Showing posts with label horror. Show all posts
Showing posts with label horror. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

That Indie Spirit!!!



Looking at these pictures, it seems a horror movie had a bloody orgasm all over my face. Yes, my indie spirit was renewed this past weekend as I played the role of kind- hearted punk "Matthew," doomed to have dirt crammed down his throat and his head kicked in by an incestuous brother/sister duo in Cory J. Udler's INCEST DEATH SQUAD 2... yes, Part 2. Even with a resume containing such eye catching titles as HELL ASYLUM, BAD MOVIE POLICE, and DEADLY STINGERS, I'd put money down betting this title is going to be the one everyone raises an eyebrow to. So why would I attach myself to something of this nature?

Indie spirit, baby! There's nothing quite like it. A (usually) young group of passionate filmmakers pulling together their limited resources and friends to unite in one simple goal... make a movie. There's little money involved - neither in making the feature, nor once it's been released to the public. Just that element of satisfaction that you had a group of people get behind you and create a story. Even if only 100 people ever see the damned thing, you've seriously accomplished something.

Now, when I say "Indie Spirit," I'm not talking movies even at the level of being produced by "indie" studios like Full Moon, Concorde, Troma, et al. These thriving creators don't have any sort of studio behind them. The director is usually the guy who works a full-time day job and is pouring every extra cent he can muster up into the minimal budget. Said monies don't go to the cast and crew - those dedicated folks work for free. Paying for locations and lawyers and big craft service (food) tables? Nope. The cash generally flows into the make up FX and occasionally the wardrobe, unless the cast is (preferably) willing to wear their own clothes they don't mind possibly getting soaked in gore. Filming takes FOREVER - not days or even weeks. It's more like filming what you can with who you can on weekends for the better part of a year, or longer. (Mike & Amy Watt of Happy Cloud Pictures spent the better part of this past decade completing their zombie flick THE RESURRECTION GAME.)

Making movies at this level is about true dedication. There is often a stigma about movies at this no-budget level. Poor acting, writing, production appearance, FX, editing, sound effects... Usually you'll hear critics, and viewers, bitch that the film "looked like it was shot in someones backyard." Well, yeah, it was... but to that I say "Did YOU give up 52 weekends of drinking and laying on your fat ass watching reality TV to pull together an actual movie?" Whether the product turned out watchable isn't the issue. It's all about the effort put forth by a tiny band of thieves to make one particular person's dream come to life. These productions are about friendship and love, because the people in front of the camera and lending their time behind it often aren't film professionals in any way. They're simply excited to see a friend succeed and maybe have something to show the grandkids 40 years from now... to have the novelty of saying "I was in a movie."

INCEST DEATH SQUAD 2 is the ideal example of this. Obviously I can't say if the movie is watchable at this point... it's not even done filming yet. But I knew going in this was something from Udler's heart. I arrived to find his crew consisted of himself (directing and operating the camera) and Annie Cliff (FX girl and boom mic operator). The fact that a boom microphone existed at all on the production threw me! So I knew Udler at least had and knows how to operate film equipment. The wonderful actors, Greg Johnson and Carmela Wiese (a.k.a. the incestuous killers) aren't actors by trade... Carmela is into holistic medicine. I'm not sure what Greg does, but I'm pretty sure killing people onscreen isn't in his daily routine. But as Carmela stripped down on camera right on a public road (with cars going bye every few minutes), I knew she was game. I joined right in. I was grabbed by the hair, had "mud" (i.e. some very tasty brownies) crammed in my mouth, was tossed to the ground, and "kicked" in the head repeatedly. My pants got muddy, I landed in a rose bush (resulting in some pretty irritating scrapes on my arms and near my right eye), had grass stuck in my teeth, bugs tormented me, and the fake blood SERIOUSLY burned my eyes. You know what? I LOVED every second of it.

