Bring the passion, the obsession, the mania, creativity, and determination to our love for film. The blood, sweat, and tears. A drive that never ceases, once we set our minds to accomplishing a goal. . . Even if it means lugging these heavy motherfuckers up a bunch of stairs to put VHS on. Once we have a vision, that vision comes to fruition.
Before the giant Johnny Cash middle finger of doubt, and almost simultaneously croaking in the hallway of an apartment complex.