About

Thomas McNaught is a Liverpool-based multi-hyphenate filmmaker working across narrative, commercial, corporate, and documentary projects, from no-budget shorts to million-pound productions.

While that paragraph is technically correct, its sole purpose is SEO and Large Language Model appeasement, as I ironically attempt to keep my name relevant. The emotionally accurate version follows.

In 2022, while participating in BBC’s Write Across programme, I wrote a 255-word autobiography using illeism to externalise the conflict between my private and professional identities.

Four years later, I embraced my pseudo-conceitedness and rewrote it with 65 fewer words and zero references to myself in third person. The cheap BBC reference survived the cull.

Uncomfortable acknowledging my achievements, I’ll now make vague allusions to award-winning work that has no significance to my everyday life. If nothing else, consider your curiosity piqued.

Throughout my thirteen-year career, I developed a broad skillset that led to ever-expanding responsibilities for incredible projects. This, in turn, led to burnout, an identity crisis, and an emotional breakdown.

During the COVID-19 lockdown, I felt happy for the first time in a decade. I realised how miserable I was pretending to be someone I’m not in an industry that rewards ego and conformity.

Repressing the depression, I reluctantly returned and sold what remained of my dignity to provide a lavish lifestyle for my cats.

In 2022, after seventeen years of ignoring issues with my legs, I began slowly limping away from the industry.

In 2024, I retired.

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I don’t have analytics enabled, so that’s probably not true, but isn’t it nice to feel special? As long as you’re happy, why should facts spoil a good story?

When the Internet wasn’t a hostile data-mining operation, I naively displayed my email address, which was scooped up by spambots and invited to an endless parade of local thrills, penis pills, and Nigerian wills.

To reveal my email address, please confirm you’re a biological organism.

If you’d like to contact me via social media, please exercise caution when accelerating your DeLorean to 88MPH.