Which Lie Did I Tell?
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here is how the movie The Princess Bride happened. The Green Light Guy at Fox. Like the book note, those Premier 100 types out there have all these different titles. Vice president in charge of this executive in charge of that on and on all salad in movies, there is but one power that of being able to green light a picture. Each studio has a grand total of one green later. Understand most of us alive in the continental United States congratulate a picture. Of course, a movie can cost $5000. That is an affordable sum for a lot of us to be, at least for a little while, a mogul. Now what kind of picture will you get? You will not have car crashes. You will not enjoy the services of Mr Schwarzenegger. It may not be what sets hearts aflutter on Saturday night in Westwood, but if you can purchase enough film stock, it will be a movie. That's our movie. At each major studio, there is a guy who can green light any movie, and today any movie can mean up to $100 million. Those other executives at that studio, regardless of their titles. They are only oil slicks. As I was saying, the green light guy at Fox liked the book, I was in problem. He was not remotely sure if it was a movie. So when Odd Deal was struck, they would buy the book and I would write a screenplay. But they would not buy that unless they decided to make the movie. In other words, we each had half of the pie. I wrote the screenplay, the G eight. Fox liked it, but wasn't 100% convinced yet that it was a movie. So he sent me to London to meet with Richard Lester, who was just coming off a considerable success with The Three Musketeers. Lester, most famous for the Beatles Pictures, is a brilliant man, a Philadelphian who lives in England. We met. He had some suggestions. I did them. He liked what I did, but better than that, the only man of true import in the whole matter. The G at Fox liked what I did home and dry, except the G at Fox was fired. Here's what happens when that happens. The old G is stripped of his Epple. It's and his ability to get into Morton's on Monday nights and off he goes rich. He had a deal in place for when this happened, but humiliated the new G takes command. But with one rule writ boldly and stone, nothing his predecessor had in motion must ever get made. Why say it gets made? Say it's a hit Who gets the credit? The old G. So when the new G who can now get into Morton's on Mondays, has to run the gauntlet there, he knows all his peers air sniggering. That ******* wasn't his picture death. So the Princess Bride was buried conceivably forever. Of course, I was upset by this, but I was too frantic to give it the weight it deserved because there had been a reaction to my sickness, and it was that I realized I was 42 years old, had zero money in the bank and a wife and two kids I had to provide for. So I provided movies and books and rewrites of books and endless rewrites of movies, and it was all honorable work. I wasn't throwing a bag over my head and doing it for old glory. I cared. There are no rules to writing. But if there were caring, would be up there Or as we intellectuals air found of saying you had better give a ****. But none of it meant to me what the Princess Bride did. And I finally realized that I had let control of it go. Fox had the book. So what if I had the screenplay? They could commission another. They could change anything they wanted. So I did something of which I am genuinely proud. I bought the book back from the studio with my own money. I think they were suspicious that I had a deal or some plan. I didn't. I just didn't want some idiot destroying what I had come to realize was the best thing I would ever right after a good bit of negotiating, it was again mine. I was the only idiot who could destroy it. Now