There is such an energy to doing this sort of thing... being a part of something that so many believe in. My part of the shoot lasted just about 2 hours, and it seemed like 15 minutes. I didn't want it to end. While it may seem insignificant, I should note that when I left that morning for my two-hour drive to Evansville, WI for the shoot, my Diabetes blood sugar count was at an unhealthy 298. I ate a bad lunch (McDonalds) and had a HUGE dinner (steak, pasta), yet my numbers later read 186... now THAT shows a day of high energy and healthy movement.

Shooting IDS 2 also made me remember, and respect, where I came from. The productions I typically work on these days have investors, budgets, crews, a post crew and professional actors. That's not where I started out though. My days making movies for Moore Video (MARK OF THE DEVIL 666, 5 DARK SOULS, 5 DARK SOULS - PART II) were exactly the same kind of productions. Paying it back (or would that be forward?) for all the help and dedication I received from my own friends in the mid-90s to give up their free time to assist me in achieving my dream - that joined with that hunger and need for the kind of energy you find on a film set of any budget level was my main reason for being a part of this production.

It's that natural instinct, that Spirit I was born with, that feeds my passion to tell a story (or be a part of someone else's) and bring anyone else interested along for the ride.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

What I Love About HorrorHound Magazine



About 2 years ago I came across a most magnificent little tome on the shelves of my local bookstore. HORRORHOUND magazine (full color, approx. 64 pages) made my eyes light up the same way FANGORIA forever changed my gore-soaked eyes back in 1989. While I will always be most loyal to the mag which formed, guided and wickedly enhanced my tastes for horror forever, HORRORHOUND has quickly become my naughty little mistress.

The key to HorrorHound's niche is that it appeals directly to my generation the same way Scarlett Street retrospected all of my parents fright flicks for modern times. At the same time, it's information and photo packed pages drag you right back to all the graphically orgasmic horror mags of the mid-late 80s, and still manages to draw the attention of today's jaded teens and their internet damped eyes. Cover stories and extremely detailed retros on such original fan-favorites as Friday the 13th, Halloween, Salem's Lot, Pumpkinhead, Child's Play, The Exorcist and even Michael Jackson's Thriller are promoted with the same respect as though the films are just now being released.

To further grab your attention are "Fun Facts" and "Did you know?" bits of fandom Q&A lining the bottom of every single page... seemingly useless details to the untrained eye, but knowledge being absorbed like UV rays by any true fan of freakishness. While there's also fresh interviews and news on upcoming theatrical releases for "new" product (i.e. lame remakes), there are much more gruesomely delicious bits on horror comix, model kits, video games, toys, conventions, and DVD releases of our fave films of yesteryear. Even the ads filling quarter pages jump out and beat you over your bludgeoned noggin. I have to say, however, there are two specific regular pieces I automatically flip to...

First up is "The Video Invasion," a typically 3-4 page breakdown of the vaults of long-forgotten and defunct VHS distributors such as Wizard, Camp, Vestron, Gorgon, et al. Each page is gore-iously designed with the company's complete collection of VHS box art, and whether or not the title came in the traditional (i.e. more common) VHS sleeve or the giant clam shell (most often remembered as the size of 80s porn VHS box covers). Additional promotional materials (such as the light-up posters of A Nightmare on Elm Street 3 & 4 and The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Part 2 released by Media Home Entertainment) are also displayed with a loving touch. Imagine the hunt these collectors must dedicate themselves to in order to hunt down the eBay bound items.

Second, and probably because it gives me the same soothing sensation and excitement as those People magazine "Where are they now?" stories, I savor "Horror's Hallowed Grounds." Pictures taken directly from the film are matched up to pictures taken today by a devoted fan hungry enough to hunt down original filming locations in random towns across the nation! Anyone willing to put forth that kind of effort (squinting their eyes til they bleed at the TV screen to try and pick up addresses on homes and rusted street signs to identify possible landmarks) wins my vote for "most devoted." There's simply something so fascinating - at least to me - about how people and places have aged over the years.

