Sunday, September 14, 2008

She should have gotten naked, but...

Hey everybody,

I know, I know... I am long overdue for an update and a blog about what's been going on. It's coming, I swear. I'm just under some pretty heavy deadlines right now and working my ass off.

By now, hopefully most of you have heard that the short films that Joe Lynch and I made for London FrightFest are becoming available on line. Episode 1 is now up and the rest will follow EVERY Monday through early October. You can watch them at www.ariescope.com - but more on that in my NEXT blog.

For now, real quickly- I just wanted to let everyone know that I will be doing an in-store signing for a new book called THE BOOK OF LISTS: HORROR which features a collection of "Top 10 Lists" from folks like me, Stephen King, James Gunn, Ray Bradbury, Joe Lynch, Eli Roth, and more.

Just a heads up, my list is "The Top 10 Horror Movie Actresses That Should Have Gotten Naked, But Didn't..." Want to know who's on it? Well, order the book now on Amazon.com and find out! It's great bathroom reading, really.

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You can meet me THIS coming Saturday, September 20th at Dark Delicacies Bookstore in Burbank, California at 2:00pm. I will be there signing with a whole group of authors from the book, including James Gunn, Victor Salva, and many more.

Of course, feel free to bring any of your HATCHET, SPIRAL, or other "Adam Green" stuff, too.

DARK DELICACIES BOOKSTORE
4213 W. Burbank
Burbank, CA 91505
1-888-DARKDEL

Major blog coming wicked soon.

-Green

Friday, August 1, 2008

LONDON CALLING (again)

I will officially be appearing at this summer's FRIGHT FEST in the U.K.

For those unfamiliar with FRIGHT FEST, it is pure and simply the world's greatest all-horror film festival which runs from August 21st - 25th in London's Leicester Square at the West End Odeon. I've gone on record numerous times stating that FRIGHT FEST is my personal favorite of all of the genre film festivals out there and I am keeping good on my promise to the UK fans that I would return this year.

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For tickets and info on FRIGHT FEST, click here: FRIGHT FEST WEBSITE

Most importantly to note is that this will most likely be my only personal appearance in 2008.

Now before I start getting a barrage of letters calling "bullshit" on the fact that I am an American filmmaker and yet I am only doing one appearance all year and it is in the U.K.... let me just say, I hear you. But I literally toured for almost 2 years straight in 2006 and 2007 supporting both HATCHET and SPIRAL. I appeared at every convention and festival that I could physically get to and my BLOOD AND BELTSANDERS tour took me to many different countries in the process. I had a blast doing it and I look forward to doing it again the next time I have a horror project about to be released. Many of you have written asking me to come to your local convention and many of the conventions have invited me to appear- and I SO GREATLY APPRECIATE THAT! However, I just can't possibly hit them all, especially during a year when I have so many new things cooking. I know how pissed I get when a band that I like doesn't tour for awhile and then they announce one show all year and it's in fucking Bulgaria - so I understand how some horror fans can get irritated. But please don't be mad. In fact, be HAPPY that I couldn't hit the conventions and festivals this year as that means I'll have new stuff for you sooner rather than later.

To the U.K. fans attending FRIGHT FEST, I will be there for the run of the festival and I will be around and available all weekend as I plan on watching every single movie that I can with you sick bastards. If you've got DVDs, posters, or anything else you want signed- bring them and feel free to walk right up and ask. Also be warned that even though I am not returning to FRIGHT FEST with a new finished film to screen for you... I am certainly not returning empty handed. There will be surprises galore- in fact Joe (WRONG TURN 2) Lynch and I have cooked up some fun stuff exclusively for YOU.

A few of you have also written asking if I will be unveiling anything from Paul Solet's GRACE which I produced this Spring. Hmmm... will I?

See you soon, London!

Oh...and one more thing! Do you guys remember the Dr. Zaius blog I posted a few weeks back? Well 20th Century Fox just announced a new PLANET OF THE APES: 40 YEAR EVOLUTION BLU-RAY COLLECTION which will be available in November.

