Sunday, 4 December 2011
Thursday, 1 December 2011
Sunday, 27 November 2011
Wednesday, 23 November 2011
I was in the Indoor Market in Huddersfield off the Piazza yesterday with Becki and Indigo and we were looking for wool and possibly some fruit and some sweets to fill our advent calendar. Shame on me I had never looked up from the dreary lighting, the shop stalls and my shuffling feet. Okay so I looked up and the photograph below taken on a phone just depicts, very badly what wonderful stuff happens when you look up.
The imagination which is my biggest bug bear in life at present is diminishing the longer things go on. The negative comments about this building are abundant and that is because it is so badly decked out. This place could be amazing, this place could be akin to the National Theatre, a place to rest and think (Oh no don't waste space in place to think sorry) A place to sell things aswell!!! The ideas could be massive and expansive and the building is there ready to be developed! No new build necessary! Just a gutting and then some thought!
Tuesday, 15 November 2011
Saturday, 5 November 2011
Going to be a cool show eventually
Monday, 31 October 2011
I found this video on the BandCamp Site (pretty sure that's where it was) and thought of you!
more links like these http://www.kino.gb.com/LINKS.html
Tuesday, 25 October 2011
by Marco Zaffino.
(Awarded 'Golden Kahuna at the Honolulu IFF 2010 for excellence in filmmaking'.
Monday, 24 October 2011
Tuesday, 18 October 2011
I don't know if I can quite express how much I love 8 1/2 and La Dolce Vita. Such elegence, self consicous truth-making-film of that time and also such self-criticism of the idea in itself.
Fellini a major influence to great filmmakers of the future David Lynch, Baz Luhrmann, Terry Gilliam etc etc Me! :-) just ran rampant, brave in his artistic expression while creating characters and story of the era. The story of cool, of paparazzi (In fact I think the name was coined in the film La Dolce Vita) and fame, of art versus entertainment, truth versus fantasy while somehow blending all the above! A Fucking amazing feet!
Sunday, 16 October 2011
Someimtes I think about Nothing, is that ok Finn said just before bed and we had a talk about the space between planets and the Tao! I was so proud of his thoughts about nothing!!!
Saturday, 15 October 2011
First Tuesday - Made In Huddersfield (Punk... by Saklas
More Huddersfield cool shit!!!
I think Mike Shrimpton who helped me in The Veranda (my debut film) was cameraman in this historic Punk video!! ) How fucking cool is that!!! But I'm not certain ...
Friday, 14 October 2011
Hunter S. Thomson . . . Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
Flamingo Modern Classic
The rhythms in this writing, the flow of that brain! Fuck!
A blog and service of brilliance and the attitude of Hero! A cooking Hero with down to earth, stylish evreyperson cuisine.
This blog will be huge
Thursday, 13 October 2011
Not to mention the other take aways, Curries KFCs... Scary man!!!
BELOW BBC GUIDELINES AND ADVICE below that THE NUTRITION TO THE TAKE AWAY GIANTS
Guides for Nutrition and DAILY Guidelines
I went to see this film with my now wife and I had chills throughout watching the movie and a headache for 48 hours after because of the intensity and the release and the intensity and the release.
(becki did laugh at the Ketchup joke as the tension of the whole overdose story came to some peace and some fuckwit went ha ha ha sarcastically in front of her!
My mind did pop!
I want these to be short and sharp so I'll stop there with the shiny LA imagery, the wonderful script, the glorious perm and the picking up of brain from the back of a car, reminding me about what film can be :-)
"I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving
a quote from Allen Ginsberg 1947-1995
read the rest of this poem by a man who dug it the most! Prophecy and Power in these words!
Monday, 10 October 2011
Well today, as I like to write about my coffee stops I thought it time to write about the best Independent Coffee Shop I've been in. I went in today to write abit of a new novel about an Adolescent Minotaur. I have in the past done much storyboarding and script writing in the old Coffeev and in the new one. I have sadly not gone in as much as I used to lately because of the great thing about here. I know too many beautiful people here andso I don't have the right mind to work. It is sad that I have let the atmosphere become more of a reminiscence rather than a constant experience but I can't work too well here. Andso I wanted to say here how great a place it still is.
