"The Procedure" & "The Graduate"

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Towards the end of the movie “The Graduate”, Benjamin (played by Dustin Hoffman) frantically rushes to save Elaine (Katherine Ross) from marrying. He drives to San Francisco and across the San Francisco-Oakland Bay Bridge to Berkeley, where the wedding ceremony is taking place. Simon & Garfunkel merrily sing in the background as there’s a spectacular shot of Benjamin’s car driving in the sunlight over the bridge crossing the sparkling waters of San Francisco Bay–

Except you can’t do that ...

The Bay Bridge is a double-deck bridge; the upper deck (where Benjamin’s car tootles along) runs Westbound into San Francisco. Eastbound drivers–those going from San Francisco to Oakland and Berkeley–drive on the lower deck, in the dark.

Not such a spectacular shot.

The point is, in all the years that “The Graduate” is out, very few people recognize this or point it out–other than obsessives like myself. Yet the truth is that in the Real World, Benjamin could never have driven that direction.

But it works, mate! It’s a glorious shot, an uplifting moment in the rush to “save” Elaine, and it’s not important, in and of itself. It facilitates Benjamin rescuing Elaine. It is, quite literally, a vehicle.

“The Procedure” is much the same in my stories. I try to be as accurate as possible (and murky, with a usually-sedated protagonist), according to the prevailing knowledge, as many commenters mentioned in response to T.M.F.’s blog post: the “Procedure”?

But the point of The Procedure in my stories is that it allows my protagonist to have more confidence in herself, which allows her to move on to interact with other characters on a new level, to experience more of her new life and new world, to metaphorically go from San Francisco to Berkeley in the sunshine.


Here’s my view on The Procedure: Along with the (several conflicting) comments and personal histories, there are three words that nobody considers:

Repeat as needed.

It may seem that The Procedure a permanent-until-solvent-applied–the idea that it could be done once at age thirteen and last until SRS at eighteen–but it’s a temporary fix. In stories, it’s to allow a pool party, or a sleepover, or whatever. But on whatever physician-recommended schedule, it would be repeated, perhaps over and over.

I view it as hair extensions: When a girl comes to work and we all ooh and ahh over her extensions, we conveniently ignore the fact that she's going to return again and again for tightening. The same applies to a great nail job--we are fully aware of and yet ignore the fact that we have to go back every few weeks for filling and all the rest. So the same with the surgical glue. Everything's tucked away; when the glue goes and Little Willie makes a reappearance, repeat the procedure. Just like extensions and nails; it could be viewed as just part of the maintenance of being female.

Finally, my characters tend to be middle-to-high school. They tend to be small, slight, relatively hairless (so the regrowth of genital hair is not really an issue). They're at an age where, quite literally, anything is possible because they haven't fully committed (physically and/or emotionally) to one or the other. Yes, I "stack the deck", in the sense of giving my character the best possible future as a girl, the best possibility of passing unremarkably. I'm the kind of writer sometimes branded "HE" for "Happy Endings". And I'll bypass the joke about those two letters! So I write TG-HE stories; I enjoy writing them and readers enjoy them so it matters little to me if I stack the deck. I'm also writing about what my characters face and overcome, and the people around them (often for me, more fascinating than my lead character!) and the nature of social acceptance. I also try to view acceptance at different levels from different angles, from story to story.

Finally, for a much-briefer statement on my writing (with links to my books), I posted a Mission Statement when I first joined BCTS. It’s at: http://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/blog/31573/sort-mission-statement

Karin

Comments

It's fiction

We read fiction for a number of reasons; to feel good and so on.

It's the author's prerogative to add such vehicles as necessary to 'sell' the story. Okay, some of us may try for as much realism as we can incorporate into the story whilst still making it appealing to the reader. A savvy reader will understand that this is the case; it's known as 'artistic licence'; therefore there's no point in pointing out that 'so-and-so' cannot be done. If you don't like the idea, don't read the book.

I happen to love Karin's work. If a story has a happy ending (see also Tanya Allan et al) then that's a bonus.

Susie

happy endings?

Well, why not happy endings. I write a mix. Some happy, some sad, it just depends on my muse.

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The Graduate

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There are other screw-ups in the movie. When Ben is racing to Pasadena, the movie shows him passing through the tunnels north of Gaviota. The only problem is that the tunnels are in the north bound lanes. The wedding was in Santa Barbara, by the way.

Portia

The other big mistake????

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...Simon and Garfunkel missed the fact that Joltin' Joe hadn't gone away at all, but was selling Mr. Coffee and shilling for Banco Popular! And judging by the problems with the oil industry, I guess that getting into 'plastics' wasn't necessarily such good advice after all. Hey Hey Hey

  

To be alive is to be vulnerable. Madeleine L'Engle
Love, Andrea Lena

The Biggest Mistake of All - So To Speak

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Simon and Garfunkle failed to submit any of the songs from the movie for Academy Award consideration. They thought it was automatic. Several of the songs including Mrs. Robinson were worthy of consideration.

Portia

DiMag: Actually...

When the Kansas City Athletics moved to Oakland for the 1968 season, they hired DiMaggio as a vice-president and occasional coach, though I don't think they gave him much to do (which I'm sure was fine with him). But it let me spend the next two years singing the verse as "Joltin' Joe is now an Oakland A."

That seemed even more appropriate in the song context, since the idea of Joe as anything but a Yankee -- and especially his working for a team in a new city and for an eccentric owner, Charles O. Finley, who was partial to things like a mechanical rabbit supplying baseballs to the umpire, teenaged ballgirls in shorts down the foul lines and potential changes in the game like orange baseballs and pinch-runners who could be used once an inning -- seemed completely contrary to Joe's personality and image.

The Mr Coffee sponsorship came along in 1973, six years after the song, and at the time seemed even more out of character for him than the A's job, which at least was baseball-related. But his fame and credibility made it lucrative for both him and the company.

(Didn't know about Banco Popular. Wikipedia says that the Puerto Rican company opened a branch in the Bronx in 1961, but of course nobody knew or cared about that out here on the West Coast, so Mr Coffee was the first we saw of him commercially.)

Eric

"The Procedure" & "The Graduate"

Actually, instead of using tape or glue, a doctor would sew everything together

    Stanman
May Your Light Forever Shine

Reality? Really?

Lately, my stories all involve magic. How much reality is involved? Not a whole lot, of course. A certain suspension of disbelief is a part of any fictional story. I love Karin's stories, along with several other writers. Maggie Finson, Maddy Bell, Bailey Summers, Tanya Allan, and so many more, tell such wonderful stories, and the last thing I would do is question their reality.

Let's not be silly, here. There are many stories that try to be absolutely as realistic as possible, or technical journals that are supposed to be simply the facts. They are readily available on the web. I have read several of them, but to tell the truth, I really enjoy fiction more, if only because true stories like Dorothy Colleen's are so disturbing.

I don't want to believe that people are that mean. I know they can be, but I usually read fiction to get away from stories about parents that abuse, sell or kill their children, or serial killers that sit beside a highway, taking potshots at passing cars. There are far too many stories like that. Truth CAN be stranger and worse than fiction, unfortunately.

I've said before, I'm a fluffy bunny kind of person-Sorry. I don't watch horror movies much, and I love a happy ending. Let's just enjoy these amazing stories, okay?

Wren

Well I think what sets it up for criticism

... is that Karin does try to push certain factoids in her stories (eg only girls instinctively laugh behind their hands even very young) as supposed gospel so there is a certain expectation that she is trying to be as factual as possible.

So when is it truth or when is it fiction?

Kim