I’m not the kind of director who sketches out shots on a napkin or carries around a Moleskine full of thumbnails. I’m not an artist – I can’t draw. But I’ve always been someone who needs to see the movie in my head before I can confidently step onto a set.
When I started prepping my latest film, Mooch – a 91-minute noir comedy (very) loosely based on my own experience as an emo-kid-turned-golf-caddy – I knew the biggest challenge wasn’t just making the film.
