

“So You Want To Make A Movie”
By Mort Laitner
So you have this wild dream about making a movie. Here is your first step in the process. Memorize the following two sentences. “I’m going to write, direct and produce a movie. I am going to see that film on a large silver screen in a 1926 art deco movie house and win an award for my film.”
Now close your eyes. Go ahead and do it. You can thank me later.
Well done, now open your eyes. That was one-hell-of-a day dream.
Everybody knows that, “Dreams do come true.”
Well mine did, most of it away and as a believer in sharing knowledge, here is a road map on how to make your dream into a reality.
Here it is my word map, AKA a checklist (But first, hit print, you have my permission, run-off a copy and post it on your assignment board):
MORT LAITNER’S 18 STEP MOVIE-MAKING CHECKLIST
- Start saving you money;
- Write a short story;
- Keep saving;
- Publish your story;
- Keep saving;
- Observe how readers respond to your story;
- Keep saving;
- Assuming a positive response, picture your story as a film;
- Keep saving;
- Turn your story into a screen play.
- Remember all that money you saved, okay now we are going to start spending it.
- Start studying and buying books on budgeting, legal issues, i.e. contracts, on film production, the art of movie making and how to hire a production copy. Buy three-ring binders and fill them with Googled information.
- Hire a film production company. They bring together the actors, director and the crew. This ain’t cheap;
- Attend the filming of your movie;
- Wait for the final product;
- Enter film festivals;
- Attend film festivals and hopefully, win an award.
- Rent that 1926 art deco house and premiere your film.
Now this process may seem complicated and hard to do but paraphrasing Bette Davis, film making ain’t for sissies.
Okay close your eyes again, but before you do, memorize the following mantra, “I think can, I think I can, I think I can.”
Mort Laitner is a short-story writer, a memoirist and the producer of the short independent film, “The Stairs.”

Thursday, April 14, 2016
I had heard from a writer colleague, Connie Goodman Milone, that Patrick ODougherty, a fellow author friend from the South Florida Writers Association, had taken a selfie of “An Hebraic Obsession” on the Edmund Pettus Bridge in Selma, Alabama. The photo was taken on the 50th anniversary of Bloody Sunday. Connie was impressed that Patrick had honored my book in such a fashion. So was I. But I surfed the net in vain. I never found the photo.