I believe Bambi was one of the first movies I saw as a child and I remember three strong impressions it made on me.
1) Terror when the forest caught fire.
2) Sadness over the death of Bambi’s mother.
3) Thoughtfulness when Thumper’s Mom said, “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.”
Which tonight could be paraphrased, “If you don’t have anything to say, don’t say anything at all.”
Having just seen the first screening to an audience bigger than five people of the movie made about my last year at The San Francisco School and the work James, Sofia and I have done together, there were tears shed, both by me and many in the audience. Feelings deserve the words to further capture and express them, but I don’t have them at the moment. Except to say that this film, titled The Secret Song, that is at the moment being sent out to film festivals, may or may not capture the public’s attention but I’m so touched it was made. Of course, I do hope that it proves of interest, certainly not from any fantasies of fame and fortune, but simply from my lifelong faith that this work is worthy.
If it’s accepted at a film festival, I’ll keep you posted. It’s 86 minutes long and yes, we’ll come to your school, library, community center or local movie theater if invited. If not, it was a blast to be filmed for some 100 plus hours by people who believed in the value of joyful music education.
That’s all, folks.