Served a double espresso and iced glass of water by James today was second to none. Perfect crema and a strong espresso that held everything together in a perfect cup.. A rainy day writing about deserts and Minotaurs to a perfect coffee made by a top bloke. His brother next to him Jeremy, funny, erudite and a Barista Viola genius! A gorgeous experience as always!
So sorry I cant frequent as much as I used to because I am obsessive work wanker but a little statement here to say how much I love the place!
Friday, 30 September 2011
Here is a link and the photo of Francesca Depledge is the image used here for the group show. I feel honoured .. and in a big way to be in a show, to be in the same room as something by Joseph Beuys.. Extraordinary time...
From an Art Slant Page (Copied and pasted)
> EXHIBITED WITH THESE ARTISTS
This made me Smile Man!!! :-)
Thursday, 29 September 2011
Tomorrow at 18:00 - 22 October at 16:00
HF Contemporary Art -Berlin
Schererstrasse 10 - 11
|For||Marco Zaffino - Film/Art Updates|
Group Art Show tomorrow in Berlin
Works by Joseph Beuys, Paul Marks, Elke Mohr, Tobias Pils, Christoph Schmidberger, Nicholas Socrates, Axel Staudinger, Helen Steele and Marco Zaffino
30th Sept until 22nd Oct
VENUE / ORT:
HF Contemporary Art -Berlin
Tue - Sat 11-18hrs Schererstrasse 10 - 11
Berlin - Wedding, D-13347
und per Vereinbarung
Cheers Dave Himelfield
And first reviews coming in from Amazon
Friday, 23 September 2011
AND with the advent of new Zaffinos participating in the films and future projects the name may change from MINSTRELWALLEYE PRODUCTIONS to ZAFFINO WORKS or PRODUCTIONS etc or something similar.... It will be again strange but I feel the Kids and Becki may surpass my furthest dreams and if we can combine and become a carnival arts family!!! How perfect!! And how exciting!!!
Lovely people amazing images.. lets hope the film holds it!!
www.Imbd.com link below to SPECIAL
Well with Special, I got the above. Firstly the hand held centrally composed camera work was beautiful. Very beautiful. I had seen the main actor in Bamboozled and I think it was True Romance in an audition. He was great in this roll. His very confusing roll was sensitive, absurd, soulful and believable in a story that hit home deeply in this age of wanting to be a famous hero for no good reason but for being famous for no good reason.
In Special because of a drug that allowed one to believe in oneself the hero became a hero with special powers. These were almost certainly only in his own mind. Although some of the powers did seem to surface truly at times. With great powers came great paranoia and the drug company's efforts to nip in the bud this thorn in their sides: a runaway self-believer come super hero tackling petty crimes! It conitinues into a crescendo of self empowerment at the lowest moment of the film.
This was a great film and I highly recommend it!
I'll publish this and find out some of the names when I get home and imdb links etc
Thursday, 15 September 2011
Monday, 12 September 2011
5stars all round *****
Monday, 5 September 2011
A few times now a soft yet powerful whisper has told me of what lies beneath after the letting go. For me there is always something I feel like I have forgotten and before I start work, writing, or thinking about the films and such the energy wasted and time needed to focus on whatever it is I'm focussing on is too great to describe.
I felt a rumor lately about two more false things to worry about. Two things greater than Christ or Buddha and they are Love and Letting Go! I thought,.. you know,.. I think it is time to let go of letting go and love. This felt too hard and after many realizations that left the only ambitions possible to be these two and the main one being the last ambition Love... I could only manage the idea of letting these slide for ten breathes or ten clean breathes anyway. I'd say clean breathes are those where nothing else is thought about. So many constructs, so much scaffolding hold these false Gods there because they actually describe what lies beneath. They describe in feelings how a language tries to describe in the best of what we have, or the most beautiful place we know. Feelings of love and the high concept of letting go try to describe in our most masterly language we posses what lies beneath. Feelings our most precious language but still a very sensitive language non the less.
