Personal Narrative: My Passion Of Film Making

At the age of 9, my best friend and I developed the passion of film making. We weren't the most popular boys at school, but that's what school is like for the most of us. The first film we made, if you can call it that, was close to horrible. The both of us were trying to re-enact a movie that we had seen together at the age of 8 which since then had been our favorite movie. None of our classmates had liked it when we made them see it at one of my birthday parties. Surprisingly, some of our classmates started to cry like the whiny nine year old's that they were. Either that was because of the 4 hour duration of the movie or the difficulty in reading the subtitles when the characters fluently started speaking German. I highly suspect it was because of the fact that the lead

So we decided to shoot one of our favorite scenes in a park that was just across my house. The lead character was a survivor in the forest.There were more than fifty people in the original scene but our scene would only include three characters and not one of us was willing to replace their clothes with a couple of leaves and let someone get it on tape, and God forbid if one of the leaves moved from it's place, no one who had seen the video or even heard of it would be willing to marry the unlucky subject. the meager amount of money that our parents called monthly pocket money couldn't last a week, so buying a costume or some equipment to make our film look at least a tiny bit realistic was out of the question. The scene included crazy me, my crazier best friend and the guy from our chemistry class who had oily skin and pimples covering every inch of his face. Trust me, if he had a choice, he would have never accepted our offer, which frankly speaking was more of a command than an offer. Luckily for us , my friend knew a dirty secret of his, which led to him being the guy who had to take the role of the