Selected Works
(of a directorial nature)
Bangkok Fights
Travelogue
Bangkok Fights
Travelogue
On the first night of my trip to Thailand, we went to watch the fights. It was a typical Thursday night crowd. White tourists were up front (including me, so half-white) while the locals cheered from behind the fence.
I ran into one of the fighters in the washroom right after his bout. He couldn't have been more than 14 or 15. He was checking out the new battle wound he had earned above his left eye, and he was quite proud of it. He also seemed unphased by the 15 minute beating he had just taken. It was actually pretty humbling. And then I remembered I had to pee.
Here is the film.
