CS: Are there any aspects of the way you structured the mythos of Battlestar that you might have done differently with hindsight?
RM: We wouldn't have had Boxy. The intent was that you had Boomer and you had Tyrol and Boxy as a sort of nuclear family going into the series. We tried to work him into episodes, but the character wasn't organic to our show. He was an idea that started and then stopped. We weren't even invested enough in him to kill him -- it seemed gratuitous just to kill him. Even for me.
We weren't going to deal with the fact that Boomer's a Cylon for a long time. We'd have these three forming a family. When I was writing "Water," the second episode, I said, "And she starts realizing she's a Cylon."
If we'd know that, we probably would have set her up differently in the miniseries.
We wouldn’t have thought certain things about the series that turned out not to be true. For example we intended to go to other ships in the fleet. We were going to go out to the fleet -- to the hospital ship, the prison ship, we were going to track a serial killer through the fleet. That was part of the sales pitch for the series. It's not just claustrophobic aboard this aircraft carrier and Colonial One.
That turned out not to be practical. The prison ship with Tom Zarek destroyed our budget. It was so far over pattern we had to make major cuts in the next five episode. So we realized we had to put all the action aboard Galactica and Colonial One. The series pivoted at that point and became very much about the characters on those two ships. And that meant that stories had to be about the overall story arc. Had we been able to go find stories on the other ships, maybe we could have gone another season or two. You would have had more shows not about the mythos. Instead we had to put the key cast in the heart of the action all the time, and that meant you had to go to the main story.
So we wouldn't have gone to the prison ship so early, to start that language of going to other ships.
We probably would have yanked Lee out of the flight suit sooner. Laura Roslin didn't really have anyone to complement her in the political world. It would have been good and useful to have him in conflict with her; we could have told stories more easily.
CS: Do you feel the DVD market has changed how writers write TV?
RM: It’s changed the audience consumes TV. And it’s probably given writers like myself a sense of “they’ll watch it on the DVD, that's where it will live forever. That's the real version." So when the cut comes in twenty minutes over, I'm thinking, "I've got to cut this thing down, but the real episode will be on DVD.
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Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Linkslutting Alex's Chat With Ronald D. Moore
Monday, June 15, 2009
Alex Essays Ron Moore From Banff
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Shmanff
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Guest Post: Banff 2009: For those left behind…
[Reader Advisory: The following post contains references of an Inside Baseball nature. The references could be medically harmful and are not necessarily healthy, safe, or suggested.]
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We are the many, the not chosen.
Whether it’s because we’re too busy, too broke, or the Friday Night Lights spec in our Global Writers Apprentice application just didn’t reach John Callaghan-esque levels of raw humanity, the result is the same:
We are not going to Banff this year.
We will not see the mountain dawn. We will not breathe the mountain air. We will not walk the mountain sidewalks.
We will not enjoy the meditative calm of waiting twenty-five minutes to take a four-minute cab ride. Twice a day.
We will not listen eagerly as U.S. showrunners, brave-faced in these hard times, share their secrets for making a decent episode for only two million dollars.
We will not gape at the cavernous beauty of the Van Horne Delegate Lounge, wishing we’d been way, way more specific about where we’d meet our ten o’clock.
We will not get to make that little “meep” sound when someone casually spoils the finale of the series we’re secretly a season behind on.
We will not taste the delicious awkwardness of having Lunch With A Decision Maker, peopled by 1) a bleary-eyed exec, 2) a guy who’s annoyed he didn’t get a seat with an American decision maker, and 3) and actor in full costume, mumbling the lines to her “Sex and the City in the olden days” pitch.
We will not feel the sting of shame when we hear ourselves try too hard to sound worldly: “ABC? Which one?”
We will not savour the secret that our “big meeting” at 5:30 is actually a yummy nap and some Maury.
We will not gather every night at the St. James Gate, we will not breathe its beery air, we will not brag and glad-hand amid the clamour of obscure TV references. Mutey the Mailman. Robot Santa. After M.A.S.H.
We will not feel the heart clogging ache that only comes from eating Alberta Beef four meals a day, a sensation the locals call “aortal sex.”
We will not get the satisfaction of crashing the Oasis/Blueprint party by arriving late and telling security, "I'm Tecca's ride."
We will not drag our tired, partied-out bodies into Wednesday’s 9am session on “Maximizing Ancillary Revenue Streams,” but then again, neither will anyone in Banff.
No, we will be staying home. And when those who went return, with their stories of meals and deals in Beautiful Banff, where the mountains touch the sky and the streets were named by babies, what will we do?
We will lie, and say we missed them.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Banffed Again
I'm on my way to Banff for the TV festival, and participation in the Canwest Showrunner Training Program. I can't promise that I'll have a whole lot of coverage up -- the sessions of the training program are screens-down-in-camera-just-between-us-chickens sorts of things, and my schedule is so packed that I won't have a lot of free blogging time.
Oh, yeah, and there's that little more than full time job that I still have to do while I'm there, too.
I get to do a rewrite on my eight hour St. John's to Calgary flight. Should be fun.
Anyway, if you see me in Banff, come say hi. I'll be the tree with glasses and a hat.