The Thin Red Line (Of Ink)
I do. I always have. I’m the sparrow picking loose threads from your sweater. I’m the knocker goblin deep in the tunnel, tapping the wall and listening for hollow spaces. I am the writing on the wall, the whisper in the classroom.
…
No, wait, that’s Candyman. But the sparrow and the goblin, those are still me.
I turn my critical eye toward everything. I turn it toward books I’m reading, movies I’m watching, games I’m playing. I turn it towards people I know, and people I don’t know. A cloud floats across the sky, and I’ll compare and critique. “It’s not as nice as that other cloud. Could be fluffier. That cloud over there is more the Platonic ideal of clouds. This cloud here? I give it a C+, and that’s generous.”
This is not always the most pleasant way to live.
That being said, given my profession, it’s useful. (See, I’m writing this post to either falsely justify my critical eye, or to encourage you to be more critical in your day-to-day. I’ll leave it to you to decide how it ends up.)
It’s useful because, as a Person Who Creates Shit, standards are important. I see the way something plays out, some element of a pop culture property I’m digesting, and I say, “That could’ve been cooler.” By identifying how it could’ve been cooler, now I know not to fall into that trap. If I’m going to write a hostage scene or a love scene or a scene where a man is attacked by cannibalistic mailmen, I have a big bag of Don’ts I can upend on the table and pick through to make sure I’m trying to do something cooler than what has come before.
The downside, of course, is that it’s hard for me to simply bliss out and enjoy something. The filters do not fall away easily. The upside to this downside is that when I do finally realize that my filters are off and I’m simply absorbing Raw Awesome into my brainstream, I know that I’m digesting a very special experience, that the book (or film, or game, or show, or blog posting, or business card, or diner menu) is the cat’s knees and the bee’s pajamas. It has taken me over, which means it’s worth another look from the sunny side of the street.
My critical eye has evolved over time. For the better, I think. I’ve folded two — well, let’s just call them “subroutines — into my critical examinations of things.
One. Critical Dissection Means Sifting For Gold
You can’t always pan for lead. If all you look for is scrap and junk, all you’ll find is scrap and junk. Very few things in this world are All Good or All Bad. My brain used to be tuned more to find the All Bad. That sucks, this sucks, I hate this, this makes me angry, ooooh, vitriol.
But, in life and work, you have to somewhere start seeing the good alongside the bad, and taking in the positive lessons alongside the negative ones. Everything isn’t a caution sign on a slippery floor. If you’re a creator, you need to know how to see what doesn’t work about a property, but you also have to have positive elements to hold up to the light, too. “The dialogue is weak, but the pacing is strong. What makes the dialogue weak? How could I mimic this pacing, or improve upon it?”
It works outside of the creative process, too. Buying a house? Making friends or maintaining relationships? Going on vacation? You can’t just sit there, full of hate. You have to find the good stuff, too, so you know how to keep maximizing the positive. This might sound like settling. It is. It absolutely is. Life is about settling. Life is about compromise. (I always found it interesting that the word “compromise” has a two-faced connotation. On one hand, the act of compromise sounds good. On the other hand, being compromised or compromising yourself sounds shitty.)
Look for both the good and the bad. That is the road to self-improvement of your work and your life.
Two. A Duck Is Not A Dog; A Dog Is Not A Duck.
Criticisms must be reasonable. Standards and subjectivity remain firmly in play. This was another thing I had to learn, but maybe it came with a slow-simmering maturity, or maybe I fell down a set of steps and jarred some Jerk Molecule loose in my brain.
It is not meaningful to hold up a duck and criticize it for not being a dog.
You don’t hold up a McDonald’s hamburger and compare it with a meal at an expensive French bistro.
This doesn’t mean you have to like all things equally. You don’t have to give a shit about ducks. You don’t have to eat or enjoy McDonald’s hamburgers. I love ducks, both as a cute bird and as a delicious snack. I have a nostalgic thing for McDonald’s hamburgers, but I don’t like them, I don’t think they’re healthy, and I don’t eat them. I’m not speaking about preferences, I’m speaking about the act of critical thinking, about how you dissect something and what you do with its constituent parts.
