Pre-production and Hometown in Ruins.

So, as is expected with year 12, I am overrun with work and flying-full speed towards the end of the year. This signals the start of my independence. A scary thing to comprehend considering I have never lived alone. I always imagine leaving home and then finding out my hometown was destroyed by some cataclysmic event, killing everyone in it and wiping out my entire family.

That makes me wonder what emotion would fill me more? Remorse for losing my family or absolute relief that I survived? Is life worth living if you don't have a family? My friend always says this quote that we can't actually find the source of; 'What does it matter when you don't have a face?' It is probably appropriate in any occasion. There is no answer to that question as it's completely shocking and once you have recovered from the initial shock you are then left confused and bewildered. In fact, this question may just be the greatest question there has ever been.

Speaking of the greatest things there have ever been:

Yeah. Its coming. Not sure if I have been so excited for anything since this:

By the way, Terminator 4 made me realise that I really do dislike Christian Bale. I mean on a scale of Sylvester Stallone to Nicholas Cage he's probably a Steven Seagal. Perhaps even a Hugh Grant and that's saying something as not many people can be as a big a fool as that bumbling British fool. To save you all from a drawn-out and most probably explicit speal about young Bindi up there I will give you all the pleasure of knowing I am in the pre-production stage of my latest smash hit 'The Room'.

My film centres around four teenagers some time after they have manifested an imaginary room to use as an escape. This room evolves and grows around them, from a old, cluttered house, to an expansive, empty field. The teens are living a life of bliss, without a worry in the world, but not all is rainbows and sunshine in their beloved Room. Nightmares and the gradual decline of their lives alert the teenagers to the fact that perhaps the Room isn't a godsend and perhaps they have run for to long.

That's probably what you would find on the back of the dvd with some rave reviews in crazy fonts all around it. I'd like to say that this idea came to me after hours of brainstorming but truthfully I couldn't sleep one night and at 1 AM I sat up and wrote the entire script. Now if that's not a child genius I don't know what is. But seriously, my J.K Rowling inspired moment came and went and I was left with a skeleton of a script and some notes on techniques and actors I would employ.

That was early April and since then my short film has grown legs and arms, grabbed a basket full of flowers and skipped merrily all the way to this very day, finding joyous friends and laughing jovially every second of its existence. Pushing all Hansel & Gretel incarnations aside, the film is my pride and joy.

Filming begins on Wednesday. And if I had said that out loud it would have been accompanied by a high pitched screech and perhaps even some jumping up and down and grabbing of the shoulders of whoever was in front of me.

I am excited to say the least.