Thirteen Days in September, Ghandi, I spit on your grave, Savages, Spiderman
Active movie week. Never tire of the first two, one for historical reasons, the second not only for the history, but the direction and performances...my eyes tear every 2 minutes on that movie. Sir Kingsley, one for the books, one for the books.
So much said with so little in Ghandi. The small physical gestures, never forget that. Mr Attenborough's masterpiece as a a director.
Listen to your conversations this week and document every circumstance when people have smiled at you, smiled at your each other, or you have smiled at them. Think about what has happened at each exchange. It is much more prevalent that you would imagine. Use it in your character studies.
Think of someone who loves you unconditionally. If you fail while being true to your art, would they berate you? No. Then, think of them when taking artistic chances (not self grandeur), when auditioning, whether in spirit or thought, that person will catch your fall. What are you waiting to be great right now?
An artist's diary
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