Struggle is an essayist’s closest companion when composing a component. Great journalists endeavor to compose strife into each scene regardless of how little in light of the fact that a decent essayist realizes that contention is the thing that makes a story connecting with, riveting, and engaging. Struggle doesn’t need to be a battle, a shoot-out or an out and out contention. Struggle can be spoken to by feeling, curse on exchange, a little difference, anything that makes the characters on screen differ about something.
For hell’s sake, it can be an inner clash for one character even. Without struggle, a script is exhausting and uneventful. Sadly Love of My Lifeis deprived of contention for the vast majority of its runtime.