The Plastic Fir

David thinks I’ve lost my mind, dragging the box out in April. But the dust on the plastic needles smells like 1985, and for a moment, the silence in the house isn't so loud.

# The Plastic Fir - Narrative Breakdown

## Project Overview
**Format:** Single Chapter / Scene Breakdown
**Genre:** Family Drama / Coming-of-Age
**Logline:** On a rainy April day, an elderly man's decision to assemble his artificial Christmas tree forces a confrontation with his worried son, revealing a desperate act of love for his ailing wife.

## Visual Language & Atmosphere
The world is muted, damp, and claustrophobic. The color palette is dominated by greys and browns—the "bruised plum" sky, the grey street, the brown sludge of dead cherry blossoms, the dusty, cluttered interior of the house. The relentless rain hammering the siding and streaking the windows provides a constant, somber soundtrack and blurs the outside world, focusing the drama inward.

The lighting is the gloomy, flat light of a perpetually overcast day. Textures are key: the frayed cardboard of the box, the brittle, peeling tape, the cold, chipping paint of the metal tree stand, the dusty plastic of the needles, and the fragile glass of old ornaments. The atmosphere is heavy with the past, smelling of dust, stale plastic, and the metallic tang of rain. The scene builds toward the potential introduction of a single point of artificial color: the glow of the old, multi-colored Christmas lights, which promises to transform the oppressive gloom into a "beautiful, electric lie."

## Character Dynamics
The scene is a tense, intimate two-hander between a father and son navigating a profound family crisis.

* **BEN (Narrator):** The elderly father. He is physically frail, battling arthritis and old injuries, which makes the physical act of building the tree a painful struggle. He is stubborn and proud, deflecting his son's concerns with lies and sharp retorts to avoid conversations about his failing independence ("Assisted Living"). Internally, Ben is sentimental and adrift in memory, using the ritual of the tree to anchor himself and, more importantly, to create a beacon of comfort for his wife. His actions are driven by a deep, heartbreaking love and a desire to hold back the tide of his wife's illness, even for a moment.

* **DAVID:** The middle-aged son, around fifty. He is the pragmatist, grounded in the dreary reality of April, clogged gutters, and his mother's deteriorating condition. He arrives with the weight of the world on his shoulders—his own family, work, finances, and now the baffling behavior of his father. His initial tone is one of frustrated concern, viewing the tree as a sign of his father's mental decline. However, as the scene progresses and Ben's true motivation is revealed, David's frustration melts into weary empathy. He transitions from observer to active participant, his actions (helping with the tree, untangling the lights) becoming a silent expression of love and support for his father.

* **MARTHA (Off-screen):** The unseen matriarch. Her presence is the catalyst for the entire scene. Her cognitive decline—confusing night for day, the present for the past—dictates the central action. She exists in the narrative through Ben's memories (her "generous" handwriting, her love for a specific ornament) and the shared concern of the two men. She is the ghost at this strange, out-of-season feast.

## Narrative Treatment
On a bleak, rainy April afternoon, BEN is on the floor of his cluttered living room with a frayed cardboard box marked *XMAS – LIVING ROOM*. His son, DAVID, enters, bringing the cold and damp in with him. He is immediately bewildered and concerned: why is the Christmas tree box out in April?

Ben, defensive and physically pained by his arthritis, offers flimsy excuses—he’s "sorting," he's checking the lights for next year. David doesn't believe him. He sees the state of the house, the neglect, and his father kneeling with difficulty. The tension between them is palpable, underscored by Ben's fear that any sign of weakness will lead to the dreaded "Assisted Living" conversation.

Ignoring David's practical objections, Ben begins the arduous process of assembling the old, plastic fir tree. He pulls out the rusty metal base and the first tier of branches, a cloud of dust blooming in the stale air. The act is a struggle, every movement a negotiation with his aging body. The conversation is stilted, with David trying to discuss practical matters like clogged gutters while Ben remains lost in his task. David presses, asking if this is about "Mum," pragmatically stating she won't know the difference. Ben’s only explanation is that the room feels empty *today*.

