...with whatever is dry...
21 days till the new year. To which some say 'same shit different year.' However, people are talking more and more about freedom. As if it is real and tangible. And yes there is a certain honorary note in the philosophy. It's like love; when it's in check than it becomes a pressing issue. But none of us understand and no one is explaining. This world is full of stories and explanations yet there is an impenetrable fog in all directions. Clarity and freedom are real, the question is: how do we attain it?
Our name does little productions is not just clever word usage, its our mission statement. There are too many people that believe that film and music are the only avenue towards healthy understanding of human emotion. And though this is not true, majority rules. And if we only feel from movies and music, then we'll have to rewrite the physiology of feelings. The stories we're trying to tell are not bias and not PC. They're stories for passing the time. Stories that are interesting and mirror life; if life were just a little more lyrical.
It isn't about egotism because if we could hire actors we would. It isn't about the self preservation of art because we are willing to compromise for circumstances. We just want to elevate the standard of story telling. But meanwhile the machine just gets bigger and bigger. There is no middle class. The golden class and the golden rule are running/ruinning the country.
Hug your family and coworkers. Love one another. Go see King Kong this holiday season. Its a goddamn film about a goddamn giant monkey. Godbless Hollywood.
Our name does little productions is not just clever word usage, its our mission statement. There are too many people that believe that film and music are the only avenue towards healthy understanding of human emotion. And though this is not true, majority rules. And if we only feel from movies and music, then we'll have to rewrite the physiology of feelings. The stories we're trying to tell are not bias and not PC. They're stories for passing the time. Stories that are interesting and mirror life; if life were just a little more lyrical.
It isn't about egotism because if we could hire actors we would. It isn't about the self preservation of art because we are willing to compromise for circumstances. We just want to elevate the standard of story telling. But meanwhile the machine just gets bigger and bigger. There is no middle class. The golden class and the golden rule are running/ruinning the country.
Hug your family and coworkers. Love one another. Go see King Kong this holiday season. Its a goddamn film about a goddamn giant monkey. Godbless Hollywood.