The other night I watch a documentary about a movie I haven’t seen. Well, the title Best Worst Movie caught my attention. And I had, at least, heard of Troll 2.
Have you seen Troll 2? Even if you haven’t, watch the documentary.
At one point, people in the film talk about how something badly done is still great if done with passion, love. Though they also say that is true of a film, not of a book.
I’ve heard people say a movie is so bad it’s good.
Does anyone ever say that about a book?
Do you love a movie that is so bad it’s good? A book? Anything?
Another moment from the documentary I could discuss–if someone were hear to listen to me!–was George Hardy’s reaction to the horror film fans. (Hardy is a dentist who starred in Troll 2.) Now, I don’t like horror films, but I love those crazy fans. Sci-fi fans, horror fans, fans who wait in lines, fans who collect insane amounts of memorabilia. They have passion. I don’t like apathy, and these folks are not apathetic. Even if I don’t get what they love, at least they love.
Good for them.
The other day someone on facebook–good ol’ facebook–posted about how he thought people who write fanfic are wasting their time. Well, okay. That’s his opinion. But he said he spent a lot of time trying to convince the fanfic writers how wrong they were to write their fan stories.
Would you try to convince these people they’re wasting their time? Is that true? Have you ever written fan fiction?
If you had (have) a novel published, and someone out there loved your characters so much, that person wrote more stories about the world you created, how would you feel? (And I don’t mean people who steal your work and call it their own. Maybe you still call it stealing, but if they’re honest about–hey, this is fan fiction–would you be bothered or flattered?
I’d be flattered.