And Step, Two, Three...

In keeping with the theme of obsession, and "character study through a lens", I revisited Black Swan. I think the story I'm building should take place in a dance company - that's the summary of this whole post and thought.

An instructor from my past would often relate dancing to sex:

"In the days of socializing at court, the most you would touch another person - the most your blood would pump and skin would sweat, was when you joined in the group dance. It was touching with the promise of more touching - it was sex without the sex."


I want the protagonist to have just broken free from the Corps de Ballet, into Demi-Solos. My thought is that their dance partner has been called to join another company, and leaves with an ugly goodbye: Saying it's pretty much "good riddens" and demeans the protagonist’s abilities, saying they’ll never be a soloist or principle.


It's this early, established deficit that leads her (and the camera, and the audience) into the arms of her new dance partner, being literally swept off her feet.


I worry the parallelisms are too on the nose, and elementary. But the idea is that by the end of the female's story circle, the protagonist returns from chaos stronger and as a principle soloist.

After the hero meets their God/Goddess, the price paid is a physical injury that threatens their livelihood, an injury incurred on the way out of what is discovered to be an abusive relationship.


Within the narrative of the hero's journey, it's the price paid to be stronger before the end.
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