My Early Filmmaking Efforts as a Kid

Going back and putting my Super 8 movies (film, before video camcorders) from the '70s on DVD, when I was 10-15 years old, and the painful truth is that I was bedazzled by my wunderlust for the visual and technical that I ignored or didn't stick to story!  Maybe I was trying to hide or overlook my pain somehow by indulging in this passion (rage, really) that I had (have) for this medium of filmmaking, but my wunderlust gets the best of me, and, while there are a lot of fantastic visuals, there are stretches of narrative that make absolutely no sense.   I'm watching this mini-epic I made that I called "War Against the Sub Humans", about a civilization of beings that comes up from within the Earth's crust to overtake the surface of the world, and the engagements with the U.S. Army that follow.  There are two central characters in the Army who are friends, Sgt. Einheart, played by my friend, David Putnam, and Sgt. Davidson, played by myself.  The first third of the film has Davidson abducted by the Sub-Humans, with Einheart and the troops trying to rescue him from their underground lair.  Then the film sort of degenerates into one type of battle to another, air, sea, you name it.  I sort of realized the futility of war with this film, even being unaware of the Vietnam debacle or the yet-to-be-introduced Iraq deal.  This film is sort of a cross between H.G. Welles' War of the Worlds (the George Pal version, not the Spielberg version) and Richard Attenborough's A Bridge Too Far, which is another film that has a huge all-star cast with multiple storylines and stretches on too long in my opinion.  If I remember correctly, in making this film, I would write a script for ONE SCENE, then my friends and I would act it out and shoot it, then I would edit the scene, then I'd write another scene and so on, but I had no complete script for the whole film, so the narrative evolves over time until it never really achieves a satisfying conclusion...also, I was undergoing puberty at the time, so my priorities (and hormones) were rapidly, um...changing...I think I was just gonna have the Army nuke the hell out of the entire world, only to realize that the Sub-Humans have "protective blisters" on their ships, like the Martians in WOTW.  By that time, I'd moved onto girls... Oh, well...a challenge for my future work.  If I'm ever going to become great and make any dough in this medium, I have to critique and learn from my fallibilities...