Dead is too old. And if your serious about this, if nothing else could matter to you, if making films or wanting to make them is what drives you to wake up in the morning, then don’t let a person, situation, or any mother fuckin’ body else in the world tell you otherwise than that’s what will make you a happy person. I can’t imagine a scarier thing than waking up one day and being eighty and realizing that the only things I didn’t accomplish were the things I didn’t try. And the things that I didn’t try were what would have made me a happy person.
But you got to know, it’ll be rough, probably. More than likely really. So unless your willing to fight through to the finish line, which is really the beginning if the finish line is being a filmmaker, don’t rough. Know it’s your passion before you pour your heart into.
But hey man congrats, that’s my path in life and I myself plan to walk the motherfucker to the end through rain sleet and snow. Maybe one day we’ll bump into each other at a film festival and our films will be head to head. Might be. I’ll work my ass off to get there if you will?