Tonight
I'm pretty burned out right now. All I wanted for this weekend besides getting all the editing stuff done for the festival was to get everyone interested in watching the two Paradise Lost films together to at least watch part one. Screw that. Either people are mysterious and completely disappear on me, or if they are around they're watching crap I can't stand to be in the same room with. This evening is such a lost cause. I've left the room of people watching Pirates of the Caribbean to try and commune with people in my livejournal communities that share the same niche tastes.
I'm so sick of people treating the visual medium as pure entertainment. It's dead if you ask me; People take it for granted and abuse it like crazy. Even if you are a creator of such content like me, it makes no difference to anyone outside the festival circuit: "Oh that's cool you make films! Maybe one day I'll see one." Yeah right. I had a film playing at a frigging AMC movie theatre in Kansas City an entire weekend last fall, and not one person I know that lives there even bothered to go check it out.
Of all things, here in my possession I have two films that are more socially relevant and timely than anything else that could possibly be going on right now. Three young men are on death row for what these films explore. Screw caring about coordinating viewings of things. I vowed on here a few months ago that I'd be more selfish in this area. If someone cares enough they'll ask me for a copy and can watch it on their own time. I refuse to sit through the same thing with three separate groups of people just because people can't get their act together.
I'm gonna sit here instead and indulge myself with the most surreal, abstract art films that no one would dare consider. I'll relish the fact that I love them, and not give a second thought of how lonely it can be to live in such a backwater town full of an uninspired public that wouldn't even give them a chance. Things have changed yet again and I have to accept that.
I'm so sick of people treating the visual medium as pure entertainment. It's dead if you ask me; People take it for granted and abuse it like crazy. Even if you are a creator of such content like me, it makes no difference to anyone outside the festival circuit: "Oh that's cool you make films! Maybe one day I'll see one." Yeah right. I had a film playing at a frigging AMC movie theatre in Kansas City an entire weekend last fall, and not one person I know that lives there even bothered to go check it out.
Of all things, here in my possession I have two films that are more socially relevant and timely than anything else that could possibly be going on right now. Three young men are on death row for what these films explore. Screw caring about coordinating viewings of things. I vowed on here a few months ago that I'd be more selfish in this area. If someone cares enough they'll ask me for a copy and can watch it on their own time. I refuse to sit through the same thing with three separate groups of people just because people can't get their act together.
I'm gonna sit here instead and indulge myself with the most surreal, abstract art films that no one would dare consider. I'll relish the fact that I love them, and not give a second thought of how lonely it can be to live in such a backwater town full of an uninspired public that wouldn't even give them a chance. Things have changed yet again and I have to accept that.