The other night I was watching a TV programme about murder in fiction; it was good except for one annoying aspect. The presenter talked about melodrama but insisted on pronouncing it “mellow drama”. As if the sinister was fine. Like: “Hey man, let’s do a murder.”
“Mellow drama”
It spoiled the effect really.
“Mellow drama” – stop saying it like that! The Victorian crime scene depicted on-screen suddenly lost all of its haunting black&white magic of bare brick streets bathed in expressionistic shadows – the swirling London smog more likely to be just a marijuana haze. In the dark back street, two costumed innocents stumbled across a body.
‘Dude, someone’s dead.’
‘They are? Far out.’
Who did the police suspect? Everyone. No, I’m not being paranoid. Crackers. I’ve just eaten a whole tub of humous. I need more. What were we talking about? Oh look, ants.
“Mellow drama,” Oh, man! This is crazy Victorian shit cut with a sixties vibe.
Who could have committed such a despicable crime? The police were in two minds which was a massive clue. They arrested Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde-the-drugs. Except he got off on a technicality as his defence successfully argued he was suffering from a spliff personality. Jekyll, or Hyde, whoever, should been hanged but instead they got stoned.
I rest my case. It’s tired.
So am I.
That’s definitely enough mellow drama for one day.
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Oh wow, you’re really good. No wonder you’re winning awards. You made me laugh, few writers can achieve that.
Cheers,
Martin
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Thanks Martin.