Miranda July
Miranda July
Miranda Jennifer Julyis an American film director, screenwriter, actor, author and artist. Her body of work includes film, fiction, monologue, digital media presentations, and live performance art. She wrote, directed and starred in the films Me and You and Everyone We Knowand The Future. Her most recent book, debut novel The First Bad Man, was published in January 2015. July was a recipient of a Creative Capital Emerging Fields Award...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionDirector
Date of Birth15 February 1974
CityBarre, VT
CountryUnited States of America
I have endless sympathy for (them) because I see myself so much in them.
My way into making movies - into making things is general - has been through performing.
As a filmmaker, the last thing you want to do is place kids in emotional or physical jeopardy, ... Especially for me, coming from a place of really loving those kids.
Thus far, everything I've made has come out of my really feeling it, out of the fire of my life.
Some people need a red carpet rolled out in front of them in order to walk forward into friendship. They can't see the tiny outstretched hands all around them, everywhere, like leaves on trees.
I definitely wanted much more normalness than what was around me.
I laughed and said, Life is easy. What I meant was, Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.
We come from long lines of people destined never to meet.
But, like ivy, we grow where there is room for us.
There was nothing in this world that was not a con, suddenly I understood this. Nothing really mattered, and nothing could be lost.
I'm interested in what the virtues of all those things are, especially for the kind of person who's made their own world that revolves around them, like writers do. It seems especially precious.
That is my problem with life, I rush through it, like I'm being chased. Even things whose whole point is slowness, like drinking relaxing tea. When I drink relaxing tea I suck it down as if I'm in a contest for who can drink relaxing tea the quickest.
She bludgeoned me with a look of such limitless compassion that I immediately began to cry.
Inelegantly, and without my consent, time passed.