humble beginnings…


A TV, my hostel room, 12 friends, and a few bottles of coke and sprite.


THE MR. THERAPY SCREENING

The pre-screening “speech”

The post-screening “speech”

Clearly, I had nothing better to say. I’d never physically shown a film of mine to a group of people before, and I quickly found out that when you do, your brain automatically switches to Roger Ebert mode. You then become really tense, asking yourself if the audience can also see the utter nonsense you’re seeing. You barely watch the movie with them as your mind is in constant overdrive. “Man, is this as good as they think I can be?” “What exactly is going on in their minds?” “Why is this tv so trash? It’s messing up my colours!”
But I had to do this to be mentally and emotionally ready for The Mother’s Smile Experience the next year.