After years of work, we finally had a production date. A real one.

Locations booked. Equipment reserved. Every dollar we had already committed.

Around that same time, through an unlikely connection with Moore Productions, we got an expedited meeting that led somewhere I never expected. His Beatitude Metropolitan Tikhon read our script. He blessed the production. For a moment, everything felt like it was finally moving exactly the way it should.

Then the SAG strike happened. Our actors belonged to the Screen Actors Guild. Without an Interim Agreement, they legally could not work. Those agreements weren't exactly being handed out to tiny independent films like ours. If we didn't get one, we weren't looking at a delay.

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