I am a big fan of your work. I loved what you did with the movies “Fight Club” and “The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo,” two novels I thought would be difficult to turn into films. But, you did it and knocked both out of the park.
So, without further ado, I would like to introduce you to another novel titled “Anonymous.” Much like “Fight Club,” “Anonymous” is experimental fiction and is versed similar to Chuck Palahniuk’s style of writing, as evidenced by Publishers Weekly Starred Review:
“This novel from Tanamor is a winning jumble of the gritty, the raw, and the grotesque. Set in a prison, the book follows three inmates-Unknown (in for fraud), Ambiguous (in for murder), and Stud (in for reasons unknown)-as they communicate through the building’s plumbing system, sharing stories and attempting to outdo each other with tales both shocking and bizarre. While the novel is slow going at first, readers who stick around will find the author soon hits his stride. Tanamor writes like a deformed love child of Chuck Palahniuk and Charles Bukowski who has finally discovered its own voice-and the result is a rousing novel that will confuse just as often as it entertains. This is a well-crafted piece of experimental, voyeuristic fiction from a promising writer with lots of potential.” – Publishers Weekly Starred Review
Your experience is lengthy so I know you will do a fantastic job in an “Anonymous” adaptation. I completely trust the novel in your hands.
Another reason you would be a great fit is due to your television work with Netflix’s “House of Cards.” “Anonymous” follows various prisoners as they bail the water from their toilet bowls to create a communication system throughout the building’s drainpipes. Their stories are disgusting, intriguing, and unbelievable. A mini-series with each episode introducing an inmate would be a great way to progress the story forward. Do not worry though, your fans will be delighted by the surprise ending that can be unveiled during the 2-hour long finale.
Imagine the visuals, grown men, kneeling in front of their toilets, hands propped on the rims, and their heads buried inside the bowls as they yell down through the pipes. The sounds of their voices are ghostly echoes traveling around the prison interjected by the sounds of gurgling flushes from prisoners who have not participated in this warped game of telephone.
There is not another director I would like to see take on this project. So, please consider “Anonymous.” Your fans will thank you.