What I love most about HorrorHound magazine, though, is just how much fun its staff seems to have in creating it. The writing is enjoyable, easy to consume and typically to the point. The layouts are playful and filled with photos of varying sizes meant to squeeze in as many as possible. It's clear from front to back that this mag is made entirely by fans for fans, bringing long-lost and forgotten titles of my youth back to life. Thank you, HorrorHound, for bringing me back to my childhood and making me a fan again, remembering why this genre consumed me in the first place.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Review: The House of the Devil (2009)


So on an unexpected stop at my local Blockbuster (I rent about 4 times a year) to specifically look for a copy of the unbelievably inspiring PRECIOUS (2009), I decided to peruse the new releases section and came across THE HOUSE OF THE DEVIL. I had seen the box art in a few magazines and recalled its mention on a variety of online horror sites. I had the evening free, so I figured "Why the F^*k not?" It was an excellent decision.

I'm not impressed by very many horror flicks these days. "Been there, seen that" is what I usually think after most modern flicks have wasted my time. Complete lack of originality. THE HOUSE OF THE DEVIL (HOTD) is that rare gem, and after seeing it over a month ago, I still can't get it out of my head. Hence, my need to share it with others and figure why it captured my inner demon, especially since nothing happens in the first 55 minutes... but I couldn't stop watching!

The general premise: Set in 1981, college sophomore Samantha is in dire need of $$$ to escape her annoying dorm mate and get her own apartment, but she needs the down payment in 3 days. Passing a community campus board later that day she sees a babysitting ad. Upon arriving at the secluded house, however, she finds she won't be caring for a child, but instead an unseen, elderly woman in the attic. All she has to do is stay in the house for 4 hours while the family is away at an event and she'll earn a cool $400. Against her better judgment, she agrees, and as the night unfolds discovers she should have followed her gut instinct.

Sounds like a been-there/done-that plot from the early 1980s - but it's just that element which is what makes this film work. The awesome thing here is that this doesn't seem like a 2009-made feature set in 1981. Director Ti West (CABIN FEVER 2) pays such intimate attention to period detail in costumes, props, hair, set design and the type of film used in 1981 that it actually comes across as a forgotten time capsule just released to the public. Its time period also plays extreme importance in that in today's cell phone/instant 911 help era, this story wouldn't work. In 1981, it's still entirely plausible.

So, like I said earlier, nothing happens for the bulk of the film. Samantha walks around the eerie 3 story house, trying to ignore its creepy creaks and groans.... until she can't take them anymore. As she tries to silence the night and her nerves, Sam slowly begins to accidentally discover the secrets of the house, the family she knows nothing about... and that lady in the attic. For anyone who's ever babysat in an unfamiliar home, all that tension will quickly come back to you, which is the brilliance behind West's quest to terrify you from the inside out. Once Samantha discovers all the truths of her unfortunate situation, you'll be chewing your nails off and - that rare of rarest things for true fans bored with everything they've seen before - you'll be covering your eyes and screaming at the screen. Think back to the original HALLOWEEN (1978) or THE TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE (1974). Yeah - it gets that scary. Overall, however, this is much more aesthetically ROSEMARY'S BABY (1968) than Leatherface.

If you want to see the latest modern remake or sequel, pick up SAW VI or - snooze - PROM NIGHT '08. If you want to remember what it was like to watch something with a true sense of evil and suspense -something that wants to crawl under your skin and sink into your brain vs. simply grossing you out - spend a night in THE HOUSE OF THE DEVIL.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Trying Something New


So I've been a bit lazy when it comes to the publicity end of my career. In the late 1990s and throughout most of the 2000s I was, as indie guerrilla god J.R. Bookwalter called me, a "media whore." Admittedly, I threw my name and products (Something To Scream About, October Moon, November Son to name my more "popular" titles) to anyone who would listen and print them. I frequently updated my personal website, and additional sites for each of my more recent films. Then I just... got bored, I guess.