If you look closely, you may recognize someone you know in the packaging...

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Peace, love, and gore-
Adam

P.S. Austin's Fantastic Fest will be showing my short film THE TIFFANY PROBLEM on the big screen during their festival this September. If my schedule allows- I may add just one more appearance to the year. We'll see.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

BECOMING DR. ZAIUS

About 2 weeks ago I got a call from my friend Robert Pendergraft (one of the FX artists from HATCHET and the guy who was responsible for Mrs. Permatteo's glorious face-ripping death). He wanted me to come down to Make Up & Monsters and try on an old costume. As it turns out, Brian Penikas (the FX genius behind too many of your favorite movies to list and the owner of Make Up & Monsters) was involved with a super secret project that involved a photo-shoot recreating the characters from 1968's PLANET OF THE APES- in full detail and in the original costumes and molds worn by the cast.

Yeah, I know- RIGHT?

So the next thing I know I am trying on the original DR. ZAIUS costume worn by Maurice Evans 40 years ago... and it fit! Kinda surreal. Actually, to fully let my geek banner fly- it was fucking AMAZING!

Yesterday was the photo-shoot for FOX. Including short breaks for snacks (and for me to roll an obscene amount of business calls concerning other projects)- I was in the make-up chair for close to 5 hours before I was actually posing on the set...

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(Gotta love the Chucks, right? What? Dr. Zaius didn't wear Converse?)

A huge thanks to FOX and to Brian, Rob, and Sonny from Make Up & Monsters for taking such good care of me and doing such an incredible job. And a HUGE extra bit of thanks to Rob for thinking of me for this and letting me come and play.

It's funny, but in the midst of what has been an extremely hectic week dealing with the trials and tribulations of this business and the bullshit that fuels this industry (note: see the photo above where I am having a troubling conversation with my agent and a producer while halfway through an Ape make-up appliance)... this project was a huge reminder of how lucky I actually am to be where I am. This was a surreal opportunity and not a second went by where I wasn't grateful for the experience and the chance to be a miniscule part of the PLANET OF THE APES world.

Forgetting the semantics and the business side of working in Hollywood... I love movies. And I have more respect for film and the people who came before me than some religious people may even have in their own Gods. The fact that I got to be made up in the actual costume worn by Maurice Evans in one of the most iconic roles and important films of the past century is nothing less than mind blowing for me.

Which is why it was so important to me that before the costume came off, I got to take this picture with Mr. Evan's make-up test photo shot in 1967...

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Maurice Evans died in 1989. But yesterday, for a few hours at least, I got to bring Dr. Zaius back to life.

Hooray for Hollywood.

-Adam

Saturday, June 7, 2008

Good Questions

Interview: Adam Green - the creator of Victor Crowley.
Posted in June 7th, 2008 by The Bludgeoner in Interviews

Ask me what I think of Adam Green I'll reply with two words - "fucking legend".

Adam Green is the creator & director of the insane horror film Hatchet and co-director of the very disturbing Spiral with one of Hatchet's stars David Joel Moore.

Adam Green was nice enough to take the time out of what seems like a very busy schedule to answer some questions in great detail and is even nice enough to repost this interview in his blog with a link to www.HorrorMovieFans.com!

Enough intro - check out this interview with the creator of Victor Crowley himself, Adam Green-

1. Victor Crowley, a legend from the beginning. What do you see for the future of this amazing character?

I purposely left a lot of information about Victor Crowley out of HATCHET as I always intended for there to be sequels and I wanted those sequels to actually propel his story. For instance… why is he deformed? Is he a ghost or did he never really die? Where was his mother growing up? What was up with that look he shared with Marybeth in the middle of him killing Shawn with the shovel? Do they know each other? There's a lot more to him that will be revealed, and I'm excited because it was all planned out from the very first draft.

