Perfectly Imperfect
Page 31I frown, dissecting his words. “I’m guessing by the location that we’re dealing with high school age people here?”
“You would be right.”
“And you think someone at that age, without a wealth of maturity on their side, is capable of seeing past the hate that such an influential time in their lives would cause them and be strong instead of crumble?”
“The point is to show that someone, regardless of their age, can make the decision for themselves and thrive instead of fail when faced with adversity.”
“You’re hoping to change the way society as a whole looks at the challenges they’re faced in life?”
“Yeah. And give hope to those who need it.”
“Hope is a fickle word, Kane.”
“How so?”
He leans back in his chair and studies me in a way that makes me think he can see right through me. “You’re right, Willow, but I believe that by showing the audience you can overcome something as huge as this, it would give someone struggling a little bit of that so-called fickle hope and plant a seed of doubt that can grow into the knowledge that their future is their own. The influence of others only holds as much power as you let it.”
“That’s easy for someone to say when they probably haven’t had to struggle with a bully once in their lives,” I return. “How will you show that the hope is worth taking a chance on? Make the audience believe in something that isn’t always so easy to take a leap of faith on.”
“What is the one thing someone at rock bottom needs, Willow?” he asks; the seriousness in his tone makes me wonder if we’re even talking about his movie anymore.
“That depends. If they want to change, they would need a reason to climb up and rise above. If they aren’t at the point in their lives where they can see that a change is possible, well, then even the most impenetrable soul would be stomped further into the ground.”
He nods. “And if the path to change is something that is forced on them?”
I ponder his question. “Well, then, I guess they wouldn’t be past the influence of others, now would they?”
“Okay, that’s true, but just because someone makes the choice to be stronger doesn’t mean they have to do it alone, Willow. Our protagonist here is someone who has forever thought of herself as weak. The bullying did get to her, but the difference here, what makes her impenetrable to those trying to influence her future, is that she chose to take the hand reaching out to help her thrive. Using it as a shield, she made all their negativity into something that couldn’t influence her further. It protected her and, in turn, showed her what it’s like to live without fear and flourish instead of drown. In a way, I guess they are influenced by that hate, but instead of it turning into something that shapes their future in a negative light, they’re able to use it as motivation to be stronger.”
God, if he only knew.
“And therein lies the beauty, Willow. Everyone has that person. And what Impenetrable will hopefully show is that person is most often themselves.”
I lean back, not taking my eyes off his, and let his words sink in. He’s right. I know he is. I’ve lived that life—where the bullies around you want nothing more than to watch you drown. It doesn’t take a physical person to be your shield, but you turning into someone new. Being reborn in a sense as someone stronger. What did he say? Thriving in the face of the fall.
“In order for it to be believable, the protagonist has to want to be someone stronger, which in turn allows her not to be influenced when it comes to the distress in life and the doubt others wish to cause her. She has to be able to show others that the hope they need is within themselves and you are stronger than fear tries to trick your mind into believing.”
He stops talking, and I look over, understanding what he’s creating here and hoping that he’s right; it does give others the hope I didn’t have at that age. Hope to make the change.
“You’re giving people the hope they need to be impenetrable?”
“No,” he says. “I’m giving them the power to believe.”
“Exactly.” He smiles, and when I feel his hand squeeze mine, I realize that during our conversation I had reached out to him.
“CUT,” KANE CALLS OUT, SNAPPING my attention from the scene I had been held captive watching. “That’s a wrap,” Kane continues letting everyone know we’re breaking for lunch while the next scene is set up. I’m still so enamored at everything I just witnessed that I can’t bear to take my eyes from the action around me.
After we had sat down earlier, he caught me up to speed on everything they had filmed so far. Allison, played by Alessandra Hall, was playing a senior in high school. She had been raised in foster care, didn’t have many friends, and didn’t date. That is until the very popular Mark had turned his eyes on her. They had already filmed the majority of the movie; the parts where she had struggled with believing his interest, the contention he had faced in making her believe he was genuine in his interest, and most importantly, how he didn’t care what others thought about him. He was who he was, and he made no apologies for that.
At the beginning of their budding relationship, others around them—his friends and others in his crowd—did their best to ruin things. Allison had verbally and physically been attacked because of their relationship. The ‘popular’ crew was not too happy that their shining star was bringing someone they felt unworthy into their ranks.
The scene shot today was one when Allison finally realizes she is worthy of Mark and the love they share. She emerges from a physical battle against Mark’s ex-girlfriend bruised and beaten on the outside, but finally fighting for herself and not against herself. She decides to make the change and take the higher road, past the forces that want nothing more than to knock her down. She becomes her own shield.