood-color drama and romance in the slums of India!), that it's a Danny Boyle movie (Trainspotting, 28 Days), or that it's got that ridiculously gorgeous woman in it (Freida Pinto). All of these elements do contribute to what makes the movie such a wild and satisfying ride, but -- please don't throw things at the story analyst -- I think the movie works on account of its structure.
Structure is the biggest old bugaboo in screenwriting circles. Reams have been written about this aspect of the craft, which is as misunderstood and misused as it's slavishly adhered to. I'm presently teaching a screenwriting class where the students are busily banging their heads against the specter of structure, as they work out the big beats of their plot en route to a viable outline of their movie. And they'd be the first to tell you that this is the opposite of fun.
Often the cry of the newbie screenwriter, knee-deep in such a painful process, is why?! Why is it so infernally important that one have the structure of a story locked in, before one starts to write actual scenes in earnest? Why not just... y'know, have fun with the thing? Write and make discoveries, figuring out what works and doesn't work on the fly?
I'm all for all of that. But Slumdog answers that"why" in a way that no amount of theorizing could. It's a vivid demonstration of why sooner than later, deciding on a structure and committing to it is the best thing a screenwriter can do.
Here's what you learn in the opening of the movie (what follows is no spoiler, since far more of the plot has already been spilled in Slumdog's glowing reviews):
Eighteen-year-old Dev Patel has reached the last stage of India's Who Wants To Be A Millionaire? TV show. He's on the verge of hearing and answering the final question in front of millions of viewers. But Dev is merely a go-fer at a Mumbai telemarketing center, an uneducated "slumdog" who couldn't -- shouldn't -- be educated enough to have gotten this far. And so, suspected of cheating, he's imprisoned and interrogated, even tortured, by the local police. What Dev eventually explains is that each correct answer he's given on the show came from some fairly grim experience he had, growing up the hard way on the streets of Mumbai. Such as... And we're into our first flashback.
How brilliant a construct? Let's see. As my writer-director friend Bob Dolman (Far and Away, How to Eat Fried Worms) puts it, any story is only as good as the predicament its protagonist is in. It's only when your character is between a powerful rock and an equally compelling hard place that an audience sits up and takes notice.
So: I'd like to tell you the story of what it's like to grow up dirt-poor in Mumbai. Here's where I was born, and here are my parents, and here's the kids I used to play with, and...
Bo-ring!
How about instead, I put you in the epicenter of perhaps the most important moment of my life -- when I'm poised on the brink of becoming a millionaire... or after coming all this way, losing the huge sum I've already won, and leaving as poor as I've always been?
Now you've got our attention.
And how about we add in the threat of my being strung up and having electrical wires attached to some sensitive body parts... and perhaps being locked in prison for the rest of my days, if I can't prove my innocence?
We're listening.
Now, wouldn't you like to know what I went through as a kid, to learn the answer to the first question I got right on this show? It was pretty awful.
Go on.
And how about, with each story-about-how-I-learned-an-answer, I tell you about my best friend and the girl I fell in love with, and how she came between us... and I spin that decades-spanning tale (it's got guns, betrayal and even the Taj Mahal in it) right up to the present moment, where friend and girl and I all hang in the balance of: what happens next?
Dude! Where's it playing and what time's the next show?
Since I'm not familiar with the source material, a novel called Q & A written by Vikas Swarup, I can't tell you how much of this concept is Swarup and how much is director Boyle and screenwriter Simon Beaudroy (who also wrote an involving little pic called The Full Monty). But I would wager that Swarup didn't start out, first and foremost, with a burning desire to tell a story about a quiz show.
No, he probably had a passionate investment in a story about two best friends growing up on the streets of Mumbai. In fact, judging by some on-screen evidence, he might've been interested in telling a modern-day version of The Three Musketeers (with a little Oliver Twist thrown in). But my point is, how did that story end up riveting millions of butts in their seats?
Structure.
It helps that Boyle is a director of ceaseless energy and visual invention. But this time his considerable talents are brought to bear on a story that just -- keeps -- coming. Each flashback is a story in itself, with its own rising arc and tensions. And each time we come back to a present that's increasingly more meaningful and suspenseful.
