I once read that Stanley Kubrick kept an editing suite at home so that, among other reasons, he could spend time with his kids while he worked. Apparently, despite the unruly demands of filmmaking, he was also quite a family man. When I used to have an office job at Imagine Entertainment in Los Angeles, I remember thinking how difficult it was to spend vastly more hours of each day with my colleagues, whom I liked enough, than my soon-to-be wife, whom I wanted to be with much more. Having kids increases the complexity of this ratio untold-fold.
What a great solution, then, Kubrick had, to bring his office home. Some of us have home-offices out of financial necessity; his was by choice. Terrific.
Back a couple years when I started my production company, Nigrita Films, I wanted to fuse these two forces in my life — my work and my family — and chose the name of the village in Greece where my father was born. If I was going to be out making movies, spending ungodly hours and weeks and months working, then I wanted to keep the connection strong back to home — even if the only connection I could afford at times was the name alone.
