Nathanial Hornblower
was born on a farm in Appenzell Switzerland in 1948. A strange child,
he refused to go to school. Instead he would spend his time alone
in the barn with the cows and goats. Having no friends and little
contact with his own family he usually only spoke to the animals,
and to them only in a series of grunts and snorts. He had no interest
in normal clothing and fashioned his own styles from old shed dog
hair and cat dander. Many thought that he might be slightly retarded,
but then through a series of accidents and mishaps he came into his
own.
His life really began to take shape at age 10 when he took his fathers
8mm camera and created his first short film. He called it “My Drunken
Toenail.” When he told his family about his idea for his film they
thought it absurd, but it was the dawning of the era of the French
new wave, and abstract and absurdist filmmaking was just on the eve
of exploding. Nathanial’s mother sent his short to the Film Academy
in Geneva thinking that they were a lab that would develop the film
and send it back. But in a bazaar series of misunderstandings, they
took “My Drunken Toenail” as an application for admission and young
Hornblower was accepted. On the basis of one abstract, out of focus
short film, he was erroneously admitted, and became the youngest student
to ever attend the Academy. The press picked up on it and had a field
day.
With all the attention and unlimited access to film making equipment,
he went balls out in an attempt to revolutionize the very concept
of filmmaking. He would scream at the reels of film saying that his
emotions would be transferred into the film. He would pee on the film
and dance around the projector while it was showing his movies.
Needless to say, things didn’t really pan out. His films met with
mediocre reviews, and in general his peers thought him a bit much.
He made wild claims often telling fellow students things like “you
are all biting my style” and “don’t be a hater” or even “I am the
winner!!”
Over time his fellow students began to distance themselves from him
and he blossomed into a full-blown weirdo.