For thirty years, I lived and breathed cinema. I shot on film, rejecting digital like a stubborn relic. I demanded perfection in every frame, screamed at my crew, and waged war with producers who dared to interfere with my vision. My name had once been synonymous with brilliance—auteur, innovator, madman. But now, I was simply tired.
It wasn’t the industry politics, though I had grown sick of the focus groups and algorithms dictating art. It wasn’t even the struggle for funding, the endless groveling before investors who had no love for cinema. It was something deeper, something that had been gnawing at me for years: I had nothing left to say.
My films had been my voice, my way of tearing into the world and exposing its raw nerves. Every scene had been a scream, a plea, a confession. But now, as I stood in the editing room, staring at the reels of my latest project—another grand, tortured masterpiece—I felt only emptiness. The spark that had driven me had flickered and died.
I walked out without a word, leaving behind half-cut reels and unpaid assistants. I ignored the calls from the studio, the frantic emails from my editor. I wasn’t coming back.
I disappeared from Hollywood that night, retreating to a crumbling seaside town where no one recognized my face. I spent my days watching the waves crash against the cliffs, listening to the wind howl through empty streets. For the first time in thirty years, I was at peace.
And for the first time in thirty years, I didn’t care if the camera was rolling.
Thank god, this just merely AI rambling! But be honest, have you ever thought about quiting the industry or giving up filmmaking for good reasons?
As a former comic book addict it kind of pains me to see the perpetual reboots of some of the popular comic franchises (and the quagmire that is the Marvel/studio licensing shenanigans). Preview makes...
Expand commentAs a former comic book addict it kind of pains me to see the perpetual reboots of some of the popular comic franchises (and the quagmire that is the Marvel/studio licensing shenanigans). Preview makes it look like they are trying the "X-Men: First Class" "retro" formula. The two potential draws for me from the preview: 1) Vanessa Kirby, and 2) GALACTUS.
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Meh. Im not digging this Jetsons vibe at all.
I am not entirely impressed.. I still think Pedro Pascal was a terrible choice for Reed Richards. He looks like a used car salesman in the trailers. The Thing looked okay but the kitchen stuff was dum...
Expand commentI am not entirely impressed.. I still think Pedro Pascal was a terrible choice for Reed Richards. He looks like a used car salesman in the trailers. The Thing looked okay but the kitchen stuff was dumb. Herbie is just a toy licensing ploy and Sue looked tired. The 60's vibe didn't make sense to me nor did I get the idea they were taking the story seriously. Robert Downey Jr as Dr. Doom is a half court desperation shot and a budget bloater. I'm hoping I'm just tired of having my fingers burnt and the film will be good, but I'm not feeling it right now.
Hi Sam, I can't wait to see
Gave me goosebumps!