Clap…Clap…Clap

I am clapping with both hands!  We  made it into a film festival.  Cinekink 2009 in New York City.  As the saying goes if ” If I can make it here I’ll make it any where.”  I am excited beyond words, and there is sooooo much to do.  I hope if you are in the NY area you make it out to the film.  It is showing at 2:30 at the Film Anthology, and you can check it out at B-Side Films.  Click on this link to get tickets and put it on your schedule.

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Writing on the wall

Have you read “The Secret”?  I have not.  I know it is popular, and a bunch of people believe in the book, but I never got around to reading it.  I did, however, catch a reference to it on one of my favorite shows “My Life on the D-List with Kathy Griffin”.  There was this episode where her assistant and the assistant to the assistant wanted to go to Tahiti (I think that was the island).  Anyway, they wrote it on a paper and stuck it on the wall and it came true.  It was probably almost a year ago that I saw that, and I figured even if I didn’t read The Secret, maybe I could get it to work for me.  For the last 10 months I have been working with a cardboard over my head at work that says 1) Get in Film Festival 2) Get Distribution 3) Become Healthy.

Today I took that cardboard down.  Not that I have given up, although I pretty much am done with the festival dream.  I just felt like I had to do something, this being a new year and all.  I have been in this holding pattern for a long time, I needed a change.

After taking down the sign, going out back for a smoke (yeah #3 hasn’t worked out too well either) I came back to my desk and checked my email.  I had an email from someone who could possibly do something to get the film shown.

I am still starting to go through on plans for self distribution, the dreaded plan B, but getting an email from someone at a company gives me some sort of hope.  I guess we will have to see.

FILM FESTIVALS

I thought I would have been in a festival by now.  I don’t know why I want to get into a festival, but now that I haven’t gotten into one I want to get in one bad.  I wasn’t really thinking about it when I started this whole thing.  Funny thing is I tried to get into my local film festival RI International Film festival.  That was a joke.  Half of the people in my film are sponsoring the festival.  The City of Providence, The Pheonix, the director of the festival even has pictures of him and the mayor all over the festival web site.  The funniest thing about the whole process was when I asked why I was not selected I was told that the film was homophobic.

I wouldn’t consider myself homophobic, or the film for a few reasons.  Besides the fact that I myself am a lesbian, I have done many filming projects for my community.  If things are said in the film that are anti-gay, that does not make the film or the director homophobic.  The film is a cinema verite film.  If I were to edit out everything I disagreed with I would have a very short film.

Basically the way I see it is like this.  I am fat.  Every morning I look for a shirt that doesn’t make me look fat.  But I realize that it isn’t the shirt that makes me look fat, it is the fat that makes me look fat.  Same logic with the film, it is not the film that is homophobic, it is some of the people in the film who make some anti-gay or shall I say anti-gay mayor comments.

The oddest thing is while I was being rejected by RIFF I was dealing with RI Housing and a member of their staff was discriminating against me for being gay and saying the same things that were in the film, so homophobia does exist and to edit it out would force me to be unreal to the film especially when I faced it.

On the good side of things we were asked to submit to the Traverse City Film Festival.  That is Micheal Moore’s film festival.  We made it down to the final 50 or so films but didn’t make it to the final cut.  As usual he took a bunch of anti-Bush films and anti-war films.  I am sure we will find some place to show it, and it will blow up.  It deserves to.