Robert McKee, the screenwriting instructor, was having lunch the other day at the back of a dark Irish bar on Lexington Avenue. He had just told two hundred people in a Hunter College lecture hall that there were five elements without which a thriller was probably not a thriller: cheap surprise; a false ending; the protagonist shown to be a victim; a speech made in praise of the villain; and a hero-at-the-mercy-of-the-villain scene. Then, announcing a one-hour break, he had walked out into a light rain, followed by a number of students whose desire for a little extracurricular McKee outstripped their fear that he might somehow humiliate them, as he has been known to do. They waylaid him on the sidewalk, the way Nicolas Cage, playing the troubled screenwriter Charlie Kaufman, waylaid Brian Cox, playing Robert McKee, in Spike Jonze’s 2002 film, “Adaptation.” (Kaufman introduces himself as “the guy you yelled at this morning.” McKee responds, “I need more.”)
McKee, who is sixty-two, and likes to wear dark shirts with two buttons undone at the neck, suggesting a career in extortion, lit a cigarette, then walked down the street while listening to an agitated young man say that the last time he had heard McKee speak the effect had been so overwhelming that he had fallen ill. “All the stuff you don’t want to face, which is to say emotional truth, the stuff of good storytelling, it was coming out!” the young man said, very fast. “It was coming out in such a way that it caused this pain in my back, because subconscious growth is such a painful process.” One by one, the students dropped away, until, by the time McKee reached the bar, a few blocks away, only two were left. He asked them to join him in a booth, where he ordered a ham-and-cheese sandwich and a beer.
His guests were in their thirties. One worked in health insurance, and said that in ten years as “an aspiring screenwriter” he had not managed to finish a single script. He had taken a McKee course three times, and he had read McKee’s 1997 book, “Story,” many more times. “I’m starting to wonder if I have the patience for the whole process,” he said. McKee looked at him. “Well, you might also wonder if you have the talent,” he said. McKee, who used to be an actor, rarely speaks a sentence that does not call for a word so stressed that he bares his teeth.
The other student, whose name was Steven List, said he had already sold a script and three pitches but he was struggling with another screenplay, which was based on true events. As List described it, an American mathematician had disappeared while on vacation in Chile in the nineteen-eighties. The State Department had told his family that he had drowned while hiking, but his sister did not believe it. She flew to Chile, where she learned that her brother may have been abducted and held in a remote religious colony led by a charismatic neo-Nazi who worked for the Chilean secret police as a subcontractor in torture and assassination—an arrangement supposedly well known to Washington. List had optioned this story from the sister. McKee usually has a rule against discussing a student’s work in progress, but he allowed List to continue.
“I could do it from the brother’s point of view, but he ends up dead, ” List said. “I’ve got a villain. I know there’s a story.”
“You don’t have a story,” McKee said in a smoker’s growl. “You have a subject matter: this bizarre post-Nazi cult world. But who cares?”
“Well, the facts . . .”
“No, no, the truth of the matter is: Who cares? What you’ve got is a setting, and a piece of history. You’ve got to ask big questions. ‘Why am I attracted to this material? Because I’m Jewish and I want to get at those Nazis one more time?’ My advice is stop focussing on this one guy. I don’t think there’s anything at the end of that road. ”
The screenwriter considered his choices. “I’ve got to find a spine, a protagonist. I’ve been thinking, the sister . . .”
“That film’s been done, and it’s called ‘Missing,’ ” McKee said. “Why do a woman-in-jeopardy story? You’ve got an organization in cahoots with the Chilean government, in cahoots with the United States government, which has caused the death of thousands—torture, suffering, etc.—and as a result we’ve got a woman in jeopardy? It’s like hiring an elephant to pull a little red wagon. I can tell you a woman-in-jeopardy story: she gets a flat tire in the middle of the night, some guy offers her a lift.” He went on, “What is interesting here is it’s an example of the way the United States has habitually accommodated tyrants as long as they’re our allies.”
List leaned forward across the table and said, “That’s what I’m interested in! We’ve protected monsters!” In the story of List’s story, we seemed to be approaching what McKee calls an “inciting incident”: things were about to change.
“So start with a guy who’s a bureaucrat in Washington, works for something other than the C.I.A.,” McKee said. “Something pops up, a missing professor.” He paused. “In the English tradition, a murder is committed and the investigation drives inward: you know, you’ve got six possible murderers. In the American tradition, a murder is committed, we start to investigate, and it turns out to encompass all of society. That’s what your thing sounds like. An innocuous note saying that a professor has disappeared while hiking in the Andes, and some little bureaucrat is charged with finding out what happened, and he finds a conspiracy that runs to the White House. It’s ‘The Parallax View.’ ”
“That’s brilliant,” List said.
An hour later, back in the lecture room, List was still buzzing with enthusiasm: “You know, I’ve talked about this project with any number of studios, and they didn’t see it—and he spotted it in five minutes. Oh, that was extraordinary.”
Screenwriting instruction is a transformative business: students are there to learn about the way a protagonist undergoes change in the two hours of a movie (dumb to smart, nobody to somebody, bureaucrat to whistle-blower); and they learn about the change they may have to undergo before they are able to create such a character. And students may also get a sense of the change to come in their lives when word reaches one of them that a studio chief was charmed by his unsolicited script, and would like him immediately to bring to a close his life in, say, high-school history teaching and start a career focussed on ambling around a Malibu mansion wearing expensive track pants while balls of scrunched-up yellow legal paper drift across the patio in a warm breeze. The forces at work in other branches of adult education may be similar but are likely to be weaker: students at a screenwriting seminar are learning how to create, on the page, a story of struggle and resolution that at least appears to echo the struggle and hoped-for resolution of the screenwriting life. The work promises to precipitate the action it often represents, which is a life redrawn—a star, one way or another, being born. So it’s easy to see why an effective screenwriting instructor could become a commanding figure in the life of his students, and why McKee is more frequently referred to as a “guru” than anyone giving classes in animal husbandry.