... I said as I turned toward our small class of twelve filmmakers. It was just past 9AM when we had all cleared an arduous security screening, and were seated around a few tables at the reference center library at the U.S. Embassy in Nairobi.
It was the filmmaker's meet-and-greet; the first session in our five-day filmmaking intensive designed for a select group of emerging filmmakers in Kenya. Juma, Gloriah, Brian, Joan, Firul, Jephtha, Arnold, Karanja, Vanessa, Florence, Jackline, and Samuel had made it through a grueling application process from a pool of almost 900 filmmakers. There were many qualified applicants, and thousands of fascinating stories submitted -- but this group showed unique potential.
The first item on the agenda was to review the production schedule; I had it up on the screen. It was a laughably simple production schedule, and read something like "Monday: Pre-production, Tuesday/Wednesday: Production, etc."
"You see -- this production schedule here," I said as I motioned towards my Powerpoint, "isn't typical for any production -- even for short films this is kind of insane."
It was true.
Producing, shooting, and editing two films in five days is just stupid.
In that moment the reality of it all hit the group collectively. We all froze -- even the instructors. No one seemed to be breathing. A few eyes zig-zagged across the room; one of the students let out a nervous laugh, "Haha."
Had we overreached?
Was this filmmaking intensive going to be too intense?
Perhaps.