I’m down in the suburbs of Dallas helping my dad get his house ready to sell. Anybody wanna buy a house in the Dallas suburbs?
Yesterday I watched a rough cut of the documentary Pirooz Kalayeh is making about me. It looks pretty darned good! I think it will be bigger than Hunger Games!
One unfortunate aspect is that Pirooz reached out to some of the people who have been outspoken critics of me in the past, such as Grace Schireson, Peter Schireson, Adam Tebbe and others who I can’t recall off the top of my head. Not one of them was willing to be interviewed for the film. I think only Peter even bothered to respond to the request. I guess it’s not that easy to stand up for what one believes sometimes. I get that. It’s tough. I don’t really blame them. I know how it is. Trust me, I know! But I would have been interested to see that, though, because I don’t like when documentaries are too much of a love fest. Not even when they’re about me.
That was the problem with the doc about Chogyam Trungpa. They pay lip-service to some of the controversy surrounding him. But it would have made for a much better film to actually hear from some of the people who Trungpa’s behavior really pissed off. In Trungpa’s case, the filmmakers seem to have deliberately avoided saying too much bad about their subject. They appear to want to make him a kind of hero.
But Pirooz was willing to let folks say their piece about why I’m such a danger to the dharma or whatever they think. Yet nobody was willing to come forward and stand up for their own deeply held convictions. Ah well. There’s still some thrills in there anyhow.
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