I was scared of my house. This all started because I was
scared of my house. And this is not hype or hyperbole. My house scared me.
For real.
Before we moved in, I would go there at night after
rehearsal to apply paint samples to various walls and in my brain I was always
thinking “cool, I can put the samples up and then go to my new man-cave and
play guitar for a while before I have to head back” and then I’d get there and
start painting and invariably I would get creeped out and then the noises would
start and then the imagination would run wild and suddenly there was a dude in
the house watching me.
This went on for weeks. Then we moved in.
And my wife, who had made so much fun of me…this big fat man
being scared of a little house, came to me and said “man this house is creepy.
I’m scared honey”. Because she’d never
been there at night.
And that is the truth. My house is creepy as hell at night.
And that is where this all started.
This sprouted from my saying, “since my house is so creepy
at night, why not shoot a horror movie there”.
True Story.
And then I locked my keys in the house and had to crawl
through a window and fell and hurt myself and so I went to Home Depot and
bought one of those faux rock hide-a-key things so that I wouldn’t have to
crawl through a window and fall and hurt myself and while I was looking for a
place to hide it, I suddenly had a flash of someone watching me hide it and
then…well then the imagination runs wild again and here we are.
There we were. Because I had a premise and a damn good one
but I didn’t have a script. So I did what every industrious producer/director
does when faced with a lack of material.
I put it out there on the web. First
through a message board with the remnants of Movie Poet: “hey, I have this idea
about a dude that opens a hide-a-key thingy and instead of a key finds a memory
stick with a bunch of videos on it that show an unknown intruder seriously
f***ing with his family so write me a video” thinking well this will be fun and
what could possibly go wrong.
And then the scripts started coming in…
I may have said too much already...
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Here's what the movie's about:
A dude comes home from work. It’s late…raining. He’s in a
terrible mood. He rushes to get the
groceries out and locks his keys in the car. He’s f***ed. His wife and the kids
are at her parents’. What to do? What to
do? SALVATION…he remembers that he’d
bought one of those little hide-a-key thingy that looks like a rock and you
stick your key in it and put it in the garden or something for just such an
emergency. So he looks for the faux
rock—not an easy thing to do in the middle of the night with no flashlight. He
finds it. Sighs of relief. He opens the
rock to find…
No key.
In its place, a small flash drive.
He breaks a window. Gets in his house. Fires up the computer
and inserts the drive.
There are a series of media files. As he plays each one, to
his horror, he realizes that they are of him and his family, and they are shot
inside his house (using the hide-a-key for access one would presume) by an
unknown intruder. Some are during the
day, some are at night, some while they are sleeping. As the video clips
progress, he realizes that the intruder has begun to ACTIVELY participate in
his life.
So these scripts...and I am a horror FAN. I grew up...let me tell you...my MOTHER took me to see Friday the 13th Part 3 while we were on vacation at a place called Crystal Lake (this is 100% true...as much as anything in a 10 year old's memory can be)...I saw TX Chainsaw at a Drive-In that same summer. I grew up in the age of the VHS...and pre-Blockbuster Video and every weekend my allowance was spent on renting horror movies. Pieces, The Dorm that Dripped Blood, Dario Argento, Lucio Fulci, et al.... I tell you that to make you understand that I am not a newbie and/or easily shocked. I saw Halloween before I saw The Apple Dumpling Gang. I know horror.
The scripts. They started coming in. And I started reading and quickly realized that I may have gotten myself into something that I can't get out of. Because these scripts are the most f***ed up things I've ever read (pardon my francais). And now I have to make them. I have to cast people and do the things to them that are in these scripts.
I have to figure out ways to do the things to these poor people that these sickos want me to do...
and that costs money. The amount is negotiable but I always felt that Bowfinger was onto something when he said that all movies, cash in, cost $2,184. So that's what I'm asking for...if it's good enough for Chubby Rain, it's good enough for Hide-A-Key.
So here we are (face to face, a couple of silver spoons?). I'm going to make this movie....Wanna help?
At this point (and we're going to be adding more perks as we go), we are looking for peeps who want to see Hide-A-Key and are willing to put their money where their (sick) mouths is and commit to watching in advance. And we're looking to make that as painless (read: Cheap) as possible. For a measly 10 bucks you can watch the movie...that's only slightly worse than On Demand but slightly better (or on par, depending on your location) than seeing at your local multi-plex. And you can always combine your money with 5 or so of your friends and host a party...I mean, yes, that's like taking food right out of my beautiful children's mouths when you do that, but hey, ART exists to be shared.
So please consider Pre-purchasing a download or dvd today. And we are committed to giving you the absolute most bang for your buck so everyone who gives ANYTHING will receive access to a multitude of kick ass behind the scenes stuff.
And remember....a friend of Quite is a friend alright.