Then when these last bastions are put to one side for the slightest moment the stupid arguments about letting go and love vanish. The stupid arguments of ego and all that go. When these are let go of our centre is turned on. To that which is bigger. So bigger. And all those things our amazing feelings have tried to describe hoping we'd catch on are not felt but are ARE! This viscous silence, probably golden, Taos around us and those things we feared that we'd lose or that fucking religions told us to lose and die for are there so plentiful and loving and threads from our loved ones attach to us and we can love them as family without even thinking of letting go of them to be truly enlightened and we can slither that web outwards more and more with ever silence we allow. With every golden silence we allow the thread can weave it's way in and through all existence everywhere and in every atom and the zero freak can truly feel more freedom and love than our lovely storytelling personalities ever dreamed of. Even if it is just for five breaths.
Just a thing I felt at the station yesterday. Thought I'd share it :-)
Friday, 2 September 2011
I drive to town from work for my lunch break and park in Kingsgate and walk upto the Caffe Hut. It's a beautiful day and I have a notebook in my back pocket, A5 in size and it now goes everywhere with me. In my wallet is a couple of quid for coffee and parking and a mini pencil and an turquoise mini retractable pen.
Melanie Sian Vandesande one of the hardest working people I know serves me a double espresso and a cup of water and I sit in one of my favourite spots in town to write. It's warm and I have a view right up the King's Street. Mel is a friend but as a cafe review too her service is lovely and the coffee is beautiful, it is a little more acidic maybe because of the paper cups than some of the smoother multnational's espressos but I'm in the mood for it and I love it, it hits the sides and wakes me up (i'm still asleep at 11.30 ater being up like 5 hours). There is always a friendliness and a down to earth way at the Caffe Hut while sitting with the ladies who would have smoked behind the bike sheds about 60 years ago. I imagine there are some interesting stories in the heads of these customers. I'm thoroughly anti-smoking because my Dad died so young because of smoking and so I feel quite bizarre in a corner of smokedom but I like it.
Then I see Mel wander up to the cutest couple, elderly and in love... she returns with kind eyes and lovely words of her grandparents. I see them holding hands.
Alongside this I write the 1st 2 pages of Pure Bred Chihuahua #2 and so note the time and Mel and the coffee as a momentous occasion for me in this wonderful moment of coffee, sunshine and old romance and a great energy coming through my double espresso.
On this particular visit 2nd Sept 2011
Service-5 stars, coffee-4, Experience-5 out of 5
BTW Huddersfield is a great coffee hub Most coffee at most places s at a 4 or 5 standard ... I'll go into that when I review the cities
Thursday, 1 September 2011
Monday, 29 August 2011
Coffee Shops - Maybe time to start giving my opinion on those I visit you know quality, care, view and atmosphere and how it effects the writing and doodling!
Saturday, 27 August 2011
Thursday, 18 August 2011
And so the more playful yet darkly hitting works critical of the norm, the status quo and materiality are more and more in the background and as it crosses my mind maybe the writers are even having to think before this very free flow writing is expressed and published. What might the work ensue or glamourize, if say made into a film and then seen by a wider audience? Accountabilty and transparency being the political buzz words at the moment as the world becomes more and more fearful over economic disasters and human corruption and the globalisation of all nations... moral fundamentalism is coming to the fore and religious fundamentalism and dogma is so particular and insular their answers are increasingly unusful but for those involved in their cause and their followers.
Radical thoughts for a freer, cooler, more kind society that is usually described by embittered pissed off dryly sarcastic usually wonderful authors who wish they'd been around when Easy Rider was made or that they were in at least one Kerouac truck or railway carriage, sit and write, and now do we have to actually think about what we say with an accountability in mind.? What an awful thought but I feel an atmosphere where any rockng of a boat might actually make it tip. So unstable and thoughtless have we become? Just a question really as I blab on... Argh big brother on channel 5 is starting!
