We put out a call for cast and crew for HellBride and KillerKiller a while back, but haven’t contacted anyone for auditions yet. We’ve done a bit of CV sorting, but haven’t made any phone calls. Mainly because we can’t set the shoot date in stone just yet, and I’m not happy to actually offer people positions on this until the shoot date is locked. In case they end up changing plans to fit our schedule, and then our schedule goes tits up and they end up hating us. Because we really can’t be doing with people hating us.
Can’t set the shoot date in stone until we’re sure exactly what’s happening with TrashHouse in certain territories, because we don’t want to miscalculate and overspend on the new flicks with money it turns out that we’re not going to get, thus bankrupting the company and making people hate us again.
So, what am I doing at time? I’m writing and polishing the two new scripts, because I want to make them as good as I can. I’m only going to direct one of the movies myself, (which, since the title of this blog has given it away somewhat anyway, I might as well admit is going to be HellBride), but they’re both very much Pat Higgins scripts and right now they are both very much my babies. I’m working on them kind of alternately, depending on my mood. Some days are HellBride days, some days are KillerKiller days.
Actually, since I’ve already admitted that we haven’t finalised cast and crew, I might as well pimp the cast and crew address here already.. If anybody is looking to be onboard for cast and crew on these movies the address to apply to is email@example.com but please bear in mind that the money will be absolute shit and the work will be hard.
Although it might be fun too.
Back from a frenzied few days in Edinburgh.
TromaFling was a blast. The organisers, Avone and Louise, have juggled together a programme of 205 movies, (from shorts to features), and are managing to attract audiences despite the myriad of other stuff going on in Edinburgh at festival time. Drunkenly babbled my way through a Director’s Q&A session after the screening, having forgotten to keep a decent track of my booze intake. Top fun.
Amongst the other shows we checked out were Radio Blah Blah from TrashHouse’s music composer, sound recordist and Zombie Doctor #1 Danny James, which was entirely unscripted, brave as hell and very funny. Danny’s archiving each show here: http://www.radioblahblah.co.uk/download.htm
(the show we were at was Sunday 14th if you fancy downloading it)
Got back to find that our cats had decided, in our absence, that the litter tray was very old-fashioned and pissing randomly all over the house was the next big thing. Less than delighted, especially since they got fed, watered and had the tray changed every day so it wasn’t like they had grounds to go on dirty protest. Living in fear of discovering more poo and wee as the evening progresses.
In a couple of hours, I’m heading out of the house and heading up towards Edinburgh.
Accompanying me on this merry trip will be my wife, (Pip), and Richard Collins, (who played James The Psycho in TrashHouse). The current plan is to drive until we’re knackered and then find a TravelLodge or similar to crash out in, but Rich seems to have a growing desire to simply drive all night, which might mean arriving in Edinburgh at some stupid time in the morning.
The TrashHouse Premiere is on Tuesday. It’s part of the TromaFling festival, and should be a laugh. I’m down to do a Director’s Q&A afterwards, and I’m not sure what to expect. We’ll spend the other three nights checking out stand-up shows and soaking up the Edinburgh vibe.
Our next two projects, HellBride and KillerKiller, are both shooting towards the end of the year. I meant to spend today working on the scripts, (since neither of them are actually finished yet, and I’m really going to need to pull my finger out), but somehow I got caught up checking through the copy of TrashHouse that we’re taking down to TromaFling instead. I’ve been tweaking sound effects and so on even up to this week, (which considering the flick was first shown at invite-only screenings in January this year probably shows that I never quite know when to leave things the hell alone).
I’ll report back after the festival.