Surprise or anticipation consummated by unceremonious
violence and perhaps an inglorious death scene: silencing the sentry.
Armed yet helpless. Vigilant yet oblivious. What is
uneventful for the assailant is horrible for the victim. It is the ironies of silencing the sentry that make it
interesting.
An elaborate silencing technique is extraneous. A gruesome
death is disgusting. The sentry giving the assailant a good fight is
anticlimactic. A silencing the sentry
moment is dramatic understatement as quick and easy violence: Anything more is
something less.
One or few against waves of outmatched baddies: hero versus throngs.
An alarm is triggered or the protagonists find they were
lured into a trap. The valiant must stand their ground against overwhelming
odds. Regardless of the spark, the fire burns the same. The thrill is that
excellence is outfighting the endless droves of mediocrity.
The hero usually “wins” by escaping the relentless
throngs. The many must kill or capture the one or few but the one or few bear
no such burden. The deaths of the many are inglorious whether they kill or
capture the hero or not. The fate of the hero is glorious whether he escapes or
not. That one or few dared defy the many is the hero’s glory.
Being a basic minion is a very unforgiving job. They are pretty much there to make the hero look good. I suppose it it wasnt for that fantastic dental plan, they would have worked for wal mart instead. Either way, nobody will ever know their names.
ReplyDeleteYes, every minion in adventure fiction has teeth like Tom Cruise. They never live long enough to retire though.
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