It’s been a long while in the making.
It’s hard to believe Candice passed away nearly three years ago.
She initially engaged me in a conversation about helping her tell her own story in her own words. We struggled to get adequate financing to do more than shoot a little, but over the course of two years I filmed with her many times. We talked about her career, her cancer, her family, her background. I followed her search for her mother and we filmed her one and only reunion with her half-brother, it was the first time they’d seen each other in 62 years.
There have been many times I have longed to put the hard drives on a shelf and leave them there, but something – (Candice herself?), a desire for completion, a knowing that this is an important story that longs to be shared – has forced me to soldier on. I’ve engaged editors who have helped and then had to move on to other, more lucrative, work – it’s bounced back to me. Over and again, landing firmly and squarely in my lap.
I’ve known that if I could get the film to a solid rough cut state, if I could find a way to weave the many wandering storylines together in a cohesive and compelling way, then I could start to engage the world with this film.
As 2017 crested into 2018, I made a commitment to myself and to the project that this would be the year it gets finished.
And so it is.
Finally, there is a rough rough cut.
It is happening.
Candice’s film, which I’m currently just calling “Candice” will be finished this year.