Thursday, April 13, 2017

Robert Ellis: ACCESS TO POWER, Part 2 Revisited



I went to the parking garage with the same shooter who had photographed the Great Lakes. We arrived around 2:15 p.m., and the black Lincoln was parked exactly where I had been told it would be. We drove up to the third floor, built the camera and framed the shot. And then we hid behind the wall and waited. After that we waited some more. It was a nervous wait, an edgy wait. Lots of time thinking about the rumors we'd heard that the man was a mobster. But then it happened just the way that shadowy political op said it would. At three sharp, the front door to the building opened and out walked the sheriff.


He got about twenty feet away from the building before he sensed that something was wrong. He looked straight up at us and froze. The camera was rolling, the lens zoomed in. We could tell from the fear showing on his face that he thought the camera had been a rifle, and he was about to be killed. Once his life passed before his eyes, once he regrouped and saw that it wasn't a rifle pointed his way but a camera, he stood there with his wheels turning. Should he run back into the building? Or should he sprint to his car?

He chose the Lincoln and sped off into the ruined cityscape. We threw the camera and tripod into the van and raced off--shaking, I remember.

That's how ACCESS TO POWER  was born. First as a screenplay entitled HIDDEN AGENDA, which was optioned and read by nearly every production house in Los Angeles. In the first year of the TV series 24, Jack Bauer's sleazy CIA political contact was named Robert Ellis. It was no surprise to me because I knew how much the heads of production at both Fox and Imagine loved my screenplay. We had spent hours together talking about the project, but also about that day in New Jersey.

Obviously ACCESS TO POWER is a political thriller, not a mob story. But in its heart is the question that arose that same day: what if you made a negative TV ad, struck a nerve, and your opponent decided to hit back with a gun? 


Writing this thriller changed my life. Once I realized the difference between a screenplay and a novel, once I realized that I could portray a character's thoughts and feelings and get into their hearts and minds, I never looked back. As my readers already know, I very much enjoy doing the research for my novels. In the case of ACCESS TO POWER everything about it is real except for the murders themselves. Every side story actually happened. I even walked through the entire climax; the tunnels underneath the Capitol, the secret rooms and staircases. If you take a close look at the dome, you'll see the ladder built into the side. I made the climb to the top from an inside catwalk just to make sure that the ending was possible.

What an ending. What a beginning. What a trip.


 







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Thursday, April 6, 2017

Robert Ellis: Access to Power, Part 1 Revisited

Robert Ellis
I was living in Los Angeles writing spec scripts and producing a lot of TV ads. I had worked with a friend of mine for the better part of a year producing a film for National Geographic on the Great Lakes that won gold at the New York Film Festival. I had also been the last ghostwriter to work on NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET 4 before it went into production three weeks later. And that's when I got a seemingly innocent call from another friend of mine who ran a political consulting firm. He had a problem, a small race for county sheriff in New Jersey. Because the two candidates were virtually unknown, he needed someone to shoot surveillance footage of the acting sheriff for a negative ad. The problem was that there were rumors the sheriff had mob connections, and the city was essentially a ghetto, the poorest, most rundown city in New Jersey.

I agreed to help and spoke with a shadowy political operative who seemed to know everything about the sheriff's schedule. He told me that the man owned a black Lincoln, parked it on the side of the building, and walked out the front door everyday at exactly 3:00 p.m. Even better, there was a parking garage directly across the lot where we could hide with a camera.

The man winked and snickered. Warning shots were beginning to go off in my mind. Everything about everything seemed dangerous and wrong ...


 






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Monday, January 2, 2017

Robert Ellis: THE LOVE KILLINGS, Adam Lanza and Dylann Roof


Matt clenched his jaws and narrowed his brow.


What struck him as he read the article a second time wasn’t the fact that Dylann Roof was an obvious racist. He was a racist and would be indicted for hate crimes on top of the nine murders. But what stood out for Matt was the role he seemed to share with Adam Lanza as a mass killer. The fact that they were almost the same age. The fact that they both lived troubled lives. The fact that they didn’t just kill people, they slaughtered them. And then the final blow. The fact that when he downloaded their photographs and examined them side by side, they could have been brothers.


The presence Roof seemed to share with Lanza was difficult to pin down. It was somewhere in the photographs. Somewhere between the lines. Not the shapes of their faces, but their blank expressions. Their attitude. They came from a similar place. A dark corner. Matt could see the hate showing on their faces, the hopelessness and rage. But nowhere was the physical match more telling than in their eyes.


Matt took a sip of coffee and pulled his laptop closer.


Their eyes, he thought. That’s where it was coming from. Both of them had the eyes of a predator—ultra-intense, completely riveting, and over-the-top psychotic. It was almost as if their eyes were no longer a window to their minds and emotions. It was almost as if the line had been snapped and their souls died off and vanished.


It seemed so unbelievable, so unfathomable, even outlandish, that no one looked at these two kids and didn’t know in an instant that something was incredibly wrong with both of them.


Dead eyes and the psychopathic stare. Both Roof and Lanza were a long way past being odd. Why didn’t anyone see it? Why did anyone have to die before they did see it?


Matt bookmarked the pages and saved the photographs. As he packed up his laptop, he wondered if the man he was looking for, the man who killed the Strattons and the Holloways, might not possess this same look. These same eyes. He wondered if the killer would show up at the funeral, and if he might not seem familiar enough to stand out.

                    – Robert Ellis, The Love Killings







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Sunday, December 18, 2016

Robert Ellis: John Truby on Robert Ellis



John Truby, Screenwriter, Director, Lecturer, Author

"If you want a master class in how to write strong narrative drive, especially on how to weave a complex but intense plot, take a look at the novels of Robert Ellis. Everyone of them is just fantastic. Again, what you want to look for -- get under the surface, go under the hood and see how he's doing it. What you'll see are some of exactly the same techniques we talked about today, like the intense desire line of the hero, like having more than one opponent, including a main opponent who is responding to what the hero does. Again and again, he uses all of these techniques and the payoff is tremendous."

                        -- John Truby, Narrative Drive Webinar, 2016






Amazon Link to CITY OF ECHOES








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Monday, December 12, 2016

Robert Ellis: THANK YOU E-LETTER!

Hi All,

I've posted a new E-Letter to say thank you to everyone who's read the Matt Jones novels this year and stood behind me. You can read it here ...

Thank You! E-Letter!


Happy New Year!

Robert

Thursday, December 1, 2016

Robert Ellis: CITY OF ECHOES, The Depravity




Matt couldn’t believe the depravity.
        He couldn’t believe what he was seeing, and wondered if he was even awake. A thought surfaced. The seven Ps carved into Virgil’s forehead, each one removed by an angel as he passed through the seven terraces of the seven deadly sins. And then something else came to mind. The girl’s father was traveling from Chicago to L.A. tonight. For whatever reason, the doctor, the grief collector, was planning to take another human being’s soul and break it open like an egg...

-- Robert Ellis, CITY OF ECHOES


Much thanks to Amazon's price cut from $6.99 to $1.99! Limited time only! Happy Holiday!



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