Overview
GOOD
TRUE
BEAUTIFUL
Overview
GOOD
TRUE
BEAUTIFUL
Agathos Pictures is the production company of writer and director Joshua Hamilton.
The Good
The Good
The Good
Agathos (ἀγαθός) is the profoundest form of good in Greek. A ceaseless barrage of empty content has numbed and disoriented audiences. Good work is humane and direct. Cinema can either impoverish or enrich the moral imagination. We aim for the latter.
The True
The True
The True
PREPRODUCTION
We offer idea to shooting schedule preproduction.
Agathos Pictures can develop your vague inspiration into a fully realized project.
PRINCIPAL PHOTOGRAPHY
Our productions are streamlined and efficient.
Time is money, and we don’t waste either.
POSTPRODUCTION
Agathos Pictures specializes in concrete imagery.
Film is a photographic medium. its strength is capturing light. We are not a VFX company.
The Beautiful
The Beautiful
The Beautiful
William Faulkner
Nobel Banquet Speech
The young man, the young woman, writing today has forgotten the problems of the human heart in conflict with itself which alone can make good writing because only that is worth writing about, worth the agony and the sweat.
He must learn them again. He must teach himself that the basest of all things is to be afraid; and, teaching himself that, forget it forever, leaving no room in his workshop for anything but the old verities and truths of the heart, the old universal truths lacking which any story is ephemeral and doomed – love and honor and pity and pride and compassion and sacrifice. Until he does so, he labors under a curse. He writes not of love but of lust, of defeats in which nobody loses anything of value, of victories without hope and, worst of all, without pity or compassion. His griefs grieve on no universal bones, leaving no scars. He writes not of the heart but of the glands.
Until he relearns these things, he will write as though he stood among and watched the end of man. I decline to accept the end of man. It is easy enough to say that man is immortal simply because he will endure: that when the last dingdong of doom has clanged and faded from the last worthless rock hanging tideless in the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still be one more sound: that of his puny inexhaustible voice, still talking.
I refuse to accept this. I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail. He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance. The poet’s, the writer’s, duty is to write about these things. It is his privilege to help man endure by lifting his heart, by reminding him of the courage and honor and hope and pride and compassion and pity and sacrifice which have been the glory of his past. The poet’s voice need not merely be the record of man, it can be one of the props, the pillars to help him endure and prevail.