I am starting from scratch. I have literally none at my disposal that are of advantage to this endeavor. Every time I tap friends to shoot something, I only bring myself and my pen and pieces of paper. Inasmuch as I have tried saving up money for a decent camera, it only ends up being spent on either emergency family expenses or debts nearing their deadlines. I always borrow. I plead for favors, and I borrow and rent and plead for more favors.
I always envy people having the things I don't have. I go on with the cliche: "If I had those, imagine the things I could do." But, yes, it's true. That decent camera you're just letting rust in your cabinet, I have dreamt of buying that every time I pass by a camera store. I always pass by camera stores. I stop and look at the cameras on display, usually protected with clear glass. I look at the specs, and then I look at the price. Then I calculate if I save this much money, I can buy it in this span of months. As I stare at that camera, I see my reflection on the clear glass. Then I say to myself, "Who am I kidding?" Then I carry on and walk. Many times, it is in this same moment of walking away from the camera store that I get my ideas for my stories. When I get home I write them down. By the time I finish that story, I stop. Now what, I always ask. I always, always end up printing that script and just filing it inside a dedicated cabinet for stories that I am sure will never get to see the big screen. Sometimes I open up this cabinet and just scan through these stories. I cry on them when the moment demands it.
But I can't go on like this forever. So came Mathilda. I have not gone to film school. I don't have the opportunities and the assets a film school offers. My network of friends I can tap for favors is limited, and I can't ask them forever. My family does not really support this dream. I barely have people who I can talk about these things with passion, and when I find myself talking about this stuff with them, I am afraid I have cast them away because our interests do not really correlate. So I end up just writing them all down and filing them in the same cabinet. That's what I always do. If I can't talk about it or no one wants me to talk about it, I just write them all down.
So, film school. I don't hate film school or people spending much money on film schools. If I had the advantages they're having now, I could have done the same. I want to learn from people who know the craft and understand it as much as I do. I want to surround myself with people burning with the same zeal for cinema. Passion is overrated. I need cinema. I need to make films. I don't want to make films. I need to make films. There is a myriad of differences between the two. We should really change what we tell our kids in elementary when they go up on stage and say to the people what they want to be when they grow up. That is an awfully wrong statement. If I was wise enough when I said that line back then, I could have said, "When I grow up, I need to be..." and drop that mic like the asshole I am.
So this is me, spiritless. I am a master of self-pity. I drown myself with the sadness that everything is just really pointless. But my cabinet of stories is coming to life. Every night. Every late night. It comes to life. It terrorizes me.
So we are here.