In this chapter, Russell talks about how he might be a bastard. He talks about his cold ruthlessness with people who are not performing well, including firing a 12-year old actress who just wasn’t good enough. He also talks about how he had a one-night stand (years ago) and left at 5AM to do some work. He didn’t say good-bye or leave a note or anything. Just left. That did not go over well and it took him six years to finally understand.
That is impressive. He also talks about how he is outspoken as needed. His concern is not feelings, but what is good for the show. Then there is a bit about the internet voice and the damage it causes to so many. Criticism is hard to take. But I like his attitude: they were not there at the creation so stuff it. It ain’t a democracy in creating a show. He talks about them being excluded and says, they are excluded.
It is inspiring to read such thoughts. Press on and damn the critics, damn the feelings. Be focused on the mission. That I think is key. Good contributors stay, good ideas become great ideas, and bad stuff goes away. Even okay stuff goes away if great stuff will replace it.
Another part of the discussion is about the sexual energy he has when writing. It is interesting in that sex is fundamentally about creation and it also arises in this creation to. Perhaps the key to real creation is learning how to channel that energy into creation. Instead of managing it (either acting on it or force of will squashing), throw that energy into the task of creating. But beware, it will probably intensify the energies, just as exercise leads to more muscles.
Cheers to sex, creation, and bastards.
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