The Man with Kaleidoscope Eyes by Tim Lucas & Tim Lucas

Author:Tim Lucas & Tim Lucas
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Film, Hollywood, Film Producer
Publisher: PS Publishing
Published: 2022-07-14T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 9

OCTOBER 1966 (2)

“OH, JESUS. JESUS H. CHRIST.”

“Baby, are you crying?”

“I’ve got to tell him.”

“You mean right now?”

“My script? Which one?”

“The one you wrote for Roger Corman...The Trip...You’ve brought the French New Wave to the Pacific! You’ve put D.W. Griffith on mescalin!”

“I did? Well, won’t the folks back home be proud!...Film is a dying art form.”

“I say we kill it or cure it.”

It was early afternoon. When Frances buzzed him, Roger was seated at his desk, trying to make some headway through the local library’s copy of Alan W. Watts’ The Joyous Cosmology.

“Yes, Frances?”

“Roger, Peter Fonda’s here to...Oops, coming through!”

Peter burst into his office, all smiles, his lanky form approaching him with hand outstretched. Roger was taken aback, in a bracing sort of way. In the split-second before Peter spoke, Roger flashed back to the day of their first meeting, when Peter came in to talk about doing The Wild Angels—at the time, a script only partly written. He had arrived more or less in character, wearing denim, an Iron Cross, and a leather jacket studded with assorted anti-establishment buttons and patches. There was also a badge of some sort.

“What’s the badge for?” Roger had asked, hoping to break the ice.

Without missing a beat, Peter had said, “That gives me permission to piss on your tires.”

Then as now, the air around Peter Fonda was perpetually charged with drama, hazard, a heightened sense of quest, all of which he sought to discharge with a down-to-earth sense of humor aimed back at the whole crazy circus of life.

“Peter,” Roger opened, “what a nice surprise! I take it you’ve read the script?”

“I did,” he answered. “Did you?”

“Of course,” Roger smiled; a bit confused. “I commissioned it, I read it, I approved it and had it sent to you. You’re Paul Groves.”

“You read it, but...did you understand it? Or did it understand you?”

“I don’t understand what you’re asking.”

Peter leaned forward, earnestly. “Did you understand everything the script was putting forward, or did you just empathize with the character and his struggle?”

“In all honesty, perhaps the latter,” Roger admitted. “The details in the script, I suspect, are rooted in Jack’s personal experience, which is not exactly mine.”

Peter responded approvingly. “Groovy. That’s what I wanted to hear. You’re being on the level with me, and I’ve never known you to be anything else. But I was concerned that this material might be somewhat out of your depth. It’s one thing to follow the directions laid down in a script, going A to Z, but this script is a special case, a very special case. With this, you need to know how to get from A to 2, if you get my meaning. And if you can’t, because you are out of your element, then you’re fucked. You, me, the movie. We’re all fucked. This is not your ordinary script. Every busboy in town has one of those at home, sitting cold in a dark drawer. But this isn’t your usual Boy Meets Girl or Spaceman Lands on Earth bullshit.

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