I have several modest life goals.
In order of importance, they are:
1) Inspire an action figure in my likeness.
2) Necessitate definition in my own Wikipedia page.
3) Star in a horror movie.
That said…the movie is gonna be fricking awesome! Okay, so I do my hopeless romantic schtick as I’ve done many times before, only in this movie the girl I’m unrequitedly in love with is fucking POSSESSED, being eaten away from the inside by a crazy demon! The actress playing her (who is incidentally also the writer and director) lost ALMOST 100 POUNDS over the course of the two year shoot. As unhealthy and border-line nutty as that is, you can’t argue with the fact that seeing the girl waste away over the course of a two-hour movie is going to look fucking SICK.
Since this weekend was the finale, I spent most of the time doing what every non-evil character does in the finale of any horror movie: running around screaming and looking confused. Things that confused/frightened my character included:
1) Pools of blood.
2) Botched exorcisms.
3) Getting licked on the side of my face by said demon/girl resulting in a crazy burn.
4) An awesome scene where I made out with this same girl in a bathroom, only to pull away and see that, oh snap, she turned into the fucking demon again!
As both of you who read this blog might have guessed, I have an almost religious devotion to formulaic horror movies and the slack-jawed idiot characters that populate them. To the people that made this happen, thank you. It was an indescribable honor for me to walk in Ali Larter’s shoes for a few days.
Writer/Producer