I received my first rejection-letter today. London Sci-Fi Film Festival tore my heart out, wrapped it up in my dismembered entrails, chewed it to a pulp and spit it back in my face. I felt absolutely horrible. I spent a year of my life on this project, absolutely threw myself into it -- how dare you deem it unworthy! They said we were on their short-list, but that's no consolation, especially since they probably say that to everyone.
Feeling like that kid who couldn't get a date to the prom, everywhere I looked was Doom & Gloom. Pessimism washed through me like Katrina on steroids. Seeing as how absolutely nothing positive could ever come of this movie, I experienced an "Ahh, Fuck It" moment. And in that moment, a truly genius idea popped in my head.
Forget selling DVDs. I'm going to give DVDs away, as part of a fund-raising effort, for a worthy charity or non-profit organization. I'm leaning towards an organization that supports arts in public schools, or something to that effect. Raise money for a worthy cause. Get people to watch my movie. Create positive publicity for my production company. Win, win, win!
Fart-Jokes for Art-Folks.
Feeling like that kid who couldn't get a date to the prom, everywhere I looked was Doom & Gloom. Pessimism washed through me like Katrina on steroids. Seeing as how absolutely nothing positive could ever come of this movie, I experienced an "Ahh, Fuck It" moment. And in that moment, a truly genius idea popped in my head.
Forget selling DVDs. I'm going to give DVDs away, as part of a fund-raising effort, for a worthy charity or non-profit organization. I'm leaning towards an organization that supports arts in public schools, or something to that effect. Raise money for a worthy cause. Get people to watch my movie. Create positive publicity for my production company. Win, win, win!
Fart-Jokes for Art-Folks.