in 1977 a profoundly oblivious idiot savant bumbles his way into creating one of the biggest movie franchises of all time and becomes a millionaire, comes back to it in the late 90s/early 00s and makes two more pretty unequivocally horrible entries that sell a hell of a lot more toys and becomes a billionaire. here he finds himself at the top of his mountain and realizes that he finally has all the resources and momentum in the world to…
the eternal question for the amateur: does she eternally pine for the position of the professional without ever truly progressing as an artist or embrace her amateurism?
i think we can tell the choice made here
a nice camera demo i guess, but utterly devoid of any emotion or intention that i could figure out
sadly par for the course of a lot of my fellow student filmmakers though im not gojng to pretend im som great artist. its all about intention, what are you trying to do man?!