Ever since I got involved in filmmaking, I was aware of a desire to move people and make people cry with that deep emotion that the earlier works of directors like Wenders, Besson, Von Trier, and Kusturica had made me cry.
Many years ago when I premiered my first documentary and some people came to congratulate me with tears in their eyes, I felt a strange sense of accomplishment.
Last Sunday, when I showed a 20 minute preview of Raul at the Piriapolis Festival, I was taken back to that special moment, when my line producer, my star, and some people I had never seen before came to hug me with tears in their eyes, still wet after watching Raul s incredible courage portrayed on the screen.
Honestly, I don´t really know how I feel now. I guess I was sort of pleased to see a pattern in the sense of having a certain direction to my career as a filmmaker for whatever it may be worth
Nearing 37, I may still be the young girl who had a dream to move people to tears by making them empathize with another human being s quest as portrayed on a screen. In a way It is kind of reassuring to know that some things really don´t change.
