Whirlpool of Energy
The plan was to go to Spain, lock myself into a hotel and write up notes and rework my script. As usual a plan is a list of things that don’t happen. Instead I went out a lot and met old friends, new friends and a whole load of weird and wonderful characters that not only made me fall in love with Granada again but also showed me why I wanted to make this film in the first place.
I met a drunk philosopher who claimed that Granada sits on an energy point/majour ley line that acts likes a compass creating a whirlpool of energy trapped between the mountains and the sea. It’s hard to resist or break free. Drifting along, moment to moment. He might have been smashed on whiskey and talking crap but you couldn’t deny the passion in his voice and his strong belief that fate had something to do with him being in Granada and in that bar talking to me.