So today I want to talk about two things: that picture from yesterday's post and the braggy caption. They get to the heart of why this Go Big or Go Bust thing is like pulling teeth.
My grandmother used to say that the only time your name should ever be in the paper is when you get married and when you die. If then. It wasn't that she was cautioning us to stay on the right side of the law, it was that there was something seamy and unsavory about women and publicity. (It may have gone for men too, but she would have been addressing only her grandaughters. So I'll never know.) Hey my grandmother was born in the 1800's.
So for me to be relentlessly posting pictures of myself, telling stories about myself, yammering on and on about me ME ME ... and my accomplishments (the braggy caption) ... it doesn't sit well.
Not that that's stopping me ... If this is what's necessary to spread the word about The Louise Log, I'm doing it.
About this picture from yesterday's post (see above on right) which is shown in context on the page from the Berlin Festival catalogue: it was taken shortly after I learned that my first and so far only feature (How To Be Louise) had been invited to be in the Berlin Film Festival's Panorama and Sundance's Dramatic Competition. A sizable cast, headed by the wonderful actors Lea Floden, Bruce McCarty and Maggie Burke and an even bigger crew with Vladimir Tukan, Mark Serman and Deirdre Fishel in key roles, had worked very long hours for very little reward to make this film and now we'd grabbed the brass ring. Sundance! Berlin! I'm wearing a fake leopard skin coat from Loehmann's and a smile of disbelief.
Here's the (2:05) trailer: