this weekend, my friends over at interisland terminal debuted their first popup film festival at the kahala theatre. i stopped on in for the opening party (featuring free kona longboard lager, yaay) and caught the first screening of anvil. the rock-themed documentary films being screened all seemed amazing, but i was super bummed because i had to miss the other days (i had shoots booked).
anvil was an amazing documentary about a definitive heavy metal band that didn’t quite make it. it’s sort of like the underdog story, mostly focusing on the “under” part of the term underdog. it was well-filmed and a suprisingly effective blend of heartbreak and utter hilarity. i think all artists have those soul-searching sleepless nights where we wonder if we’ll keep doing what we do, even if we’re starving. that neverending pursuit of success in the arts is one that transcends mediums and is the hardest questions all of us creatives face. needless to say, i really felt that anvil related to my own life.
okay, maybe it wasn’t as relevant as indie rock bands who dress like gryffindors and make songs about dumbledore. but still, quite relevant.
don’t miss interisland terminal’s events, they’re super rad. always.