A memory of buying the tree—and a fourteen-year-old David’s teenage angst about it—briefly pierces the tension with a shared, faint echo of humor. This moment softens David, and when Ben struggles to lift the second section of the tree, David steps in to help without being asked. The dynamic shifts from confrontation to collaboration. David shares a bittersweet update: his mother recognized him today, but she thought he was twelve years old.

As they handle the box of old, fragile ornaments, the reason for this strange ritual is finally revealed. Ben admits that last night, Martha woke up confused and scared. Seeing the dark corner of the living room, she asked where the Christmas lights were, fearing that their absence meant "the party was over."

Ben's confession is simple and devastating: "I just want her to see it. When she wakes up later... Just so she knows... we're not gone yet."

Understanding dawns on David. The frustration drains away, replaced by a quiet, weary acceptance. He helps his father finish assembling the crooked, pathetic-looking tree. They work in silence, a clumsy, two-man dance of shared history and grief. David, the patient fisherman, tackles the impossible knot of old Christmas lights.

As they wrap the lights around the dusty branches, Ben observes his son's grease-stained mechanic's hands and has a sharp realization that the roles have reversed—David is the adult now, and he is the one in need of help.

With the tree fully decorated and the plug in Ben's hand, a final wave of doubt washes over him. He asks David if this will actually help Martha or just confuse her more. David admits he doesn't know. The outcome is uncertain. It might work, or it might make things worse. "We've done the work now," he says gently. "Might as well see if they work."

The scene concludes with Ben kneeling by the wall socket, the plug hovering, about to transform the grey, sad room with a beautiful, desperate lie.

## Scene Beat Sheet
1. David arrives to find his father, Ben, with the Christmas tree box out in April.
2. Ben lies, claiming he is "sorting," and begins to assemble the tree's rusty base, struggling with his arthritis.
3. Ben snaps at David's offer of help, revealing his fear of being pushed into assisted living.
4. David realizes his father is serious about putting up the tree.
5. Ben assembles the first section; David asks if this is about his mother, noting she won't know the month.
6. Ben explains emotionally that the room feels "empty today."
7. A shared memory of buying the tree momentarily breaks the tension.
8. David steps in to help a struggling Ben lift the second section of the tree.
9. David shares that Martha recognized him today but mistook him for a child.
10. Ben reveals the true motivation: Martha woke up the night before, scared because the Christmas lights weren't on.
11. Ben's goal is to reassure Martha that "we're not gone yet."
12. David's frustration dissolves; he fully commits to helping, placing the crooked top section on the tree.
13. They decorate the tree with old ornaments in a new, somber silence.
14. David patiently untangles the knotted string of lights.
15. Together, they wrap the lights around the tree.
16. Ben hesitates with the plug, fearing the display might confuse Martha more.
17. David gently encourages him to finish what they started.
18. The scene ends as Ben prepares to plug in the lights, on the precipice of the reveal.

## Thematic Context
This chapter is a poignant exploration of love in the face of irreversible loss. The central theme is the conflict between **Memory and Reality**. Ben attempts to superimpose a cherished memory (the comfort and light of Christmas) onto a painful present (his wife's dementia, his own physical decline) as a coping mechanism. The plastic tree is a tangible artifact from the past, a tool used to fight the formless, confusing reality of the now.

It is also a story about **Grief and Ritual**. The act of decorating the tree, a ritual normally associated with joy and anticipation, is repurposed here as an act of anticipatory grief. It is a desperate attempt to provide comfort and familiarity for someone who is slowly slipping away, and in doing so, to comfort oneself.

The narrative powerfully illustrates the **Role Reversal** between an aging parent and their adult child. Ben’s internal monologue explicitly notes that David "was the adult now," a painful recognition of his own growing dependence. Their clumsy dance around the tree is a physical manifestation of them navigating these new, uncomfortable roles.

Finally, the scene finds profound meaning in **Imperfect Gestures**. The tree itself is described as "terrible," "crooked," and "pathetic." The ornaments are mangy or broken. The effort is born of desperation, not joy. Yet, the imperfect, out-of-season act is imbued with more love and significance than a picture-perfect Christmas ever could be. It posits that the sincerity of the gesture, not its perfection, is what truly matters.