Over the past few years, I’ve learned a lot about what I don’t want to do.
I worked on a few film sets, twice as a production assistant and once as a script supervisor. While I feel like I learned a lot about the process of actually making a film, I didn’t actually like being on set that much. I felt out of place in a place that I felt I should be at home in. During the production of one film I was working on, I was also volunteering at a fashion week event in Downtown LA working with talent, and I found that I loved doing that much more than being a production assistant or script supervisor. So after that, I ruled out set production as a career choice.
In the past month, or so, I’ve been trying my hand at screenwriting. I’ve been having a deliciously great time reading professional scripts and reading about what makes a perfect script perfect. I love learning about great screenwriters and screenplays and I’ve been educating myself on proper screenplay format and screenwriting rules. So after I felt like I had a good hand on screenwriting basics, I started to try to write my own screenplay. And to my dismay, I haven’t been able to write anything. Anything at all. I can’t even get out an idea that I like enough to develop into a complete story. I think I’m even more disappointed at my current screenwriting failures because I had opened myself up to the idea of being a professional screenwriter. Granted, I had never formed that idea fully, and I hadn’t seriously considered being a screenwriter full-time. I guess I had just synthesized that I love to write, and I love movies, so then I should just write movies, and maybe that will come naturally to me. However, my dappling into screenwriting has proved just the opposite, I’m not a natural at writing movies, not at all, which has insanely frustrated me for a while now.
But now that I think about it, I don’t think I’d like being a screenwriter very much. When it comes to my creative writing, I severely cripple myself by being my harshest critic. I can be perfectly reasonable about other people’s work, but when it comes to my own work, I’ll tear it to pieces, even if I once thought it was good. I don’t think I’d be able to live with being at odds with myself all of the time. So, I cannot be a screenwriter.
My disinterest in working on set and writing movies has bothered me though. I’ve always thought of myself as a creative person who should be working in a creative outlet surrounded by other creative people. To my surprise, I don’t see myself working in the creative side of film. That world just doesn’t fit me, and its a bit troubling.
After a session of beating myself up about having a life crisis, I decided to take inventory of what it is I like to do in my life. I love seeing other talented people shine, especially when I believe in them first hand. I love reading scripts… a lot… like more than what is normally accepted as being a healthy interest. I like to organize and manage things, and I like to help others organize things and manage things. So, I’ve figured out that I need to work on the business side of film with talent or dealing with developing scripts into movies.
Self-Reflection does have it’s downsides though; a week ago, I was still sort of excited about trying to write a screenplay, now, I dread writing a screenplay because I don’t know what to do with it. I open the document that houses my screenplay and the cursor stares at me like a little demon screaming at me to write until all my creativity has left my body. (Edit: I deleted the document that housed my never-to-be finished screenplay; that cursor had to go.) A possible future that I could have had is now gone, which felt sad for a while, but that emotion has now subsided.
David Geffen steps into this picture because after my huge moment of serious self reflection that led to a light-depression, I decided to distract myself by reading a bit of The Operator by Tom King, which is a biography on David Geffen. Geffen is not a creative force in Hollywood in the classical way, he doesn’t write movies or act in them, nor does he write music or play music, but he has had a hand in ushering some of the best talent Hollywood has ever seen into the spotlight. While I don’t know how fulfilled he is by his job as a talent manager/agent/media mogul (I haven’t gotten to the end of the book yet), I can see why Geffen might really, really love his job. The more I read about Geffen and his career, the more I want to do what he does. Not in the same way, of course. I don’t share his passion for the music business. However, I can see how creativity can be channeled through business moves and management deals.
It’s quite possible that I can go into the business aspect of the film industry and still be a creative person surrounded by creative people who do creative things. After spending some time having a private life crisis, I do believe I have a direction to float towards now.
I’m quite excited to explore what it is I do want to do. And for the next half of my film education, I hope to be exploring a lot more things I do like to do, and hopefully, I’ll find my niche.
Onto the future…