I can't believe I watched a four hour documentary about Kevin Smith today, and was actually fairly entertained by it. The more I think about my misgivings about the future, the more I become inspired by indie filmmakers. Smith made a movie for 28,000 by maxing out a bunch of credit cards.
Men like this got into filmmaking because they wanted to sit around behind a camera with their friends. I for one have never been happier or more excited than when I was sitting around with my friends in our houses, shooting short movies and having crappy special gore effects and terrible story lines.
I think this could be real. I have an interest in English, definitely- a pronounced interest even, but I think I really might have a passion for filmmaking. It's frustrating and time-consuming, and it's against my anti-social nature, but I think it's a passion that needs to be reawakened. Right now I'm just rocking in my excitement.
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