Plus you get an all-singing, all-dancing kickass Bollywood musical number.
As to the consummate why? of structure, here's my final answer: structure is the skeleton you hang your story on, and if you build it right, just about any image you want to show us -- say, from a kid literally covered in outhouse manure to a haunted beauty caught alone in the monsoon rain -- will compel our attention.
Slumdog Millionaire even has a neat thematic subtext to play out, about how disparate, seemingly random events that felt like pure chaos when you lived them can actually sum up The Story of You. But it wouldn't have been such an indelibly memorable movie-to-see, if it wasn't told in such a canny, crafty manner.
Structure, structure, structure.
Would never throw things at this story analyst. We LOVE our story analyst.
Great job breaking "Slumdog Millionaire" into its working parts. Sometimes when you see a good movie that's hard to do, but you do it so well. You're just like a vintage bottle of wine, Billy. You're work gets better over time!
- E.C. Henry from Bonney Lake, WA
Posted by: E.C. Henry | December 08, 2008 at 05:40 AM
Hello Billy,
I think what is so confusing for emerging writers to grasp is the idea that the 'the skeleton you hang your story on' statement MUST be accompanied by the idea of Plot representing the Muscles, and Character, the flesh and blood - for us to have a living, breathing, thriving story.
Structure (and it's skeleton euphemism) must be presented as following the creation of the story's Spine first.
Slumdog opens in Montreal this Friday.
Posted by: Racicot | December 08, 2008 at 07:49 AM
I've just been reviewing the importance of structure in a series of posts over on my blog as well.
Slumdog Millionaire certainly answers the question 'what's at stake?' loud and clear.
Posted by: stephanie | December 08, 2008 at 11:06 AM
You're right. You're so right.
But I still hate outlines with a fiery passion.
Posted by: j | December 10, 2008 at 08:40 AM
You're spot on...the structure of Slumdog was perfect. When the credits rolled, my first thought was what a great way to tell this story. Kind of makes you laugh in the faces of the so-called screenwriting gurus who say "Don't use flashbacks."
One error in your post - the best friend you refer to was actually his brother. Which makes the story (especially the ending) even more profound.
Posted by: The Cinema Cynic | December 12, 2008 at 10:18 AM
E.C. My head is getting bigger... BIGGER... look out!!!
Racicot: Totally agree. Be curious to hear your SLUMDOG viewing response.
Stephanie: Does it ever!
j: We all do!!! But alas, it must be done.
Cinema Cynic: I was heartened to read in the "Shooting Script of" book that Danny Boyle touts "the architecture" of the script.
And thanks for the correction.
Posted by: mernitman | December 15, 2008 at 11:17 AM
the question i always have in these situations, which was partially answered by your last comment, is how much of the structure was determined by the script - and how much of it resulted in the shooting and post-production processes.
listening to the commentary track for 'the usual suspects,' it's clear that much of the structure of that film was created by the editor - even going so far as to write voice-overs to make sections connect.
as terry rossio says at wordplayer, you can never judge a screenplay by the film made from it.
Posted by: christopher | December 18, 2008 at 02:35 PM
I was always bothered by the chronological order of the questions and his life. Those coincidences spoiled story for me.
I am, however, mollified by your general reasoning about the structure. It is similar (atleast in my mind) to a who-done-it structure, with each suspected character having their own storyline as it relates to the victim, and the main plot of solving the murder for the victim be the connector of all these stories. Much like the gameshow was the connector for the protagonist's life.
I like the comment about the character caught between a rock and a hard place getting us rivetted.
I was thinking about how I would approach a story of my Jamaican childhood...
Posted by: JamminGirl | January 23, 2009 at 09:33 AM
Christopher: Yup, there's always "enormous changes at the last minute." I do think for the large part, the structure of SLUMDOG -- if we trust the published screenplay -- was there on the page.
JamminGirl: It is very much like a whodunit! And even if it suggests an entirely different approach to you, SLUMDOG's structure evidently is inspirational, in terms of organizing autobiographical material...
Posted by: mernitman | January 24, 2009 at 01:51 PM