Wednesday, 17 August 2011
Tuesday, 16 August 2011
Working on MASANAGA at the minute a feature screenplay which is very exciting and also the next novel. A bit undecided which idea to focus on for the next novel or if I should try and write them both. There is the second book in the world of Pure Bred Chihuauha but also a another book that is totally unrelated but involves whaling ships, carnivals and hobo adventures by a mythical creature who also happens to be a 13 year old child in hard times. Hmm??
Friday, 12 August 2011
Thursday, 11 August 2011
I needed to ask myself some questions. Where can one feel empowered? What power? And where does it come from? And how can it be directed positively? And isn't it something we all need as humans, a power, an assurance of ones own strength and ability to live safely with honour, with the option of being heard? How can one say anything, be anything without the self assurance, and IMAGINATION to do something of worth!? With out these tools, living in certain conditions, and being of a certain character, what mindless expression will occur? This is not a lefty social get out, this is humanity... I am sad that such humanity is going to waste.
I have gone through anger and wanting the perpetrators to get all they deserve and more.. I'm possibly still of this mind, however I feel ashamed that it took me a few days to regain some humanity. The lack of humanity we label those creating such mayhem, havoc and fear.
Mayhem, Havoc and Fear. I don't have to use these as a tool to regain some power. I can hold my head up high most of the time where I live and not think, who's that looking at me? Am I in danger? Do I have to show some strength just to go to the shop? That must be exhausting to live in fear or have to show feats of strength and intimidation constantly.
I am very lucky to have been given, or learnt the tools to imagine things to do. I don't need the government to supply me with basket ball courts and playgrounds, youth clubs etc etc to imagine a dream being fulfilled. How do we give these tools to the youth, and this is not just for those we so easily dismiss but to all those in school where statistics rather than inspiration within learning is so highly prized by the government and educational system.
I feel so very sad today as I walk around Huddersfield and see a few intimidating characters cycling around, big men on phones making out that things maybe about to kick off in town. That our police force may or may not have to deal with the situation, that innocent shopkeepers, shoppers, the innocent public may have to deal with fire, death, danger, havoc and mayhem, sneers, cajoling.
What I mean to say, what I find terribly sad is that when I see these intimidating characters I also see handsome men who could easily be models for Dazed and Confused or I-D Magazine, I see people organising this fucking mission of theft and/or intimidation, there are even strange talents of crossing physical social boundaries that are scary to normal people that could be useful in business and in the army and in the police force... there is humour and each individual behind the bravado and fucked up armour has kindness.... at least 98% do.
I am not saying we have caused this as a society.. I don't want to lay blame.
What is the answer?
Poverty, the word is bandied about and then you see fucking drought and true poverty in the 3rd world and the criteria we give to the word seems ridiculous. Objects & Materialistic poverty has nothing to do with this. It is the atmosphere of living in the world any human would hate to live in and having to get by. Bit by bit this would be soul destroying, character destroying to some and those it doesn't destroy, for those many trying to stick this out, how great is my respect to these people... and then there is this opportunity to stick 2 fingers up at the world and say fuck you, fuck off, we exist, and the mayhem and havoc and destruction is the two fingers. By these with lower character and lower strength and lower possibilities.
What else can these guys do to feel power? What can these people do to feel power that is safe, and can hold onto dreams and to try to fulfil them?
- Imagination is not taught or .. very little thought about as something important. But this is all important. In a society where measuring poverty includes having flat screen TVs ... MAN!!!! (Although I myself lived in a family of 4 on £56 a week and that was for mortgage, bills, food etc, as a child... My Mum worked miracles.)
- All the social things you all know about... I am not equipped as you may or may not be, to talk about these things but you know them. Single Parent Mothers trying desperately to deal with life and children, Low Incomes, Benefits (when gone wrong) making people lose faith in ones own power and possibilities... Discipline, the celebration of Mediocrity... While SATS fuck our kids up more and more etc etc And ambitions of success are measured by fame and material gain as opposed to happiness, community and getting by with pride and honour. Which lesson teaches honour and imagination at schools, which role model shows this at home. And how can this be taught at home in the environments discussed. Honour comes out in different ways. At worst, Gang mentality and neighbourhood wars.
