Accepting the darkness.
...from writing something purely for functional purposes, to getting right down into the belly of the beast, and finally writing ten pages of material that I'm terrified to produce, and actually make me feel quite nauseated...
Short two, draft one (and a loaf of bread).
"For the love of god, please write that film."
A woman photographs her neighbours.
It would be an understatement to say I've recently been inspired by the work of Gail Albert Halaban. Echoes of her practice show up in the feature screenplay I've just written, and in this tiny short I'm trying to squeeze out in a similar vein.