When there is a HATCHET 2 or 3- they will be films that actually count. They won't just be "Victor Crowley kills new tourists". The first one was a tremendous success for Anchor Bay and we have been going back and forth for months trying to figure out how to best go about doing the sequel. Unfortunately, my schedule is now so jam-packed that in order to get HATCHET 2 completed and out there for the fans quickly enough- there's a chance I may have to pass the torch to someone else. Ideally I'd love to stick with the HATCHET series as it's mine and I love it dearly, but not if it means that I'd have to half-ass a film because I couldn't fully dedicate my life to it or do it the right way. HATCHET fans are extremely passionate and so many of them are personally attached to not only the characters, but the people behind the scenes who made it happen (thanks to that amazing UNRATED DVD package with all of those documentaries). I want those fans delivered to. I want everyone who loved and supported HATCHET to get what they deserve when the sequel happens. Not something that's thrown together with no soul because the title "HATCHET 2" alone will make some distribution companies richer. So if it's not me at the helm, you can bet it will be someone whom I personally think can deliver the goods.

In terms of tone, I went very heavy on the comedy the first time around as it was my way to set the film apart from generic slasher films and to try and inject some life into characters that are typically just a 'body count' in this genre. But as you could tell from the bleak and 'what the fuck?' ending of the first one… things are going to get a lot darker. If I write and direct the next one, you can bet my sense of humor will still be there in places- I mean, come on… we're dealing with a deformed madman who uses things like a gas powered belt-sander to kill people! But it's heading into a dark and twisted place, no doubt.

2. Which horror movie first got you into the genre?

I think the first one that my older brother ever showed me was FRIDAY THE 13th PART 2. But oddly enough, it was the films I sought out immediately after that one that really developed my love for the genre. For instance, John Carpenter's THE THING was a marvel of movie making that had me dissecting the actual production ("how did they do that?") and it really started whetting my appetite for potentially making a horror movie some day when I grew up.

It's the same for a lot of people my age. You start with the slasher films. But then the addiction kicks in of wanting to find a movie that will actually SCARE you and you search far and wide in the video store. It's like drugs- always trying to beat that first high. You search long and hard, you uncover a ton of turds, and then all of a sudden you find THE SHINING and you rejoice in the afterglow of shitting in your pants and you say "YES! That's what I was talking about!" Or you find THE EXORCIST and you are never the same. For me personally though, my holy grail or horror is still Carpenter's HALLOWEEN. One of the few flawless films ever made and it STILL stands the test of time. I know every word, I watch it several times a year, and it gets better every time.

3. What is your favorite horror movie kill?

Oh man, that's tough. John Buechler's "sleeping bag" kill in FRIDAY THE 13th PART 7 was always the reigning champ until they tried to re-hash it in JASON X and ruined it's cool factor for me. Check Russell's "human puppet controlled by veins" in NIGHTMARE 3 is an all-time classic, too. Most recently I really dug Joe Lynch's "body split in half" at the opening of WRONG TURN 2 and Ryan Schifrin's "face-bite off" in ABOMINABLE. Those are all deaths that make me want to cheer and they didn't rely on bad CGI to pull them off.

But is it bad if I also say "Mrs. Permatteo in HATCHET"? I mean, I could try and be cool and keep throwing out other movie kills- but I'm sorry. That whole one-shot head torn in half with no CGI is one of the coolest things I've ever seen done- even if it is in my own movie. It's one of the very first things I thought up for HATCHET back when I was just a little kid and to see it realized on the screen is just a boner-inducing experience every time. I could rip HATCHET to shreds around that scene- but for those 10 seconds at least, I am always at ease when watching the movie.

4. What is your favorite band?

That's even tougher. At this point, after 30 years of listening to music and going to concerts, I have narrowed it down to 5. TWISTED SISTER, METALLICA, AEROSMITH, MARILYN MANSON, and GUNS N' ROSES. But I will tell you this- I have never missed a MINISTRY show when they were anywhere nearby. It is a godly experience. Thankfully, last month's show here in Hollywood is supposed to be part of their "farewell tour". I sincerely hope that they don't ever come back because I don't know how much longer I can sustain the abuse. Every year I go and I say that I will hang towards the back and just watch…and every year I come home bloodied and bruised up for days.

