"now you know" - smug producers

No, actually you're wrong. It's not a case of pick myself up and start again. It's a case of clear, persistent discrimination from a few gatekeepers. Steve Barr owes me money. There's no way around it. SPADA enabled his campaign and used illegal anti-trans conversion tactics. Tory Whanau turned me into public enemy no. 1 for being out and trans. - To you, Weeded Out was just another picture for your portfolio. To me, it was the first (and only) chance that I'd get to make a pro film. When it became clear that Steve's notes sucked, I pulled the plug. Made another film, but it wasn't a theatrical feature, hence all those pro producers damning The Dakumentary with faint praise, while the TV people loved it. You've never hired me; you didn't pay me to do the rewrites. You've never hired me to compose, arrange or orchestrate your music. You've never sent a talent scout to interface with me. You've never bought me lunch. You've never met me in person. - Same goes for this Tupaia film. For all of you, it's another picture, one that the boffins have told you is a surefire blockbuster if all the nasty bits are removed. To me, it's a piece of my ancestry that I've recently discovered. The treatment cuts the mustard with historians and locals, so if you want to fund it, then I'll expect emails from the laundry list of producers who want to film it. I'll expect rights, such as saying no. I'll expect payment for the treatment. I'll expect payment to turn it into a draft. I'll expect apologies over the transphobia from Wellington (NZFC and SPADA). Real emails, with your real name on them. In my email inbox or via LinkedIn. Some of you have my address, so just admit that you follow AMPP.