Who Stole My Chainletter?
Compiled in April 2002 by Summer Intern, name TBD
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- Who Stole My Chainletter?, Booklet – Back Cover
The Rebel Rollers
Andrea Lyn
I hope our space cowboy invasion inspires you in some sort of way. Maybe it will make you say, if these guys can make a movie, I can make a movie. Or maybe it will remind you that life is whatever experience you want to make it, if you believe things to be true, then for you they will always be true.
Helen Webster: Cancer and Self-Discovery
Barbara Rosenthal
Shot in black and white, a marvelously articulate woman speaks to us without embarrassment, with considerable laughter and occasional perplexity, about what it’s like to live 15 years with cancer
Prototype Chaos Hag
Courtney Egan
Sometimes it feels like people- women- like us create alone, and have to go to great lengths to find audiences that are interested. At least I have felt that way in the past, but I think that this is definitely the way of the future! Demand media that interests you!
Grandma Baba & Little Boris
Anya Lewin and Lara Odell
Its a modern sort of fairytale about grandma baba’s struggle to pass on the traditions of the old country, the old ways. Keywords: bear fairytale gender performance simulation translation
A Short Untitled Film
LaMira (Laura Mira Bella)
This film is untitled. It was shot on 16, and optically printed to get the choppy movement, grainy, super slow-mo effect.
Finding the Truth in Difficult Times
Amey (Amy) Kazymerchyk
earlier on the news,
the story of a girl- age six
raped, her throat slashed,
and almost worse- she survived
The shadow of the rapists metal cock
passes across your own
and for only a moment
my urgent blood runs cold
and you ask me…
Nostradamus
Christine Brent
I delight in watching the “industry” folk watch my film. I sit observing them, the furrowed brow, the narrowing of the eyes, until the inevitable conclusion, the word…the only work, “interesting”. I giggle to my much wiser self now and think, it is interesting, shouldn’t all films be at least that.