- Empowerment!!! We all want empowerment, to be alive and heard. Without the channels to do this, without the tools to do this we have a major problem.
- I feel so sad that the Riots and the shitness of them, the hatred I feel for those purpetrators and yet I see Individuals who could so easily be those doing this stuff and I see amazing people wasted in some estate. That is fucked up. Playstation, Teaching syllabusses that are so tedious that I would want to leave school, lack of dreams and inspiration allowed in to teaching by the strict strict ways of the new structures, and lack of the need to dream and imagine. For what is the point!!! WE SEE THE POINT RIGHT NOW... No IMAGINATION, NO PRIDE, NO EMPATHY (EMPATHY COMES FROM IMAGINATION, HONOUR, and CONSIDERATION..) All these great considerations need high levels of Imagination to function properly and where are we teaching this.
- How do I try to empower my children? By Loving them and giving them options for a world that is their oyster to see and partake in. How would you empower your children growing up in a difficult sometimes dangerous world, your home? You need imagination, consideration, honesty and yes even LOVE to try to understand.
- And My HYPOCRACY would be I would be so very vengeful if someone had done anything of this rioting to me. And so I do want to say you are amazing to the FATHER who lost his CHILDREN in the riots and the POLICE who ahve been so brave and all those who have had damage and lives crushed.
- I DO NOT CONDONE IN ANY WAY what has happened. It is shit and I hate it. I am just so sad so very sad that thousands possibly millions of people do not know how wonderful this world can be and some of these mindless harsh people turn to Mayhem, Havoc, Intimidation, thoughtless violence, thoughtless expression, in this kind of X-Factor moment of fame. And to those who try to survive peacefully in the more difficult places to live I think you are wonderful!
My Dad lived as a peasant in Calabria, 5 slept in a bed, my Granddad came from literally 3rd world poverty in the back streets of Naples (Napoli is often quoted as being near 3rd world conditions) and through imagining a different world, they left and started a new world. Without Imagination, visualisation we would accept the shit we come from and we would fight only the shit but still live in it, shitting in our own backyards as the short sighted did in these riots, without the thoughts of a grand future, without a reason! Without thinking themselves out of their situation or mind set. We are the only ones who can do this. It is our Power to change our perspective to visualise a different world and fucking go for it. I commend any who try. And I truly am in awe of any who deal with those streets day to day I would be fearful to walk down.
Wednesday, 3 August 2011
The cover designed by my amazing wife BECKI and the blurb is all wending its way to Matt Read at Pitseleh Publishing this very second!!!
Pure Bred Chihuahua is nearly there!!!
200 Prints 1st Edition... Snap them up I say !!!
Before its a film and a cult success :-))))
Sunday, 1 May 2011
Wednesday, 27 April 2011
Saturday, 26 March 2011
I hope you find it a little intriguing and I'll find some more parts to read and upload those too.
Thursday, 10 February 2011
This is the first sit for you to view: (There are more angles in the film but this is the camcorder shot Zero Freak takes of himself.)
Thursday, 3 February 2011
Keren, how did you find the learning curve of your first film adventure?. What G-Force were you at?
Naturally, I'm overwhelmed. I don’t know where to start. As a writer, I was trained (at NYU, mostly, where I did my masters in dramatic writing) to write and let go. That is, to expect the best or the worst or something in between as the outcome of what I write alone in my room once it comes to life on the screen by someone else. A lot of someone elses. And here I am, taking control of all of the process. Doing it from A to Z, all letters included. And I think it's too much to ask for.
How did you find the move from Writing for the Screen, for a Director and Directing yourself?
