So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
George Cukor’s solid 1938 screwball comedy Holiday follows a classically satisfying three-act structure.
In Act I, Cukor reveals the problem facing our protagonist, Johnny Case (Cary Grant). Case is going to visit the home of his newly met newfound true love, only to find that she’s the daughter of staggering Park Avenue wealth. Hilarity ensues as Case meets Julia Seton’s (Doris Nolan) family (notably Katherine Hepburn as sister Linda) and the scale of their wealth is revealed room by Park Avenue mansion room. But as the first Act closes, we are introduced to the problem, as Julia breaks the news to her stuffy, wealthy father that she is engaged to be married. In classic screwball comedy fashion, this does not go well.
In Act II, the tension builds, as the Setons’ wealth and daddy’s expectations clash with Case’s values and desires for his life. The peril grows (it’s a screwball comedy, so the peril is of a certain sort) as we see how unhappy Julia’s sister Linda and brother Ned are, trapped by the wealth. (It’s fun in a Monopoly moneybags guy kinda way to see how Depression-era filmmakers treat gilded age wealth.) You see the tension building as the veil slowly lifts from Case’s eyes (Cary Grant is so good here.).
In Act III, the crisis comes to a head at the New Years Eve party/engagement announcement at the Seton mansion. Cue gowns, and tails, and lots of up and down the stairs. (“The third act must build, build, build in tempo and action until the last event,” to quote Billy Wilder.) Cukor’s good but not great here, because of the way he lets the energy flag a bit with a time gap before the crisis blows up. But then the resolution – Case walks out on Julia, but Linda follows, she’s really the girl for Case, which of course we saw coming because Hepburn got the film’s top billing alongside Grant. Satisfying ending, happily ever after, QED.
It’s not exactly classic – it was nominated for the Best Art Direction Oscar, who remembers that – but it’s a solid piece of work from the Columbia factory line. Cukor stuck with a reliable formula, the script is sharp and funny, and you can’t go wrong with Hepburn and Grant (and Edward Everett Horton, we made a note to run down as many of Horton’s movies as we can find for free or cheap).
on structure
I’m at that point in the new book project where I’m wrestling with structure. My co-author Bob Berrens and I have assembled a ton of material, driven by our shared love of deep and slightly chaotic research. (Slightly? Eye roll.)
My deep dive into classic Hollywood is mostly just shared fun (Lissa and I love watching old movies) but I can’t watch a good storyteller assemble a piece without thinking about how they did it. Bob and I have a growing pile of building blocks. How to assemble them?
There’s a scene in Cameron Crowe’s book of interviews with Billy Wilder, Conversations with Wilder where Wilder asks Crowe if he has an ending for the book. It’s part of the book’s meta-narrative, as Crowe or Wilder or sometimes both turn to discussing the making of a book in which they are the two lead characters. (It’s a great book.) Crowe hedges, and Wilder suggests the obvious solution. Wilder should die!
Of course this is real life, and Wilder doesn’t die. The book has a nice kicker, a hilarious Wilder quote, but there is no closure.
And that is the challenge of writing about rivers and people. There is no ending, no closure.
One of the core themes of the new book is the question of obligation – obligations to those upstream and downstream, of the past toward the future, of the obligations to the river itself. Our interest is people and the rivers with which they share the landscape, the manifold ways that relationship plays out. At the heart of that is the question of obligation. When people disconnect a river from its flood plain, they take on a forever obligation of maintaining the river in its new form. Or more generally, the forever obligation associated with the linkage of people and their water.
The river changes, people change, values change, institutions change. This, I have read, is the classic innovation of Shakespeare – the ideas that characters evolve over the course of the play.
This version of narrative structure works great in my stories about rivers. Until it doesn’t.
People embrace a river, but by the end of Act I it’s clear that the river is pushing back, revealing its true self. That’s the pre-story in Ribbons of Green as Puebloans, Spanish colonizers and early Americans settle in the Middle Rio Grande Valley.
Act II is filled with the struggles to respond to that riverine true self – the floods, the swamps, the droughts. The struggles build, the communities evolve in response. There are half-solutions, and change, and more half-solutions, and more change.
Act III is where the classic Hollywood three-act structure falls apart for me, because I can’t build toward a catastrophic moment that in a flash changes everything, what Wilder calls “the last event,” followed by a tidy tying up of loose ends.
This is where Wilder shines, because like F. Scott Fitzgerald’s famed kicker in The Great Gatsby, the great problems of their narratives, and mine, are never done.

