Shirley Valentine Extra Scene Joe and Shirley are sitting by the sea sipping wine and the waves are lapping at their feet. There is an uptight atmosphere as the sun begins to set. Joe I think you should come home strait away Shirley. I feel that you are not the same woman you have your head up in the clouds. Shirley I may have my head up in the clouds Joe but I’m happy high in the sky, I’m no longer that boring woman who spent all day looking after her husband I’m Shirley Valentine again. As the sun begins to set the camera pulls up to reveal a shadowed figure walking down Mykanos bay. As the shadowed figure gets closer, we are able to see it is Costas. Shirley looks up and tries to divert Joe. Shirley Come on Joe let me show you the sites you know you and me together. We could go see the windmills up on the hill or go see the small bay on the other side of the island. Joe You’re a bloody loon Shirley you aint changed one bit. It’s eight o’ clock at night. Shirley I know but wouldn’t it be romantic you and me under the stars sipping a carafe of wine together. Joe No it would not Shirley I have traveled all this way to find you and it’s a Thursday so I want me tea now. Because its Thursday I want me usual steak and chips, don’t think you have got away with it just because your in some backwards country, don’t forget your vows Shirley Bradshaw when you married me you agreed to look after me in sickness and in health and if you don’t look after me I will be sick! Costas comes into view and he begins to talk to Shirley. Costas Err... Hello Shirley I is sorry I find out just now my aunt is not sick in Athens she is very well in fact so I thought I should come find you, to tell you the good news.
Me, Earl and the Dying Girl started off in the most boring way possible. Narration and a dolly in on Greg, played by Thomas Mann, typing on his computer. These days I’ve been paying particular attention on the very first 10 minutes of a film. Does it grab me? Do I get so deep into the story that I don’t want out? Am I totally mesmerized? The first minutes of this film was none of the above. How boring to start off with narration. Films are supposed to be action heavy. An Auteur tells a story with pictures not words. And this one started off with nothing but words, then backed up those words with type on a computer screen. How lame can you get.
together. In this part of the scene there are a lot of images of love.
Noted by Darryl Hattenhauer, Shirley Jackson, an American gothic author, "ranked among America's most highly regarded fiction writers" during the "1940s, 1950s, and 1960s" (1). Jackson argued that “a good story must engage its reader, persuade him that he wants to belong in the story for as long as it lasts,” and if the author fails to provide such experience then they can consider their work a failure (Hall 113). The idea of authors providing an experience of enjoyment by involving them in the story, made Jackson a successful writer. She also believed that if an author is asked where their ideas come from they would simply “find [themselves] telling over, in some detail, the story of [their] life”, another reason why Jackson was a great writer (Hall 117). Jackson’s continuous refusal to agree with her mother’s beliefs about how women should portray themselves, repeated struggle against depression, and life as a wife/mother, influenced many of her stories.
Shirley Valentine, a story about a middle-aged house-wife whose life couldn’t be more mundane; she has no one but the wall to talk to. Shirley Valentine, written by Willy Russell, is one of his most famous screenplays. This essay will look at how Russell invites the audience to sympathise with Shirley through his use of language, ideas and themes, the effects of dramatic devices and characters in the play.
She’s a busy girl. Her average weekday consists of going to school, then going to bowling, show choir, and then doing homework. Friday night she would be at the Aquinas
A common human behavior due to illusory superiority is to overestimate skill, capability or perception of oneself in comparison to others or underestimate it. Alice Walker, a black woman herself, and a partaker of feminist and anti-racist activism creates a scenario that nearly every person from any cultural background can identify with. Miss Millie in The Color Purple has internalized racism and refuses to acknowledge it, maintaining that she is “less racist” than the “other white people”. While viewing herself as superior among blacks and whites, Miss Millie remains in denial about her subtle racism. She is unaware of the fact that her comments are insults rather than the compliments she assumes them to be. This disconnect fuels Sofia’s response,
I could stroll around the city. I might visit the art museum then had a
“Relax, sir.” She took a long pause. “Oh Ms. Monticello, she is in the ICU, that’s on the fifth floor. You can wait for her up there but she can’t have visitors yet. I’ll notify the doctor you are here. You’re the boyfriend right?” She seemed way too friendly to deal with people in my situation.
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The second thing we would do is go to Jordan's house. I would go to his house because so I can meet his family and friends that he has and I
Shirley's Changes in the Course of Shirley Valentine by Willy Russell "Shirley Valentine" was primarily written as a monologue to express the emotions of a bored middle-aged housewife. The monologue was originally performed by the actress Pauline Collins. The monologue was adapted by Willy Russell and converted into a screenplay. Willy Russell kept most of the original devices such as the voiceovers and the flashbacks to narrate the story. Furthermore he added other character to the screenplay.
on the beach, we have lunch, a play in the sand and even ice creams
ready for bad news as she knows Antony has been away in Rome away on
should eat at a nice restaurant and then go to the zoo where we could eat