I stumbled on the history of the banana on a dusty library bookshelf in Paris. It’s an incredible story of corruption and Cold War coups, all to deliver Americans a convenient staple.
The title stems from an early account of the Guatemalen coup, describing the local people as sardines, exploited by American sharks.
My story design and directing was really hitting a flow here. The first act sets up information which is then powerfully detonated at the climax. It’s one of my first stories with twists and turns.
