I’m so happy to say that The Nothing had it’s world premier opening night of the Nashville Film Festival Thursday April 14th, 2011. We couldn’t be any prouder of what God has done with this project so far. It was awesome and terrifying to watch it on the big screen… OK, maybe it was only terrifying to watch it on the big screen, but it was definitely awesome afterward.
The funny thing (or again, terrifying thing) is that a week before the official world premier, our movie was literally in pieces. I don’t want to speak for the other post crew and producers, but I wasn’t the only one at my wit’s end, sleep deprived, agitated, depressed, and in an extremely desperate state. We were working toward the festival exhibition copy deadline, that was a huge hurdle. I don’t want to (and honestly can’t physically) recount all the specifics, but the term “dark night of the soul” is used in the description of those hours. It seemed like we were trudging through mire. I honestly felt like the project had suddenly become cursed.
The morning after the worst of it, I had finally gotten a little rest at home, I had some coffee and when I was faced with the reality of the film awaiting me on the other side of the front door, I broke down and cried. The thought of leaving my house and facing the battle again, after it had beat me down so thoroughly, broke my heart. I kind of wanted to quit… or at least scrap the festival.
Thankfully my wife was there (with the support of a multitude of prayer warriors behind her). She immediately prayed. I don’t remember the whole prayer, but I remember being reminded that this project, this movie, this divine piece, was not cursed. It was, in fact, blessed. Reading these blogs you would realize that this isn’t the first time I had to realize this. This is a reoccurring theme with me. I constantly need to be reminded that this project is blessed, not cursed. For whatever reason my default setting is that something bad will happen and destroy what I’ve been hoping/longing/expecting/praying for. This is a curse I’ve carried around for so long, I don’t even know where it started. I’ve learned to live without getting my hopes up too much, because of the fear of disappointment.
God has done so much with this film already, but to use it to reveal an unnecessary lifelong limp is a true gift. It’s actually quite simple. This project is God’s – and if it’s God’s, it’s blessed. Period. The end. I’m god’s project – and if I’m God’s, I’m blessed. Period. The end. Sure bad things can still happen. I expect they will… but I don’t expect that they all will.
The premier had some technical hiccups. It still has work to be done. This was the first time we had seen or heard it on the big screen, so naturally some changes need to be made. But you know what? People laughed when they were supposed to, they cried when they were supposed to, they were lifted up, they were vested in the story and the characters. They consider it a success, and so do I.
And I can’t wait for you to be blessed by it.