Make no mistake, I've wanted to make movies all my life, and have been having a go since i was a kid (I'm 33 now!?). I don't know why I'm trying to persuade you. Thing is: they cost lots of money, and you have to persuade people to believe in your vision and to actually turn up to the shoots at ungodly hours of the morning. When your vision invariably involves time portals, mutating humanoid blood-beasts, decapitation, full-frontal nudity and helicopters, then (especially in this bloody credit crunch) it becomes quite a hard-sell!
But what else am I gonna do? Discard my dreams and go and work in an office; couple of pints with Tony and Baz on a Friday night down the Cobblers, then IKEA with an identikit wife on a Saturday morning, followed by some light suicide on a Sunday in the garage with a pipe attached from the exhaust to the the drivers seat? NO!!! I'm gonna write epic tales of pan-dimensional Detectives, Malevolent Pleasure Droids, Machine-Gun toting Fuck-Sluts, and Intestine-Gouging Demons!!! Screw reality. From now on, screw it in the ear! I'm gonna be true to my warped vision and see where it takes me........
If you're still here: I promise this whole blog won't be quite so exciteable. But it WILL feature Werewolf Gangs, Future Cops, Alternative Universes, treatises on my favourite Cult Movies, and ruminations on the postmodern iconography of Miami Vice (the TV show)......If that's your bag, then let's party. If not, then fuck off out of it!........
