So, tomorrow morning, I'm driving from Maryland to Jacksonville, Florida. At that point, the tornado begins.
The tornado is directing my first feature film, a low/no-budget script written by (as well as produced by and starring) my good buddy Damian Lahey. Right now it's called "Out of Nothing At All" (make the connection, go ahead--while we'd love to use the song, I don't see it happening), though that could change.
It's about a late-20s fella who isn't really stepping up to the plate. There is whisky, there are needles, there is humor, there are somewhat neglected children, and there might just be a brief glimmer of hope. And if there isn't a glimmer of hope, then so be it, because that's how it goes most of the time. I'm not interested in redemption this time around. I'm interested in capturing reality.
We're not using actors, and we have a small (documentary-style) crew. I feel like this is the only approach that can possibly do justice to the material. We'll see if I'm right. Hopefully you will too, at Sundance or Slamdance this coming winter.
I would love to use this venue to provide maniacally intensive diary entries, exposing me as the fraud that I am, but I'll probably be too exhausted. I'm at least going to publish weekly updates. Will try to do more.
I hope I'm simply exhausted this June, and not dead or insane. If I'm not, I can't wait to catch up with those of you that I know. As for those of you that I don't know, let's meet soon...