A conversation wherein filmmaker Mary Bronstein speaks about crafting her feature debut Yeast, a harsh, fantastic ride of unfiltered emotional confusion between three women on the brink of friendship break-ups. Much like the work of her husband filmmaker Ronald Bronstein, yet distinct in its tone and aesthetic, Yeast, for my taste, stands as one of the most uncompromising, unique and stimulating independent films of the year.
SM: In an interview over at Linear Reflections, you’d mentioned that as a child you suffered through this strange emotional dichotomy wherein you’d be afraid to sneeze in class and draw attention to yourself but then, on the other hand, you also had this desire to be noticed and to perform. I was hoping that you could talk a bit about that dichotomy of wanting to be the wallflower and then ...