THE CONFESSION OF "JULIEN DONKEY-BOY"
\IN JOINING THE DOGME BROTHERHOOD, SOMETHING THAT I AM STAUNCH ABOUT, IN THE BELIEF OF MAKING A FILM UNDER GOD, FORSAKING CONVENTION AND ABIDING STRONGLY IN ITS CONVICTION, I PROUDLY ABANDONED THOSE CINEMA TACTICS THAT I HAD BEEN BROUGHT UP IN. AND IN DOING THIS, I SUCCUMBED TO A RELIGIOUS-LIKE, SEMI-CALVINIST FERVOR. BUT AS WHEN I WAS A CHILD THE TEMPTATION TO SIN WAS ALWAYS A ROMANTIC OPTION. THIS ROMANTIC OPTION LED ME TO THE CINEMA, A PLACE WHERE SIN WAS WELCOME, WHERE AT LEAST IN THEORY THE PURPOSE MADE IT HOLY. IF I WAS EVER TO MAKE A "WESTERN," FOR INSTANCE, AND A HORSE DIED BECAUSE I ASKED TOO MUCH FROM THE STALLION, I WOULD NOT SHED A TEAR SIMPLY BECAUSE IT DIED BY MY COMMAND. I WOULD WEEP ONLY IF THE HORSE DIED OFF CAMERA. CINEMA SUSTAINS LIFE. IT CAPTURES DEATH IN ITS PROGRESS. THUS THE HORSE DIES FOR THE WORLD AS DID CHRIST HIMSELF. WITH THIS BELIEF, WORKING AND SERIOUSLY BELIEVING AS I DO IN THE PROPHECY AND INTRINSIC VALUE OF THE "VOW OF CHASTITY," I WELCOMED THE CONVERSION OF BELIEF AND GLADLY ALTERED MY FORMER APPROACH. BUT THIS WAS NOT A SOLO CONVERSION, BUT A HAPPY ONE, AND IN THIS, I WAS BORN AGAIN. AND LIKE SOME SORT OF MISSIONARY WITH STRICT CONVICTION AND RIGHTEOUSNESS IT WAS ALSO MY DUTY TO PERSUADE THOSE NON BELIEVERS (ACTORS, PRODUCERS, CERTAIN CREW MEMBERS) ESPECIALLY THOSE BEGRUDGING AMERICANS AROUND ME, THAT THIS WAS A RESCUE MISSION OF SORT, THAT IT WAS NOT ENOUGH TO TAKE MY ORDERS BUT TO FIND SUFFICIENT SOLACE WITHIN THE CONFINES OF DOGME 95. THERE CAN BE ART WITHOUT LOVE; BUT NO CINEMA CAN LACK LOVE. TO LOVE THE MANIFESTO IS THE ONLY WAY I COULD MAKE IT THROUGH, NOT TO QUESTION IT, BUT TO GIVE IN AS YOU WOULD BLINDLY GIVE YOURSELF TO A HIGHER POWER. BUT WITH THAT SAID, I MUST CONFESS WITH LITTLE SHAME AND REDEMPTIVE SORROW TO MY FEW SINS AGAINST MY BRETHREN. AS WHEN I WAS A NINE YEAR OLD CHILD AND I BURNT MY MOTHERS GARDEN DOWN WITH MATCHES AND DRY GRASS WHILE MOTHER TRUSTED ME ENOUGH TO LEAVE ME ALONE AT HOME FOR THE FIRST TIME, I WAS TO TEND TO MY YOUNGER SIBLINGS WHILE SHE WENT SHOPPING FOR A WINTER COAT. BUT I STARTED A FIRE INSTEAD. AND THE FIRE CONSUMED MORE THAN HER FLOWERS. SHE SMASHED MY BARE ASS WITH A YELLOW WIFFLE BALL BAT TILL THE WELTS ON MY ASS MADE A BRUTAL ENOUGH IMPRESSION FOR HER TO STOP. NEEDLESS TO SAY THE LESSON WAS LEARNED AND MY VANDILIZATION CEASED, AT LEAST FOR A WHILE. BUT THEN I WAS A CHILD. NOW I AM WHAT I AM. THE LORDS VESSEL I AM.
\THESE ARE MY CONFESSIONS TO THE BROTHERHOOD: BEFORE GOD I SHALL CONFESS: PURGE AND REDEEM.
\SALVATION IS FREE. REDEMPTION AND MERCY.
\PRAISE BE "THE VOW OF CHASTITY." AND BLESSED BE THE FAMILY!
\IN THE NAME OF DOGME 95.
\I WILLFULLY SUBMIT "JULIEN DONKEY-BOY"
\YOUR BROTHER IN ARMS
\HARMONY KORINE
\95- THE VOW OF CHASTITY
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