It’s rare, but once in a while you’ll find something, something that touches your soul and moves you in a way you never thought possible. Something that affects you and makes you feel things you’d only ever read about in novels. Something that makes your heart break but at the same time it inspires you.
I’m not quite sure how to put it into words, not really, but tonight I found that something.
12 Years a Slave had been a film I’d wanted to see for a while and tonight I finally had the chance, or rather the honour, of being an audience member to this film.
I was reminded of why I made the decision to become a performer and a writer and a filmmaker. I don’t remember the last time I was so inspired to continue to do what I do and to strive to achieve my dreams.
And it wasn’t just the film that left me feeling that way but also the story of Solomon Northup. He and the others who were subjected the the same awful circumstances demonstrated an incredible amount of strength despite all the world was throwing at them.
I am certain this film will stick with me for the rest of my life.