Now where am I? In Cannes. My Executive Producer Lyndon from London whom I bring here to meet Bruno the French producer to see if they get along. After four nights of leaving them together in a zillion Cannes parties until they rolled home at dawn – I guess the trip is a success.
I met Darrell Roodt for the first time despite our similarish careers (he is the most prolific South African director of Sarafina and Cry The Beloved Country et alia, including very small budget pics – his Yesterday in Zulu was nominated for an Oscar), and where he tells me he was inspired in 1982 by my first movie “The Grass Is Singing”, and I answer that I was madly jealous of his 1986 film “Sarfina” = bla bla bla of darling film directors as fake sycophants. But I like Darrell, really, and we moan at political correctness that ignores many filmmakers from the southern part of the continent of Africa (like him and me) who are not black-black, but brown or pale yet make real African movies. But to hell with it, the point is we fight on and make movies and they are ‘us’ from the heart like any movie or art can only be. Not my fault guys – I just do what I know. And the only judge is the public who sees them – and if they like them it means they work, if not, change career.
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Everyone has a story to tell irrespective of race color or creed. The only difference is how we tell that story which makes Triomf such an amazing story that has been literary success and hopefully this will translate onto the celluloid version. As an actor involved in the film I believe we have thousands of similar/other stories to tell and us filmmakers just need to get all that bullshit out of the way and pave the way to developing our films so as to attract a local audience firstly, thereby making SA films financially viable as well.
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