The Big Picture

I never in my wildest dreams thought I'd be working with a TV production house known for its melodrama, bullet zooms and swish-pans - elements, I absolutely detest. Call it bad karma, or just a quirk of fate but here I am, questioning my decision to abandon an NBC internship a few years ago.

I remember telling my friend Eric in a windy by-lane in Brooklyn that I never imagined that guerrilla film-making would send such a thrill down my spine. I was young and stupid. We were shooting a short, with two women acting as lookouts in case the cops caught us. We zipped through a lane, the biting winds and sea-gusts lashing our insides while we shot using a steadi-cam. Not just because it was cool but because, that's the only option to use, when you know that you might have to break into a run. I don't know what makes me more unhappy today - not writing content that flows from my heart or the fact that everyone in American television seems to doing exactly that.

Today all I have is hope - that my film career may take off (which thankfully it is slowly but steadily) and eventually make me a power-to-be. Then, I shall unleash the creative muscle. I will, go Guerrilla. I will make gut-wrenching twisted films and seek vengeance on my oppressed TV working years.

I will prevail.