Life is a movie made up of a million narratives. It’s genre defined by the dramatic interactions we encounter, wrapped in adventure, fear, heartbreak, love, crisis, success and failure. It’s theme is forever constant, and yet fluid.
It’s a journey where the only guide is a faded map and ‘x’ marks the ever-shifting spot. It’s penned in black with a mantle of red notes where the character seeks the knowledge of what matters most.
The call sheet varies from day-to-day where some characters play the featured and others support the play. They span the spectrum of color, age and physique, but their role is not defined. They are the masters of sentiment both for self and patrons, unpredictable but clear. The cast list welcomes new faces seeking a purpose, and inevitably says farewell to favorites that have reached ‘The End.’
In a flash the movie is over with a final image of the lead riding off the edge of the setting sun… but when the credits roll and the lights come up to the remnants of popcorn seeds and candy wrappers, a mark remains. A mark of warmth, of sadness, of absolution, and of understanding. This mark is carried by the players who brought it to the silver screen and the audience who dared to pay the ticket price.
So let’s make a movie with a story of life in hopes that together we leave a mark that lasts.