5. At a concert - mosher or stadium seats?

I never really know. I actually prefer to be seated slightly far away from the stage so that it SOUNDS right. For instance, I've seen AEROSMITH in the front row a few times now, and as cool as it is to have Steven Tyler spitting all over you- you can hear Joey Kramer actually hitting his drums- and then the sound of his drums through the amps a split second later…and it's tough to follow.

I also like to be able to move from side to side of the stage. For instance if I am at a TWISTED SISTER show- there are songs I want to be on front of Mark Mendoza for (like when he beats the shit out of his bass on "Shoot 'Em Down") and songs that I want to be in front of J.J. and Eddie for (like "The Price").

I've seen MARILYN MANSON in the front row enough times to never have to do it again. It's just too much "bare dude ass" in the face for me. Now I try and hang towards the middle, especially when they launch into "Great Big White World" which is still one of the greatest live songs of all time. I've seen MANSON over 20 times now and that song still gets me right in the heart.

When it comes to moshing, I always say I am not going to do it. But much like MINISTRY shows- I don't keep my word. I went to GWAR last year and came home covered in purple shit and wearing only my jeans and one boot. I have no idea where the rest of my clothes went. All I know is that my girlfriend made me change outside before I could come in the house. Depending on the band, I can come home pretty beat up sometimes.

It's also gotten weird now that people tend to recognize me. At an AEROSMITH show, the chances of being seated next to a fan are slim to none. But at a GWAR show in Hollywood? It's not as easy to blend in and it can get annoying fast once the sweaty dude next to you is like "Holy shit! Are you the HATCHET dude?" I just say my name is Bob Balls and I have no idea what he is talking about.

Sometimes it works.

6. Favorite place or way to party?

I feel like I am away from home so much that when I do get time off I prefer to stay on the couch or just go to the movies 4 or 5 times a week. I invested in the most bad-ass home theater stuff they make and I put it to damn good use. To me, when I can shut off the phone and just watch movies alone with my girlfriend- I'm enormously content. Though I hate to admit it, I've even become quite the XBOX gamer and I've been known to spend up to 8 hours at a time on Halo with my friends. There's this whole circle of writers, actors, and directors who are on-line almost nightly- and no, I'm not giving out any gamer tags!

I know for some people it's a let down to hear, but I'm actually not much of a partier in terms of going out or drug intake. For my 30th birthday, I was given so many bottles of booze it was ridiculous. And 3 years later- almost every single one is still in my bar, un-opened. In fact, aside from the basics like having some drinks or the occasional smoke- I've never even tried any serious drugs. And I've had fans actually get HURT when they hear that. They're like "Say it isn't so! You're the guy who made HATCHET and you don't even do [insert drug here]?!" I've got 2 things to say to that. First of all, why do you care what I put in my body or not? And second of all, I never admired artists/musicians/directors/writers who tried to sell their drug use off as a defining thing that makes them "cool" or something that makes their work better. I've got a lot of young fans and if I can be appositive example- that's great. I don't knock it, I just chose not to do it. (And if I DID, I probably wouldn't celebrate it publicly or brag about it.) That being said- I've seen HATCHET with audiences that were completely stoned or drunk…and man is it fun. Our last night at Tribeca- there was a cloud of pot smoke over the line of kids waiting to get in. It was at that point where we all sorta knew the movie was working.

What's funniest about this subject is that we have this whole "Fright Club" of horror directors/actors/writers who hang out on a fairly regular basis. People are always like "Holy shit- I'd love to be invited to one of those parties- it must be crazy!" It's so not. We all meet up, go support whatever horror movie is out that weekend (even if we know it isn't good or if we have already seen it), and then…I don't know…play ROCK BAND? Don't get me wrong- it's not like we're completely straight-edge or anti-everything…it's just not a big part of our scene. (Or if it is…I'm too oblivious to know it.)