Critical elements exist along lines, and it’s important to remain along those lines if you want apples to apples. In comparing overall qualities, I don’t know that I’d find much success in comparing Star Wars to In The Bedroom. If I did, I’d probably end up saying that Star Wars fails as an interpersonal relationship drama, and that In The Bedroom doesn’t have nearly enough X-Wings. You can say that. But what value did you get from it?
That being said, you can find threads to compare between disparate properties. You might compare Star Wars and The Magnificent Seven. Both are in different genres and come from different eras, but you could rock the compare-and-contrast along proper lines: both have Kurasawa as inspiration, so there you’ve found an apple to an apple (or a dog to a dog rather than a duck to a dog).
The point being, to be successful, you sometimes need to apply the critical thinking process to your critical thinking process.
Which Leads Us To Dan Brown
You knew we were going here, didn’t you? You had to. C’mon.
People really hate this guy. The bile reserved for him is almost staggering.
Why is that, exactly?
Well, on one hand, it’s sour grapes. He’s a huge success, he has an ass for a chin, how dare he, what an untalented prick, I secretly would murder my mother to have his money and his success.
From a critical thinking perspective, I think the problem is that most people aren’t willing to get past those two lessons I laid out above.
First, as regards his fiction, they pan for lead instead of gold.
And second, they hold up his work and compare it (a duck) unreasonably to other works (dogs).
Latter point first. Dan Brown has written a popcorn thriller. Do you read popcorn thrillers? Do you read Sidney Sheldon? Dean Koontz? Robert Ludlum? All popular authors with popular books. Please believe me when I tell you: some of the works by these authors are pretty clunky. The prose isn’t always graceful. Sometimes, it’s downright leaden. That’s par for the genre, though, for better or for worse. People tear down Dan Brown because his prose is inelegant? He’s not the first, and he’s not going to be the last, especially within his genre. This article gets nit-picky. Yeah, some of the examples remain surprising that they got past an editor (and knock Brown all you want — they got past the editor), and they’re worth raising a lofty eyebrow. Some of the examples, though, c’mon. They claim that this — “Physicist Leonardo Vetra smelled burning flesh, and he knew it was his own.” — is a formulaic opening sentence. I guess maybe. It’s also one that actually makes me want to read that chapter. For popular entertainment, for a a bubblegum thriller? That’s a great opener! Holy shit, a dude’s skin is cooking? And he knows it? Why? What the hell is going on here? I’m going to keep reading.
First point, last. Dan Brown has written some books that are now immensely popular. Does “popular” translate to “quality?” No. Hell no. But it does mean that within his work lies something, something that people respond to. Pan for gold. Find out what it is. That’s your job as a writer. Not necessarily to emulate, but to understand the craft, the business, the audience. What is Dan Brown doing right? It’s easy to say what he’s doing wrong. It’s even easier to mock him like an asshole. But the hard part — the part that will separate the craftsmen from the critics — is finding the gold nuggets within the scree and mud. It may not be his prose, but it’s some element of storytelling, some popular convention or escapist trend, some piece of the puzzle.
You don’t have to like his work. I’m not saying you do. I’m simply suggesting that Dan Brown is a good case for how to exercise your Best Practices when it comes to critical thinking.
Guy’s sold millions of copies of his books. It’s easy for you to think of those millions of people who bought and enjoyed his books as being idiots. If that’s comfortable for you, do so. Me, I’m not willing to write off millions of people — rather, millions of people who are my potential audience.
To quote J.C. Hutchins, a talented writer and one who seems to be an all-around cool dude, “Unapologetically digging the hell out of the new Dan Brown novel.” It’s also worth reading and enjoying Wood’s poem about this, “Dan and Me,” which is good stuff from start to finish.
Oh, and I thought the Da Vinci Code was all right. I didn’t hate it. Maybe I’m an idiot.
I’m an idiot that might buy the Lost Symbol, actually. He’s doing something right, and I’d better find out what it is.
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Chuck September 23rd, 2009 at 9:02 AM
Definitely, Stephen. If someone really only enjoys art or literature at the highest level, I have no problem with that. None. Like what you like, and embrace it — and, if you’re a creator, create what you like.
My issue comes in with the poo-pooing of what *other* people like. As if somehow they’re brain-damaged for liking something. “Popular” doesn’t automatically equate to quality, but I should also add that it doesn’t automatically equate to “piece of shit,” either.
– c.