I'm a first-time documentary maker out of Caracas, Venezuela.
Journalism pays the bills, film-making gobbles-up whatever is left
over. My first film is called "Searching for the Revolution", on our
new leftist government's plans for massive land redistribution to the
My first brush with the D-Word came through reading Jan Rofekamp's
thorough but brutal marketing guide...and I'm still working through
the grieving process that horrible, traumatic experience induces. I
think I'm past denial ("it can't be...it can't be that hard to sell
my film"), past anger ("those bloody TV people are sucking our blood
dry!"), currently wallowing in self-blame ("what the hell was I
thinking embarking on this project without a clear understanding of
the market?!?") and still a few days away from acceptance.
Seriously, though, anyone looking to found a shell-shock victims'
support circles from having read that article, send me an email...