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Friendly, effervescent, and one of the biggest film nerds you’ll ever meet, Beau has no trouble striking up a conversation with just about anyone — stopping, however, becomes an issue once he gets rolling, so make sure to grab a snack while you wait.
brief history
Born to a family of artists, Beau has always been something of a creative spirit. Much of his early childhood was spent in the company of his very, very, very large extended family. They were a boisterous bunch, laughing often with sincerity and ease, and treated everyone they met with a camaraderie warm enough to melt even the coldest of hearts. Before he got old enough to participate, Beau enjoyed listening in on their conversations. They talked about everything under the sun, swapping stories, small talk, and even the odd off-color joke once enough alcohol had gone around the room.
A happy, functional family seemed to be a rarity these days, and growing up, Beau saw the world through rose-tinted glasses. As an only child, his parents always treated him with a certain degree of preciousness, though they were careful not to spoil him overmuch. One of his favorite childhood memories was him sitting with his parents, watching old Buster Keaton flicks they’d rented from the Blockbuster down the street.
Beau’s own father was an actor, and his mother a screenwriter. The Salvatore clan was made up of a menagerie of artists, musicians, and other similarly colorful characters, so it was only natural that he’d decide to follow in their footsteps, albeit in his own way. He was gifted his first camera when he was 10 — an old Super 8 that he used to shoot home movies and short films. It soon grew into a passion for him. His parents supported this interest, and encouraged him to keep at it.
High school was when he started to take things a bit more seriously. He loved movies, loved watching them, making them, and wanted to do something with it, just like his parents had done. So, he began working towards his goal of Boston University. It took him many sleepless nights and enough coffee to kill an elephant, but eventually, he managed to piece together a reel he was happy with. Two weeks passed before Beau was invited for an interview, and then a week after that, he received an acceptance letter in the mail.
Beau’s college years marked the first time he’d been away from home for more than a week. During his summer internship, he worked at a news station – which, in layman’s terms – translated to getting bossed around by studio bigwigs while he did all the grunt work and fetched them coffee. Not quite what he was hoping for, but he just treated it as a learning experience. That was the problem with Beau, he’s always been kind of a pushover, a little too eager to please, prone to flights of fancy. His father often said that if he wanted to survive in the industry, he needed to learn to stand up for himself. This advice was something he took to heart, but actually doing it was a different story altogether.
When he got his degree, the AFI Conservatory was what Beau looked to next. That, however, did not go as smoothly as he was hoping. They didn’t like what he had to offer — said it wasn’t original enough, spectacular enough, good enough. Being dealt such a blow left him stunned and adrift, but just giving up would render all his efforts for naught. And so, after a few months of soul-searching, Beau threw himself into his work with newfound vigor. He has since been working freelance as a videographer, while having his own projects on the side.
Even as a child, the whole concept of Strings fascinated him. His parents liked to tell him stories about their own meeting, about the red string that led them to each other. The very thought of having a soulmate out there… well, that was the stuff of fairytales, wasn’t it? Beau’s own interest in the topic is channelled into his latest short film (as of yet unnamed) about people finding each other through the Strings that connected them.
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