Dialogue should simply be a sound among other sounds, just something that comes out of the mouths of people whose eyes tell the story in visual terms.
Alfred HitchcockRead
Drama is real life with all the boring parts cut out.
Interpretation
Drama simplifies life's complexities by removing mundane elements.
This quote by Alfred Hitchcock highlights the essence of drama as a form of storytelling that focuses on significant actions and emotions, omitting the everyday dullness of life. By doing so, it captures the audience's attention and allows for a more intense exploration of human experiences without the distractions of ordinary, tedious moments.
In practice
In a film class, when discussing the importance of pacing, you might say this quote to emphasize the need to cut out unnecessary scenes.
Dialogue should simply be a sound among other sounds, just something that comes out of the mouths of people whose eyes tell the story in visual terms.
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