Our good friend Denver Johnson from Demons of Celluloid had some really good things to say about our new WI Horror anthology “Hole in the Wall”
“This isn’t a film that dares to be perfect. It’s a film that dares to be different. It doesn’t want to entertain the masses. It wants to speak to the weirdos like us who not only embrace high art, but also appreciate the beauty of trash culture…This was a truly one of a kind achievement in underground cinema…”
It doesn’t get any better than that.
Check it out here:
Well, this week marked the end of my journey with the film Dead Weight as I turned it over to John Pata, co-writer/director. There looks to be a premiere in Oshkosh at the end of next month. More details on it can be found here:
Along with just seeing the film, DVD’s with a feature length documentary chronicling the making of process, will be available. Seeing as how I was a contributor, as the colorist and post matte finisher, I will be on it. You should definitely pick up a copy, not only because of this but because it is a fantastic film. When it is available to order online I will post a link for you guys so you can get your grubby little mits on this great piece of genre filmmaking.
In other news, Screaming in High Heels is preparing for delivery!!! I can’t release much info, but to say that the film is getting sent out and hopefully we will have news soon on when you can all see it. Long road is finally coming to a close.
That’s it for now. Hopefully we will have news for you soon on these projects, Swamphead, and our new film in pre-production entitled Hole in the Wall. Until then, 2 in the pink 1 in the stink.
This last thursday I was asked to come in and help co-host Monster’s podcast on Fearcast Network called Mind of a Monster. We basically bullshitted on upcoming films but it quickly devolved into filth with bacon clown porn. What else do you expect? Check it out:
Ian Simmons from Kicking the Seat (kickseat.com) didn’t enjoy the SWAMPHEAD. Hear about how the film ruined his morning.
…(Drover and Propp) seem gleeful in giving the middle finger to political correctness–that crazy social evil that prevents us from calling people “retards” or building “funny” scenes around wiping chunks of red-brown feces out of a troubled young man’s ass crack (with attendant fart sounds, of course). Sometimes, I can let stuff like this go, but there’s so much of this humor in Swamphead that it crosses the bounds of off-color, good-natured ribbing into blatant antagonism.
In its overtly raunchy characters, juvenile and disgusting scenarios, and free-form structure, Swamphead is to 1980s horror nostalgia what talk of tie-dyed shirts is to discussions of 1960s politics–a surface-level analysis that has nothing to do with the truth.
…a well-made but utterly unwatchable exploitation throwback
Read on, but of course pick up a copy of the limited edition VHS and decide for yourself!
Buy Swamphead HERE!