EFM- Day 4 (Annnddd….cut)
Four days. Dozens of meetings. A great, productive time had by all. And now, here I am, sitting in Heathrow, waiting on my flight back to LA, letting it all settle in.
Film markets are a strange, wonderful beast. One moment, you’re deep in a conversation about tax incentives in Ireland, and the next, explaining your entire creative vision to someone who just happened to sit next to you at a cafe. Every elevator ride, every coffee line, every moment in between meetings—there’s always the chance of something interesting happening. It’s like speed dating, but instead of awkward small talk, you’re swapping ideas, connections, and the occasional war story about making movies.
This week was a mix of the expected and the completely unexpected. Some meetings that had been locked in for weeks went exactly as planned—smooth, productive, full of possibility. Others happened on the fly, in ways you can’t orchestrate but just have to roll with. And then there were the moments that had nothing to do with business at all. The random conversations, the laughter, the realization that this industry, for all its madness, is filled with people who just love making things.
Now, sitting here, running on fumes and airport snacks, I feel a mix of exhaustion and excitement. It’s been a sprint, but a good one. A reminder that while filmmaking is an art, it’s also an adventure. And like any good adventure, the best parts are the ones you don’t see coming.