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THE TONE OF THE CRIME
When it comes to writing mysteries, a lot is discussed of the protagonist's career (cop, private investigator, FBI agent, bounty hunter, etc.), and even more about the nuances of the plot (whodunit, how they dunit, etc.). What isn't as often talked about is the type of tone that your crime story is trying to strike with the audience.
Tone is important to a story because it tells your audience how they should feel about the events in the story. And in narratives that focus on the commission (or solving) of a crime, there are a wide range of tones that you might want to strike. A heist, for example, might have the lighthearted, feel-good tone of the Ocean's Eleven gang sticking it to a casino boss who stole the protagonist's girl or the Italian Job crew stealing back the money that was stolen from them from their double-crossing ex-partner. Then again, it might have a grittier, more violent tone like The Town or Heat.
Here's a list of tones that you might want to consider for your crime stories, and some examples of each:
Tone: PLAYFUL
Stories where the criminals are having fun and/or the people chasing them are having fun too.
Examples: Ocean's Eleven, Dirty Rotten Scoundrels, The Sting
Tone: SILLY
Often playful as well, the crimes or criminals in these stories are often inept or things go sideways to a humorous degree.
Examples: Trapped In Paradise, Bottle Rocket, Raising Arizona
Tone: IMPARTIAL/NEUTRAL
Some stories don't take a particularly positive or negative stance on the crime in the film, whether it's because the criminal element takes a backseat to something else or otherwise.
Examples: The Usual Suspects, Confidence, Memento
Tone: CYNICAL
These stories often have a bleak take on the human condition, exploring human frailty and weakness.
Examples: Training Day, Nightcrawler, Dark Blue
Tone: GRIM
While cynical stories often show characters who are realistically bleak, grim stories are downright dark in their explorations of the depths of the human psyche.
Examples: Se7en, Sin City, Chinatown
The next time you're writing a crime story, it's worth considering the tone you want to present. Just as there are multiple perspectives to tell a story from, and multiple types of crime you can write about, there are also a multitude of tones you can assign to the crime itself, which can result in radically different types of narratives.
If you're the kind of person who likes to tell lighthearted, fun crime stories, consider tackling one with a little more grit and darkness to it. And if you're the kind of person who likes to write heavy, bleak crime stories, try your hand at a more upbeat, laid back type of story where your characters have a little fun in the process. By changing up the tone to your crime story, you can tell essentially the same story in scores of different ways.
Until next time,
Jeff
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