This short film is part of one of the many features I wrote, non to be produced yet. This is a flashback scene, so to speak. In most of the screenplay, my main character, Dana, is 29 years old. She is stuck in her old childhood home, in her old room, she has a life outside of it, but she refuses to take the final steps it takes to really grow up and let go of the past. I do know it is not possible to really grow up and really let go, but people have a way of playing it. By moving out of their parents' house, for starters. By earning a full living. By sometimes having kids. Etc. Dana is in one of those ever lasting loops, and when a shrink asks her if she wants to change her life, she cannot quite answer him. She is in great pain and she is suffering, but that still doesn’t mean she's ready for change. She doesn’t believe in change. And this is where this flashback comes. It was once a longer piece, but due to my lack of budget, I squared it in 22 minutes.
Did you enjoy as Producer the orchestration of Film-making?
Going back to my departure from writer to writer-director. I wasn’t planning on it. I was forever told that I write like a director, that my writing is specific and visual, and cinematic, but I never had the guts to go out and say – I want to direct. When I thought of making a short film out of part of my feature, I was desperate to produce. I've been teaching film for years, my students at 18 years of age, have produced much more than I ever dared to, and though I love being there for them and being part of the process, that was never enough for me. I did get produced and still do so as a writer for children's animation films and shows, but those are not my babies, so to speak. So I wanted to go all the way with something I wrote, something, which is by the way semi-autobiographical, very personal – a very painful bit of my history. But I was going to be brave finally. And I chose one of my first student of 9 years ago, who has been making films ever since school to direct it. I was always there reading his work and supporting him, and I believed he could do a good job with the script. I still do. I offered to finance the film and he was happy to direct it. He loved the script. We had a contract made, in which I asked to be part of the artistic decision making, which was problematic from day one, even though, we both agreed on this clause, and despite the fact we also seemed to agree on most artistic decisions. But at some point it was clear that we cannot share the same chair, and we split. I had a few rough weeks in which I thought mostly of giving up. But a few good fellows, one director, one editor, told me: "If you can direct as you can write, you should do this". So I did. And this was the best thing I ever did to myself. I truly felt at some point, still do to a certain degree, that it doesn’t matter if no one likes this film, which cost me my son's and I lifesavings, I am so proud of daring.
Despite the hardship, I loved everything about the process. I fell in love with the role of director, though I have yet so much to learn. So much. I liked certain parts of producing it. I did hire a producer to do all the hard work – such as making calls, getting everyone there on time, arranging the equipment, food – the works. But I did do the casting, some of the art direction and loved doing the costume design, which was one of my favorite bits. It wasn’t easy dealing with real live people, I must say. I was intimidated at first. But I think I learned that if I spend some intimate quiet time with each one of my cast or crew, later on, on set, they'd just know what to do.
I had that experience with my cinematographer. We worked for a month on the shooting. We planned every thing to the last detail, and he had a full understanding of my vision, well, most of the time. Since I have a tendency for the surreal, some of my lighting choices and directions in general, were un-real. He did try to persuade to be more realistic, but I think, during the process, he discovered some of my more extreme choices were right for this project. I had it written in my script that Dana's room should be like two separate worlds cramped into one little space. Dana's side should be pinkish and bright, and her baby sister's side should be greenish, hospital like. When Ramy was working on getting the first night scene in that room, he kept asking me: "is this green enough for you?" and I kept saying "no", till at one point, he said: "well, this is going to look line an effect" and I said, that's the way I want it. Some people may look at those scenes and say: "well, that looks like a mistake.", and there is a fine line between mistakes and innovations. That won't stop me from trying.
