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The
Training of Camille - Session 2 - Page 36
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I gazed into Camille's beautiful
face. She had what in the old times of Hollywood
was described as "good bone structure".
Perhaps a prototype of a look. The camera
loved her. I loved her, but I also envied
her. I envied her freedom, the kind of freedom
she wasn't aware of. It was natural for her.
that's how things were. In some real sense
I was happy to have been part of the generation
that fought to change the way people thought
and saw life. It was because of that struggle
that Camille was free. Talk about the daughters
of the revolution. She is one of the true
ones.
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When I first arrived to
New York I was 19, not yet America's drinking
age, but a candidate for the draft. In fact
I had to sign a card that could be placed
in a lottery for the draft. The Viet Nam war
was going on, dwindling, in fact, America
was loosing it and blood was flowing in the
hot jungles of South East Asia. New York was
in an economic crisis and porn was spreading
like fungus. The sexual revolution was in
full swing and experimentation was the fad
of the times. I was suffering of culture shock. |
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My dream was to make movies
and that's what I dedicated my time to, apart
of making music with friends. I moved to a
hippie commune for a while and lived the live
of sex, drugs and rock and roll, mixed with
religion... religions, in fact. It was confusing
and scary but I ... we.. had to find our way
out of that mess. The result was in front
of me. A truly free person for whom sex was
not a dirty word.
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