Tuesday, November 13

Film Fest

Since I'm behind on posts and you, dear reader, are unaware of the happenings of my oh-so happening life, these next few posts will serve to get you back up to speed.

The Santa Barbara International Film Festival ran from the end of January through the first week of February, and I was lucky enough to attend as a staff writer for an online independent film magazine. The magazine, it turned out, was not a bona-fide news outlet, and its "content" was more of a placeholder for the advertisements that surrounded its insidiously arranged blather. The editor never responded after I submitted my articles, and I never got paid. In a word, it was a scam. But hey, I got better-than-front-row-seats (can I use that many hyphens?) to an awesome event.

I say better than front row because a press pass actually gets you into more places than a "Gold Pass," which will set you back about $600. On the red carpet I got to photograph and interview the likes of Will Smith, Al Gore, and Guy Pierce. Tom Cruise was there, too, but apparently he's too cool to show his face anywhere other than the main stage for any more than (literally) 3 minutes.

Probably the coolest encounter, though, was Chris Gardner. He's the guy played by Will Smith in The Pursuit of Happyness. In the 80's, he and his son (two years old) lived on the streets of San Francisco after he lost his apartment, but Chris took an internship at a brokerage firm that eventually lead to a successful career in the stock market. Pretty crazy story, and meeting him was an incredible experience. He's really an awesome guy, and he had some cool stuff to say when I asked him about the hope the movie has given to people living in poverty.

All-in-all it was awesome, and though my grades suffered due to the time I spent writing and going to events, it was an incredible opportunity that I am grateful to have had the privilege of experiencing.


When Tom Cruise finally decided to show his face, he spent the precious 3 minutes trying to steal Will Smith's wife.


Here we see the aspiring journalist in his natural habitat; behind the more important news outlets and struggling to shove a voice recorder into Al Gore's face.

Saturday, November 10

Update

It's time to salvage this poor blog. To start things off, I'll just make this post a brief update.

I started off my 4th year at Westmont in late August, and the semester is going pretty well so far. Classes are stressful and time-consuming, but I'm loving everything I'm doing. I'm taking journalism, advanced comp, 20th century poetry, and film studies. In addition, I'm working on a project for next semester's Focus Week, where all students and faculty are encouraged to focus on a specific theme. This time around it's community, so I'm working on a video that will show all the different aspects of community and emphasize our connections to one another here on campus.

As far as what I'm going to do after graduation, it's an excellent question. I really don't know. I'd love a job that involves having a camera in my hands, but I've also come to love journalism, and yet I feel strongly called toward missions work. All these things come together if you are young, creative, idealistic, and ignorant of financial necessities, as I am. Although I don't have any clue how it will pay the rent, what I want to do is work as a freelance videographer for organizations that help 3rd world countries. I would either be available for hire by the organizations, or I would sell them footage from an ever-growing library, depending on their own budget.

So who knows. Anyway, I've got some other fun things going on that I'll post about in the near future. Cheers.