We were filming Turistas, by Alicia Scherson. I was assistant director, and one night, I told her and Macarena López an idea I had for a script. This set in motion the process for La Ducha, which I premiered in 2010, in the international short film section. It was the first time I stood in front of an audience as director, the first time I shot an audiovisual piece, the first time I understood a little better what it means to be a director. I came out of that room and felt the audience had liked it, and I felt proud. That year, I received no awards.
In 2012, I was selected to the competition with Gleisdreieck, a short I filmed in Berlin. That year, I couldn’t come, though. We were shooting a series, and I was still an assistant director. Doubts and insecurities were present still, and, although they still come back to me from time to time, at that time, I had the impression that La Ducha, despite having won several awards, had been just good luck. Why do those thoughts chase after us? Then, I received the news we had obtained the Best Latin American Short Film Award, my first Pudú and a show of support to regain confidence, a voice that whispers: go on; we can continue telling stories. I kept going.
Four years later, I presented my first finished feature, Rara. I was nervous all week, anxious…
Rara screened to a full house. Among the audience were my friends, my students, my colleagues, my teachers, and above all, people that empathized with the story we decided to tell. It was the first time I watched the film together with a national audience. The laughter, the tiny references in the script became a reality, and the spectators enjoyed it. Everything was worth it.
In 2016, I received my second Pudú, but this award was different. The recognition was given to me by the audience at a festival that has seen me grow, a festival that brings together people that love the movies and that, above all else, believe that cinema is a powerful weapon to change the world.
And all this happens in the rain.