@roger,
roger wrote:Rather the opposite. They are not in any particular position of trust,
so how can they have a fiduciary responsibility to anyone? In other words, back to you.
I dissent from your premise, Roger,
in that it seems to me that when one buys a murder mystery,
the tacit implication is that at or by its end, a full explanation
of the relevant events will be rendered, including all peculiarities
that have been sprinkled along the way. Traditionally, the art form
was expected to be crafted in such a way that an astute reader
or member of the audience cud figure out who the murderer was
and figure out his motive. He 'd then continue reading to see
if the author wud prove him right or not.
In some TV mysteries of recent years, it seems to me that
the writers just decided to make it ez on themselves
by not taking the trouble to answer questions that were
left open qua the plot, along the way. This is dishonorable.
A fiduciary relationship is one of
TRUST and
CONFIDENCE.
A mystery is
incomplete information.
If I buy a murder mystery novel, then my payment of
its purchase price evinces my trust in its author
and my confidence that he will pay off
in rendering the missing information
COMPLETELY,
not leaving open
un-answered questions.
If I execute
MY part of the deal by buying n reading the book,
or by watching the play to its full length, I 'm entitled to a very
full n thorough explanation of all mysteries within that work of art.
To the extent that those explanations are not forthcoming by the end
of it, the artist was
sloppy, liberal and defaulting.
If he does not pay off, then he is opprobious and he shud be
remembered for that when he offers more work.
He shud be
discredited in his field of art.
"White man cheat Indian
once, shame on white man;
white man cheat Indian
twice, shame on Indian."
In this particular case,
The Mentalist, one of the mysteries
was how the fiend
knew the strategies of the police (repeatedly,
an on-going theme of the show, for years on end). As the fiend
was about to be killed, avenging 2 of his victims, he began to
reveal the answer, but the hero stopped him, declaring that
HE did not care. (He
ALSO did not care about screwing the audience,
on whose behalf he was relinquishing and rejecting this central point
of information, and that was the subject matter of the sale to the audience.)
I began to watch
The Mentalist because I like looking
at Robin Tunney and I wish that I looked some fraction
as good as Simon Baker, but the writing is the heart n soul
of the show. The writers are the gods of that universe; thay define it.
I thought that thay did good work on each individual show,
each being self-contained, in addition to the prolonged storyline.
We hope for some reasonable loyalty from the writers
in revealing the missing parts of the mystery, but
thay
took it ez on themselves, at the expense of the work,
at the expense of their audience who bore them enuf faith to keep watching.
In the interests of justice, I 'd be pleased to read in the newspapers
that members of the show 's TV audience were expectorating upon its
writing staff or perhaps hurling the odd Molotov cocktail toward their estates,
in furtherance of their critical opinions qua shoddy workmanship and fraud.
O, well; that 's not likely to happen.
The actual punishment will be loss of respect
for the writing staff and for TV writers more generally;
prejudice against them, in the belief that thay are
devoid of virtue. Thay are charlatans;
i.e., thay are liars about what thay offer for sale,
like Dr. Good selling his snake oil medicine from
the wagon of a traveling show. Past is prolog.
If I met someone who confessed to being a TV writer,
I 'd take a prejudiced attitude toward him,
looking down upon him, suspecting him of being
lower than a used car salesman or a telemarketer.
Will our TV experience move us to include TV writers
into the same skepticism n disrepute as Gypsies and
Irish Travelers?