Be more dramatic, ironically

1958 poster for the film Touch of Evil, featuring an improbably Mexican Charlton Heston embracing a limp Janet Leigh while Orson Welles rocks a red fedora and suit and the iconic bomb scene is depicted in tiny shapes at the bottom

I posted this writing rant about twists and dramatic irony on Bluesky a few days ago, but it seemed useful to drop it on my blog as well, for posterity if nothing else! With some editing and expansion, of course.

I was inspired by Gwenda Bond sharing this piece about single vs dual POV in romance novels. Beyond the useful thoughts about what each approach accomplishes, it touches on the concept of dramatic irony, one of my favorite literary techniques.

If you know me or have met me, you’ve probably heard me repeat a lecture on twists my TV writing teacher gave my class over twenty years ago. It was delivered at the height of the Shyamalan twist, which many college students in the film program attempted to replicate, with mixed results.

M. Night Shyamalan didn’t invent the twist; at a minimum, we’ve got plenty of Twilight Zone episodes predating his work. I think, though, that when someone successfully executes a specific technique, there’s this ripple effect, a broad urge to try it as well. We’ve seen it with mystery/puzzle box shows, as another example, which is a whole other lecture I’m sure the same professor delivered later, when those got huge.

Anyway.

Twists became the lynchpin holding a lot of student scripts together. Instead of artful suspense and tension, many stories were basically:
1) Setup
2) Action
3) Twist
4) Please clap

The ubiquity of twists primed us to expect them, which in turn made us apply our story brains to guessing them in advance. We were students! It was our job to dissect stuff and figure out how it worked. Sometimes this ruined our ability to simply enjoy stuff; sometimes it made us better able to appreciate good craft.

If twists hadn’t been so common, maybe it would have been fine. Maybe our professor wouldn’t have felt compelled to intervene. But he did, and here’s what he said.

Twists are extremely difficult to execute well. If they’re too obvious, the audience can see them coming from a mile away. We feel bored, or insulted that you thought we’d fall for it. If they’re too out of nowhere, the audience feels dissatisfied because you basically tricked us, and not in a fun way. You pulled the rug out from under us; you painted a fake tunnel on a rock wall and chuckled cruelly when we ran into it.

In either case, audience expectations haven’t been met. You promised us a king cake, and instead we got a cake wreck, or a pile of rocks. The path between these two outcomes is a tightrope stretched across a ravine.

Surprise is good and desirable, but it’s not as useful as tension. Suspense. The anxious mixture of feelings you experience as you wait to see what happens to characters or a world you’re invested in. The cathartic release when the arrow that was loosed from the bow finally hits something.

Waiting for a twist to be revealed is a form of suspense, but as noted, the failure modes are not cathartic. They’re frustrating, annoying, unsatisfying. If you spend the whole time waiting for everything you know to be reversed or undermined, your attachment to the subject is diminished. Your enjoyment, instead of being ongoing throughout the story, becomes contingent on the final form of the twist and whether you like it.

Dramatic irony is the solution to this problem—or a potential one, at least. You give the audience information the characters don’t have, which creates natural tension as we watch actions being taken and choices being made without essential knowledge. The suspense is in waiting for the fictional people to catch up, or not, as the case may be. What will they do differently when they’re finally enlightened? Will it change anything? Will it be too late? What happens if they never learn?

If the audience is in on the trick from the beginning, we’re not being insulted by a bad twist the writer thinks we’re too obtuse to expect. We’re not being subjected to a random outcome we never could have predicted. We know, more or less, where the track leads, and we’re along for the ride, to see how exactly it crashes or how someone manages to save the day. We can still be surprised by what happens along the way, the nuances of character interactions, the specific details of the consequences and setbacks and so on.

Romances with dual POVs are one easy example of how dramatic irony can be effective. As the linked article above notes, we lose the single-POV sense of uncertainty experienced by the main character, who can only speculate about the unrevealed thoughts and feelings of the love interest. However, we gain interiority that allows us access to the logic driving the various decisions and misunderstandings typical of the genre. There’s a frisson of delighted frustration in watching two people fail and flounder and ultimately figure it all out.

There’s also the kind of edge-of-your-seat suspense you can derive from a well-placed imminent explosion, literally or figuratively. Touch of Evil by Orson Welles begins with someone putting a time bomb in the trunk of a car; this is followed by a single long take of just watching that car drive, waiting for the bomb to go off. We don’t know where the car is going, or why the bomb is there. We don’t know what will happen in the aftermath. Those are some of the most tense few minutes of cinema ever made, even though virtually nothing happens, because of the dramatic irony created by the setup.

