Let’s call this guy Krishna, because I don’t know what his real name is. He is an assistant director in Tamil movies, and like everyone else employed thus, his life is
a) currently very miserable.
b) centered around dreams of making it big some day.
One day, Krishna says, he got to meet the head of a large production house. After complimenting the head of the large production house on his magnificent pecs (you can be a hero saar!), Krishna went on to narrate the screenplay of his dream movie to the guy. The narration went well, Krishna says, and the head thanked him and told him he would keep him in mind for his next movie.
A few months on, the large production house announces a big budget movie. And wonder of wonders, Krishna says, it is based on his screenplay. So he approaches an arbitration body. The hearing went like this:
“Mr. Krishna, you claim that this movie is based on your screenplay.”
“Sir, yes, sir.”
“Can you prove it?”
“Of course sir. I will narrate the screenplay line by line right here.”
Proceeds to narrate it.
“That’s pretty good. But you could’ve just sneaked a peek at it when it was lying around somewhere. Got more proof?”
“Sir, yes sir. I will now tell you exactly when and where I narrated the screenplay to the head of the large production house.”
Proceeds to tell them exactly when and where he narrated the screenplay to the head of the large production house.
“And that’s proof? Give us something more concrete man.”
“I will go to the temple of your choice, light some camphor and swear in front of the deity of your choice that it is my story. I dare you to ask the head of the large production house to do the same thing sir.”
“Holy cow, that is irrefutable proof. Let me call the head of the large production house and set up the showdown.”
Other members of the arbitration committee nod sagely.
No not 55-word story that ran over, though I wish it was. This came straight out of this story from an online newsmagazine. Link (in Tamil). The only part I made up was the line about the arbitration committee members nodding sagely.
I believe this legal strategy has a lot of potential. For starters, I sent an email to Mr. Banville today claiming that The Sea was my work. I’ll even go to a church if he wants me to.