Company`

-I watched The Company somewhere in the lazy trajectory of this weekend. I found it really beautiful in a sense and far from what we expect from a narrative film. I started thinking about Neve, who was the impetus behind this film, in a way. How with acting, you live the fullest life anyone can because while being yourself, you are also a myriad of others. I wondered if the reason behind the film, was to shine a light on the ballet, on the company of professionals in Chicago, who would still be oblivious to me had I not watched the film.
It’s almost documentary like, with a recognizable face and it’s almost like a narrative poem as well.
I sit and think, if that is the kind of film I would like to make, one that conforms to no one and yet feels more real than every film that no matter how realistic and believeable has the aesthetic that proves it is not. If it is in fact, the kind of film I’d like to make, only time holds the answer of how I shall go about it. There’s still that pestering question…and I’m still searching for the answer.
Along the length of this desultory weekend, I also watched the Sundance Awards. Funny, it felt kind of campy and on par with all other awards shows out there which doesn’t say much for them. There’s a certain moment, sometimes-perhaps often, where all these films you hear about and all these films that win awards or get hyped, or both, hold no seduction over you. It seems none, or few-very few if any, can lure me to the cinema. And at the same time, Im lost as to my own story, and when it comes, I should hope it would lure me to that darkened room in which our eyes grow large and reality disappears for near two hours.
The good news that comes of these past two days, is that I’ve not lost the company of thoughts, and indeed have even been fortuitous enough to have had an almost epiphany about the materialization of Anabelle, in Messages (tentatively titled of course), so slowly I continue on.