Although unaware that this would be a film one day, My Fiona started when my babysitter/surrogate older sister died from suicide when I was twelve years old. This traumatic event would be a part of shaping the person I would inevitably become.
The feeling I wanted to convey most is the internal rollercoaster of grief. The ups and downs that can push you around like a riptide; camouflaging feelings, falling in love to mask the pain, possessively competing for the one we lost, and obsessively searching for answers as a temporary salve. It was important to me to walk the tightrope of sadness and humor, and at times appearing in the very same beat. I’ve never met a bad day that didn’t have a funny quirk I couldn’t appreciate.
As a bisexual I have been frustrated with the lack of our stories portrayed on screen. In my journey of celebrating my sexuality I grappled with the fact that it wasn’t an ‘aha’ moment and it took a long time to voice and stand behind the feelings I had within. Through my lead character, Jane, the audience witnesses how her own sexuality is brought to light because of circumstance and authentic connection. I hope her organic exploration can reflect those that have yet to witness versions of themselves on film.
This last year has humbled many of us and leveled even our most basic expectations of life. Mourning our hopes and recognizing our fears is shared on-screen in My Fiona, and the film's message is more relevant than ever before.