This is not to say that twists are never allowed, or that no one is dissatisfied by dramatic irony. Failure modes can be things like individual scenes or the whole situation becoming painfully cringe-inducing, such that you don’t want to watch anymore. It can also become unreasonably farcical, breaking suspension of disbelief—say, because the characters remain ignorant even though it would be incredibly sensible for them to figure stuff out at various points.

For a class full of budding filmmakers, though, this was a lesson we really needed. It freed us to think in different forms and structures, to use the right tool for a given task instead of trying to apply the same hammer to everything. And clearly, I’ve never forgotten this! Hope it can help you, too.

Smart kids eventually grow up

Piano keys and a music book
My old nemesis, the piano.

I posted this on Twitter yesterday and it resonated with a lot of people, so I’ve reproduced it here for ease of access. I’ve also added a few postscripts based on responses.

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Hey, friend. Were you a smart kid who always heard about how smart you were and are now not feeling so smart? Are you, in fact, feeling fairly shitty about yourself? This thread is for you.

It can be extremely difficult for smart kids to decouple their sense of self-worth from external validation. Especially praise for supposedly innate qualities instead of hard work. You grow up hearing how smart you are from parents and relatives and teachers and other authority figures whose opinions you’re pretty sure matter. They’re in charge, after all!

But praise is a fleeting high, and when you get too much of it too early, it takes more and more to get your emotional fix. And the older you get, the less praise you probably get, because frankly fewer people give a shit, and just being smart only gets you so far.

Worse, if you haven’t managed to get a handle on the whole “hard work” thing instead of coasting on your smarts, chances are you’ve started to fail in ways you never did as a kid. You used to be able to do most things quickly and competently because the bar was low. Crap out an essay/project/whatever in a few hours, get an A+ and impress your teacher, bask in praise, repeat.

Now you start projects but never finish them, or you talk about them but never start them, or you finish them and then discard them because they’re not good enough. You start to question a lifetime of compliments. You think maybe you aren’t so smart after all. You wonder whether you’ve been lied to all this time by people you trusted.

So you end up with this awful combo of craving praise, getting very little praise, and doubting the truth of the bits you do get. It is, to use highly technical jargon, incredibly pooptastic.

“But how do I overcome this problem?” Well, you can buy this book that explains my foolproof method for entirely changing your outlook in 113 easy steps haha just kidding, I have no idea. I mean, I have some ideas, but they don’t all work. Some work once, or you can rotate them with limited success, or they’re not for you. They’re tools, not solutions.

  • You can practice accepting compliments with some variation of “thank you so much, I appreciate it” instead of reacting with reflexive self-deprecation.
  • You can pause whenever you notice you’re talking shit about yourself in your own head and say, “ah, this again,” and shift your attention to something else.
  • You can distance yourself from people who always drain your well instead of filling it–or worse, ones who straight up shit in it. They can go shit in their own wells.
  • You can make goals that are generally within instead of beyond your control, like “submit one short story a month” instead of “sell one short story a month.”
  • You can break big tasks into smaller ones so the big task doesn’t feel like a baseball-sized kidney stone you’re trying to pee out all at once. It can’t be done, friends. IT IS TOO BIG.
  • You can celebrate every time you accomplish something, even if it’s a minor or partial success, instead of freaking out about what’s still left to do. TREAT YO SELF.

What you’re trying to do is gently, lovingly wean yourself from reliance on external validation and instead find fulfillment from internal validation. Self-satisfaction instead of praise. Secondary goal: teach yourself to enjoy process rather than end product. It can’t all be magical unicorn fun times, but laser-focus on a destination can make the journey a slog.

Remember: you’re not alone, and you’re not a failure. Forgive yourself, every day if you have to. Being smart is great, but it isn’t everything. It never was, you just didn’t know it until now.

Anyone else have advice? Tell me things! Seriously, I can always use more tools in my toolbox for coping with this stuff, and I’m sure other folks can, too.

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P.S. Many people have recommended Carol Dweck’s mindset language work, so maybe give that a gander? And here are some other tools that might help you on this journey:

  • Practice giving sincere compliments to other people. This can help you be more receptive to accepting and believing in the praise you receive from others.
  • Go into new things with the expectation that you won’t be good at them. Embrace the suck. If this works, it alleviates the pressure to be perfect and ideally lets you have fun doing the thing instead of worrying about outcomes.
  • Remind yourself that while you shouldn’t give up on things just because you’re not immediately good at them, or because the journey is long and difficult, you do get to choose what you spend your time on. It’s okay to choose NOT to do a thing because there is other stuff you’d genuinely rather be doing.

I’ll add more as I find them. Thanks for reading, and may you be as well as you’re able.