The mid 80s in Rome were fun. No internet and a still somewhat limited and windy contact with the rest of the world allowed me to get a very Italian upbringing. I'm much European in that regard. But I always knew I was meant to grow strong off my roots only to blossom somewhere else. Growing up I kept to myself and loved watching films and TV shows that would toss me into fantastic worlds and unparelled adventures. They delighted and inspired me. Mostly the ones made in the United States and Japan. Aged 12 I started learning English by renting non dubbed VHSs - within the smallest selection you can think of -- which was still something - at the local now extinct Blockbuster. I attempted learning Japanese too, but finding Japanese original language pieces proved a little bit harder at the time. Thus I devoted myself to the language of America and the popular colture that came with it, and I soon realised that that place that was meant for me was Hollywood.

 

We are now in the 90s and I start exploring the new continent through the world wide web. It is slow, basic and expensive, but it allows a glimpse into a land I had only previously seen filtered through someone else's eyes on a screen. America to me had the irresistible flavor of a mysterious lover. It showed itself in its glorious beauty, freshness and appeal but it also kept a distance from me. Half a day of a plane ride away. I was enthralled, raptured and in love with it. So. Much.

 

It wasn't as common as it is today in the early 2000 to say "when I grow up I want to make movies". I chose to study film in college, and I was more often riduculed and perceived as a lazy bum that didn't have any intention to get a "real" job and make a living. Fortunately I knew better. I felt it. I kept studying the art of film through my master's degree in Rome. Then I bid everyone goodbye and sat on plane for Los Angeles. It was 2011 and I was heading out to the wild west on my own, to meet an adorable woman whose existence I had learned of online, Randi Feldman, and who was going to teach me how to become what I was always meant to be, a Script Supervisor.

 

She has taught me so well, in fact, that a year and a half later I was a member of IATSE and had worked on more than 20 feature films and network TV shows. And guess what? I was making a living doing what I loved, 6.000 miles from home, in the land of my dreams.

 

Four years into this adventure, in a country that did not give me birth but adopted me and nurtured me more lovingly than my own, I found the confidence and opportunity to launch me on another, even more challenging path. I read a script I fell in love with and I decided that I wanted to be the one to make it into a film. I thus became a Producer. I have worked through trial and error and have come out on the other side victorious, thanks to everybody that has mentored me through the years and has showed me what a beautiful, brutal but rewarding career cinema is.

 

I still love Japan, still script supervise happily and succesfully, and I hope to produce more in the near future. The possibilities are endless for the girl that never once was scared to dream.