I let all the sites slip (only www.octobermoonthefilm.com remains active). My experience with November Son (a.k.a. October Moon 2) was such a negative one (especially once it was in the hands of distributor Ariztical Entertainment) I lost interest. No more photo shoots, very few convention appearances, and practically no interviews... the "whore" had settled into just being a husband. Then a call came in...

So in November 2009, exactly 10 years to the month - almost the day! - I sold my first professional piece of journalism (a retrospective on The Slumber Party Massacre film franchise) to Femme Fatales Magazine, I was contacted by Shout! Factory. Company exec Cliff MacMillan was in charge of producing new material for the Roger Corman library Shout! had just licensed. Turns out the SPM trilogy was a part of this package, and while Googling the titles for general info, my name kept popping up (thanks to the retro FF piece and STSA). Cliff had seen STSA years ago, and wanted to know if I'd be interested in producing/directing/writing a new documentary on the SPM films. Not only was this a full-circle moment for my career, but it marks the first time I've been sought out as a director without my having to do all the footwork first. A big moment.

Now that production on the documentary Sleepless Nights: Revisiting The Slumber Party Massacres has wrapped (and is due on DVD October 5, 2010), I'm inspired to let the "whore" back out. Not really interested in the photo shoots and extensive convention appearances of this past decade. Would like, instead, to share my thoughts and experiences for those interested in how life is working as an indie filmmaker - with his foot now officially in the corporate film-making door. Also, how the industry is changing from being an individual "guerrilla" filmmaking kid with little competition and his camcorder in the late 90s to now having to accept that any 15 year old can make a professional-looking movie in his bedroom over the course of a weekend - while I'm forced to pull together a paid crew and 6 months of work to keep "relevant."

Blogging is something new to me. I'm not sure just yet how much attention I'll give it. Daily? Weekly? Monthly? At all? My thought is to not just comment on myself (yes, J.R., Hell has frozen over), but indie films I've seen, other folks I work with, and just the industry as a whole. I hope what you read here will bring you back for more.

Best,
Jason

FILMOGRAPHY:
Shy of Normal (2010, director/writer/producer)
Sleepless Nights: Revisting The Slumber Party Massacres (2010, director/writer)
Incest Death Sqaud 2 (2010, actor)
Dozers (2010, actor)
I Made My Own Damned Movie (2010, interview subject)
Unearthed: The Hellraiser Saga (2010, interview subject)
The 50 Scarriest Movies You've Never Seen (2010, interview subject)
November Son: October Moon 2 (2008, writer/director/producer)
The Legend Trip (2007, actor)
Halloween: 25 Years of Terror (2006, interview subject)
October Moon (2005, director/writer/producer)
Something To Scream About (2004, director/writer/producer)
Bad Movie Police, Case #3: Humanoids From Atlantis (2004, Assistant Director)
Bad Movie Police, Case #2: Chickboxer (2004, Assistant Director)
Bad Movie Police, Case #1: Galaxy of the Dinosaurs (2003, actor/Assistant Director)
Deadly Stingers (2003, actor/Assistant Director)
5 Dark Souls, Part III: Retribution (2003, director/writer)
Hell Asylum (2002, actor/supplements director)
Final Stab (2001, Assistant Director/Production Coordinator)
The Frightening (2001, Assistant Director/Production Coordinator)
The Brotherhood II: Young Warlocks (2001, Assistant Director/Production Coordinator)
The Brotherhood (2000, Assistant Director/Production Coordinator)
Ancient Evil: Scream of the Mummy (2000, Assistant Director)
Julia Wept (2000, director/writer/producer)
Voodoo Academy (1999, publicist)
5 Dark Souls, Part II: Roots of Evil (1998, writer/director)
5 Dark Souls (1996, writer/director)
Mark of the Devil 666: The Moralist (1995, writer/director)
Sacrifices (1994 - short - director)
America's Deadliest Home Video (1991, publicist)
Havoc (1991 - short - director/writer)