I want to see films of bleak environments like desolate Iceland and harsh Russian tundra.
I want to see films about change and class and discontent.
I want to see more films about space. There aren’t enough.
I want to see films with colour palettes of faded browns, deep turquoises, semolina yellows,
And subtle tones of grey.
I want to see films in different languages, un-subtitled, because they only make sense in their native tongue.
I want to see films that make me uncomfortable,
And those that make me think about them for weeks afterwards.
I want to see films that make me see differently,
And ones that show me I’m not alone in my thoughts.
I want to see films with dialogue so natural it’s perfect,
And quiet films … with minutes between lines.
I want to see films with characters I loathe, and then fall in love with.
I want to see my future favourite ever film – but not just yet.
I want to see films that instil in me the urge to make films …
I want to see the film I keep thinking about making, but doesn’t yet exist.