Garoo

House Movies night on Canal+. Which would be home movies: tapes sent by the audience. I haven’t decided yet whether what I saw was depressing or encouraging. There was some crap, obviously, but on the whole I didn’t expect that kind of stuff at all. I thought it would be dusty super 8, and instead what they showed was edited and composited on After Effects! That’s not fun, I wanna be a cinema genius, and that means there mustn’t be thousands, or even tens, of people more talented than (or as talented as) me. That doesn’t work. I don’t like it. But there was the encouraging side: even with a DV and overexposed skies, you can still make nice pictures. That’s a start. Oh, and there’s also the fact that a surprising number of actor-directors enjoy showing their butts—it’s always nice to watch, even though, let me warn you, I’ve got no intention to do the same. So, shall I be depressed tonight? I guess not. Let’s wait until tomorrow.