We had the same kind of "dispute" over the scene in which Dana runs downs the stairs into the light. That scene was originally supposed to be shot outside, in the street, but at some point during pre-production, I realized that I don’t have time to shoot outside and I'm not sure I have the money for it. I took out all the exterior scenes from the screenplay. Some were replaced, some dropped. I dropped the running scene just before the shooting began, because I understood we may not have time to complete the film in the 8 days we were given (the house belongs to dear family friends, who were staying in it all the time, and my actress had to go back to school). But the night before the last day of shooting I couldn’t sleep, and I tried to figure a way to replace that scene in the little close to nothing amount of time I had, because I knew it was essential to the story. I always saw it as Dana's only moment of freedom. Her sister dies, she goes into the light, but so does Dana. Disease is a terrible burden. And her sister was slowly dying for the longest time. Her death is a way out. For both of the girls. Dana runs into the light with her new pink bag, the bag that for her symbolizes girlhood, playfulness, whatever's left of all that. So during my sleepless night, I thought of using the few moments of shooting and have my actress run down the stairs. The house will be completely dark, for it is the middle of the night, but the door will mysteriously be open and a strong light, "the mother-ship" light, as I call it, will come through it. Of course I got reactions like: "why is the door open?" or "why is there light out there?", but I didn’t have time to explain it. When Ramy first got the scene together, there wasn’t enough light coming from the outside, the whole scene looked pretty realistic and not at all the way I saw it. We had 20 minutes before we were kicked out for good, and I told him: "forget about it. Don't shoot it." But he looked at me and said: "how much more light do you want there?" and I told him "everything you have. Just take it off the stands and put it all on the ground." And he did it. I told him to shoot the shot out of focus, and we watched that girl run into her light on the monitor and both felt the beauty.
How did you find your leading Actress Bar Miniely
Bar Mineily was definitely the greatest asset on the set. She's a child actress and she's been around on TV for the last year, and the moment I saw her photos, I just knew she was the one. I worked with her for 3 months and she truly lived the part. The fact that she knew she was playing me really helped the connection. She could see through Dana's eyes. She is a true antsy read head, just as I am, but in front of the camera she's magic. She has so much patience. In scenes where she had to take the time, like the scene in which she had to stare at the bare side of her room, her dead sister's side, she did it, at her own pace, time and again and again. It was as if she saw what was not there. She's got a whole world of fairies and demons in her soul, and I used them to help her relate to the baby sister's illness and imminent death. It was such a great experience working with this child. I acted out the scenes for her before each first take, and she'd be playing a game on the computer, giving me half an eye, and yet, she did exactly what I did, she imitated me perfectly, not missing a detail. Amazing.
Where have you shown 'Not a Sinlgle Tear'? And where are you going to show it next?
The film premiered in the Tel Aviv cinemateque to an audience of 437 people, and I truly hope it gets into festivals around the world. Since I am not a student and on top of it, the film is longer than 15 minutes, some of the important festivals won't take it, such as Cannes and Berlin. Other festivals insist on a 35 mm copy, which is way expensive. I haven’t got a cent left. So this all limits my festival prism. The Locarno Film Festival is looking into it. I will get the answer in June. I'm hoping for the best.
How has the reaction to your film been?
All reactions to my film were emotional and strong and very positive, despite or because of the tears and grimness that goes with it. Hagai Levi (creator and producer of "In Treatment") was touched and impressed, and so were other local Israeli producers who saw it. My hope is for them to take on my feature screenplay, firstly the one from which this short is taken from, later others, which are just waiting.
Will you make another?
After my first taste in directing, I have to admit, I want more. I'd love to keep on writing and directing, but I will also be happy if my screenplays will be taken and interpreted by other directors. I would be honored, as a matter of fact.
Most importantly, where as a Mother of a wonderful son, do you feel your Film Dreams could take you? As a committed Father this is constantly on my mind and I wanted to get your perspective on this real matter?
Yes, I am a mother of a four year old, and on top of it, a totally single mom, one that does it all on her own and spends much of her time with her child, and yet, I think, for the sake of both of us, the more I create outside of the home, the happier we both would be. Even if it means missing each other. I know how proud my son is of my film. How grown up he was for not seeing me for long days, this after having me around every hour of every day and night from the moment he was born. He learns from me, he has his own projects, we also create together, and I know motherhood cannot be calculated by hours and minutes. On the contrary, I sometimes dream to be one of those "fathers" who are barely home, and when they do come home, their children admire them. Many stay-at-home-mom's feel like part of the furniture. We are often taken for granted. I don't want to be taken for granted ever again. Firstly, not by me.