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I have read the Thomas Covanent series and I liked it a lot. I didnt particularly like the rape scene and the fact they cut him slack because he was the white gold weilder. But he was a good example of the flawed reluctant hero drawn along a path of fate even he couldnt change. He finally comes to terms with his destiny and things get even more interesting from there.
Oddly enough I jokingly referred to Jack Burton of Big Trouble in little China as the Thomas Covanent of the modern day world. He is a hero but can't quite figure out how to pull it off reliably.
I would make a super high special effects movie of H.P.lovecrafts Call of Cthulhu....which means most of the movie would be like any other movie I.E. lots of dialogue and no action. But when the action gets going look out.
Of course I might instead do a movie rendition of a short story called 'SCENE: A Room' by Craig Anthony. It is a marvelous story about the fabled play the King in Yellow and its effects on the human mind. It would be difficult. But amazing.
Here is an excerpt....
EMPEROR: The Book
"Michael!"
(Man goes to the floorboard that is not a floorboard that is a floorboard that is not a floorboard that- He kneels, unlocks it, pauses, pulls it open. A small recess holds the book. Man pulls it out then winces at the sight and touch off it.)
-Oh no.....
Tap! Tap! Tap! "Michael who are you talking to-oh Christ. Michael! Open the door!"
(EMPEROR gazes at the man, eyes resting upon him softly as, thinks the man, a beast to its meat.)
EMPEROR: Ah. Now then. We will continue. You know the page.
-This can't be happening...
(Audience: Further angry shifting. EMPEROR is fearful, then angry himself at the man.)
EMPEROR:(To man) Up, insect! Ready your meat!(Continuing) When the king takes the knife, the sheep will be carved and the blood will spill down his mad climax-
-No! Wait!(Aware and terrified) I took precautions! This can't be!
Bang! Bang!"Dammit, let me in! Listen to me! A tenant told me there was an acid lab-Jesus Christ, I can smell it in the wood..."
(Audience: Grumbles, groans.)
"Michael! You've got to get away from here!"
EMPEROR:(Pointing at the ceiling, smiling) The doors of perception, my friend. There is always a way in.
(Man looks up at the stuccoed, tuccoed, shuccoed, uccoed, uccoed, code, ode, ode, ode-He grabs his head, book to temple, and winces, as if to squeeze the drug free.)
(Audience: Gumbling, and amused grumbling.)
-(Fearful)Only a page! Only one page!(He throws book)
EMPEROR: A single word is all you need to read.
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"When I said my quarters were cold, I did not mean "Oh, I think it is a little chilly in here. Perhaps I'll throw a blanket on the bed." No! I said it was cold! As in, "Oh look - my left arm has snapped off like an icicle and shattered on the floor!"