So, I am presenting a video production (a 30 minute guerilla film) as a thesis proposal.
However, I don't want to follow the trend of the ever present poverty-themed films and glorify the so-called beauties of impoverished concealed beneath corroded shanties and come up with an abused-orphan-marries-an-oil-magnate script. Lino Brocka had done enough in that area and he's the forsaken son of God and the least I want to do is foul up with something he did so painfully perfect.
I wish (please acknowledge the wish. If I had placed want or plan, that is another story) to do a short adaptation of Gabriel Garcia Marquez's short fiction, The Saint (La Santa).
Here's an excerpt of a review of The Saint by Alan Cogan:
In "The Saint", Margarito Duarte lives in the Colombian Andes. He has a seven year old daughter who dies and, many years later, he makes a fantastic discovery. His daughter's body is disinterred when a huge dam is built where her cemetery is located. Her body is perfectly preserved and has no weight. She is as perfect as the day she died and she even smells of flowers. Everything points to the fact that she may be a saint. However, Rome's imprimatur is required before sainthood can be declared. Margarito puts the child's body in a cello case and takes her to Rome to take on Vatican officialdom. He finds it tough going. One functionary tells him he gets 800 such cases a year. Margarito is undeterred and fights the cause for 22 years. He even outlasts four popes. He meets Pope John XXIII who pats him on the cheek and praises him for his persistence - but does nothing. In the end we're left with the impression that Margarito himself is the real saint.
I wish to shoot the whole thing in Ilocos with the kura paroko (parochial priest) substituting for the popes in Rome.
I fell in love with this Gabriel Gracia Marquez fiction. If my parents are dishing enough money and I'd be able to correspond with the out-and-about JR Siojo for Ping Medina's contact number, this ivory-tower dream might be, sigh, possible.
Pray for me.
(You can find The Saint in Gabriel Garcia Marquez's collection of short fictions, Strange Pilgrims)
However, I don't want to follow the trend of the ever present poverty-themed films and glorify the so-called beauties of impoverished concealed beneath corroded shanties and come up with an abused-orphan-marries-an-oil-magnate script. Lino Brocka had done enough in that area and he's the forsaken son of God and the least I want to do is foul up with something he did so painfully perfect.
I wish (please acknowledge the wish. If I had placed want or plan, that is another story) to do a short adaptation of Gabriel Garcia Marquez's short fiction, The Saint (La Santa).
Here's an excerpt of a review of The Saint by Alan Cogan:
In "The Saint", Margarito Duarte lives in the Colombian Andes. He has a seven year old daughter who dies and, many years later, he makes a fantastic discovery. His daughter's body is disinterred when a huge dam is built where her cemetery is located. Her body is perfectly preserved and has no weight. She is as perfect as the day she died and she even smells of flowers. Everything points to the fact that she may be a saint. However, Rome's imprimatur is required before sainthood can be declared. Margarito puts the child's body in a cello case and takes her to Rome to take on Vatican officialdom. He finds it tough going. One functionary tells him he gets 800 such cases a year. Margarito is undeterred and fights the cause for 22 years. He even outlasts four popes. He meets Pope John XXIII who pats him on the cheek and praises him for his persistence - but does nothing. In the end we're left with the impression that Margarito himself is the real saint.
I wish to shoot the whole thing in Ilocos with the kura paroko (parochial priest) substituting for the popes in Rome.
I fell in love with this Gabriel Gracia Marquez fiction. If my parents are dishing enough money and I'd be able to correspond with the out-and-about JR Siojo for Ping Medina's contact number, this ivory-tower dream might be, sigh, possible.
Pray for me.
(You can find The Saint in Gabriel Garcia Marquez's collection of short fictions, Strange Pilgrims)
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