Dear Film Industry….
I will miss you. I ran out of money to bribe you to stay, but the truth is, you have been itching to leave me long before I told you I was broke. You have used and abused me for several decades now, and I guess I am just too washed up for you these days.
I know you will have plenty of fresh young eager blood in your next state of choice to take advantage of, and I know they will graciously accept you with open arms just as I did in the 00’s.
You are leaving behind a beautiful partnership of nearly free labor from the hungry to the desperate alike, but I understand your need to make your movies and t.v. shows with not only cheap labor, (many times free labor) but your gold digging lusty desires for incentives have to be fed to keep you in good health. I completely understand.
However, don’t expect me to come chasing after you like so many of my friends are doing. This whole process of following the theological buffalo herds is just as ludicrous as your insatiable pallet. I intend to stay where I am comfortable, move if I feel like it, and live out the rest of my life working full time, making my own movies with my own investments paying my crew wages they can pay bills with.
I was disillusioned with you before, I am parting ways, bidding you adieu, wishing the dreamers luck, and seeing where the next few years of my life take me.
I will miss you
I ran out of money
I told you I was broke
I am just too washed up for you these days
I know you will have plenty of fresh young eager blood
I know they will graciously accept you with open arms just as
I did in the 00’s
I completely understand
I intend to stay
I feel like
I was disillusioned with