Immediate recognition. You can just tell. Piano-playing mom gets it, bespectacled dad not so much. It feels whole. Very few kids are “called” at age seven or eight. Talk about a charmed life.
I was touched by movies at a young age also, but not as a grand creative goal as much as therapy, release, escape. Release from the hell of coping with a scowling alcoholic daad, and from both parents doing what they could to steer me away from movie-worship and toward a life of conventional scholastic achievement and rule-following. No thanks.