Every filmmaker understands that one of the biggest pleasures of the craft is observing the effect the final cut produces on people. Among a filmmaker’s biggest satisfaction is to finally sit in a screening room, no matter how small, and experience the chatter, laughter, silence and energy shared by the viewers. The pleasure reaches such levels that one becomes addicted to it.

Of course I’m not the only one whose plans have changed during these past couple of months, and definitely a film screening is one of the most “quarantine-doable” activity of all, thanks to screen-sharing and the use of digital streaming platforms. Nevertheless, these methods take away every bit of adrenaline, vibration and feelings that a first time screening produces on the creators and responsible of the piece.
So after 30 long minutes of waiting for everyone kind enough to watch the online premiere of ‘How To Go To Paradise (and fail trying)”, each one in their own comfortable room, we connected for a post-screening very short Q&A. It was fulfilling to see so many familiar faces and new faces all in the same place, interested enough to listen and participate to this brief weird webcam discussion, where I only received positive comments. On the other hand, I still have no idea what scenes made them laugh, which ones made them stay silent or if there was any chatter during any particular moment. A lot questions remained unanswered, from both the viewers and me, the filmmaker.

Some arts are meant to be contemplated, enjoyed internally and perhaps shared later. Others do not even exist without the participation of spectators, like theatre. But as a theatre lover filmmaker, there’s nothing more satisfying that sitting at your own screening, as if the play was about to start. The film has been made and thanks to technology is screening and nothing should go wrong, but one knows, specially the first time being shown to the public, that one should expect the unexpected.
A filmmaker can enjoy many of the stages involved in making a film, like it can be the developing of the idea, the writing of the script, the pre-production, the making of it, the editing and the distribution. For me, the film isn’t ready without first witnessing the magic that unfolds when a bunch of humans experience it for the first time.

Thanks to London Metropolitan University, who still gives me a platform to share my projects as a graduate.
Till the next screening!

  • Build a nice pro-cool-looking-fancy-worded-(photo where you look handsome but not model looking handsome hoping the owner of the company hires you because they were horny when they saw your cv)-black-and-white (maybe some gold in it, cause gold is posh) CV? Done.
  • Have enough experience to start being at someone’s service? Yup.
  • Ready to take a minimum wage (higher than third-world countries but lower than a living wage in the first world developed country you live in) in exchange of lotta hours of your time? Definitely.
  • Tired of the word freelancer and self-employed but you’re under a contract where you’re pretty much a puppet? Yeah.

Well, wake little bitch, or I’ll hire the dude that charges me below the minimum wage because he uses iMovie, TikTok, Luts and 100+ Transitions to create my ads. I mean, your Adobe experience takes way much more time.

Hello my cats and kittens, welcome to The Hunt! A world full of LinkedIn, Apply Now, “we receive a vast number of applications, so please be patient”, Test Edits, Sincerely, Kind regards and I believe I have a strong aptitude for developing relationships, and my worst quality is that I’m too perfectionist.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining, my privileges of being able to share this are up the ceiling but, I like when ourselves, children playing grownups become these really formal suit and tie people ready to bend over or get our knees dirty for dat job position. So when somebody asks us what do we do for a living, our ego doesn’t have to suffer and say you work in hospitality after years of essays, A and B plusses, degrees and masters.

IT FEELS SO GOOD if your ass sits in an office or like we like it nowadays “from-hommmmme”, man that’s the life. You can have coffee, chilling, no customer rushing you they want some cappuccino or there’s vomit in the toilet. Honestly, if you have a job where you can have a black-americano while sitting in a comfortable Aston Synchronous Bonded Leather Manager Chair, and your golden retriever is outside playing with your blonde kid right next to your Range Rover. If your wife/husband plays with your alfa-male balls for a few minutes a day, then you’re done. You’ve passed all of the tests, and that CV I was talking about, that was a thing of the past. Well done mate.

PS: I’m a good guy deep down, I swear if you hire me you won’t regret it.