Though the parties and drugs may not be as glamorous as people like to assume, I will say that we horror filmmakers have some damn fine girlfriends/wives. How these beautiful girls wound up with such a motley crew of dudes is beyond me. And in every case, it was well before we ever had any success. I guess hot chicks just dig geeks.

When I'm touring and doing conventions or festivals- I'll make the best effort I can to go out, do it up, and hang-out all night. In fact, one time I remember being at a bar in Dallas and realizing I was sitting with 6 of the dudes who played "Jason". I wanted to tell the waitress but I assumed she wouldn't believe me. On the flight back from that convention I was sitting amongst all of the Jason's, some Hills have Eyes mutants, Elm Street victims, Victor Crowley, 2 Leatherfaces, Candyman, Freddy…it was surreal.

But at those weekend conventions- as soon as I feel uncomfortable or like I am getting cornered and interviewed by a fan- or even worse, solicited with their pitches or ideas- I flee. So remember that. If I wind up hanging with you and your buds at 4am at a horror convention drinking beers and telling stories- don't ruin it for everyone else by trying to hand me your screenplay or asking me personal questions about my girl.

Lastly, how's this for lame- I've probably hung out with James Gunn 4 or 5 of the weekends for the past 2 months. You're probably like "holy shit- that must be crazy! Green and Gunn!" But what do we do? Eat cheese, maybe drink some wine, and tell funny stories to whoever else is around that given night and isn't tired of listening to us yet.

When Dee Snider and I went 'out on the town' in San Diego at Comic-Con- we went out for ice cream. Have I ruined the dream enough for you all yet? This is fame, folks.

7. James Gunn - what a genius - what did you think of Slither?

SLITHER is one of my favorite movies of the 2000's and is America's biggest cinematic shame in the fact that so many horror fans didn't show up for it. Yeah, you guys will go see fucking PROM NIGHT or WHEN A STRANGER CALLS in droves- but something as massively entertaining as SLITHER or GRINDHOUSE and you "fans" are too busy standing in-line for the next remake to come out and support it.

When I do appearances I like to call "fans" out on their bullshit. I'll ask "who in this auditorium saw THE HILLS HAVE EYES 2?" and all of these hands will shoot up. Then I'll say "Who here supported BEHIND THE MASK when it was in theaters?" Not a hand will remain in the air- and it will be in a city where the movie was most certainly available and playing. They'll try and give me bullshit excuses like "There were no TV commercials" or "I didn't know"…you know what? For the majority of America- yes, you are right. Anchor Bay does not advertise their films like the major studios do- so yes, the average movie-goer does have an excuse. But if you paid over $100 for a ticket to a goddamn horror convention and you are sitting there in your "FULCI LIVES" T-shirt- you have no excuse that you "didn't know BEHIND THE MASK was out". You're either a poseur or a sell-out. Don't complain about the state of horror on your precious message boards if you're one of the ones contributing to what the studios are doing.

Guess what folks- they don't keep hitting you with PG13 remakes because they LIKE them. They keep making them instead of original R-rated horror because YOU keep supporting them. All they want is your money. The fans control what gets made. Remember that the next time you line-up for a cheesy remake that you know will suck. You're pulling the switch on the gas chamber of our genre.

8. I have to ask - what do you think of Platinum Dunes and their films?

Platinum Dunes are a good bunch of guys and I actually think they have made some really good films. Here's why I can say that- they don't pretend to be anything they are not. They openly admit that they are making their fortune on the remake craze and they are cashing in while they can- and I can respect that because they really do try and put a lot into their films. The TEXAS CHAINSAW REMAKE? I loved it. FRIDAY THE 13TH? I'm looking forward to it! I am not anti-remake at all. Where I draw the line is when the rest of us can't get a fucking original movie green-lit simply because it doesn't have a "pre-packaged title that fans will definitely pay to see" according to the studio's research.

The rejection I got from a major studio for the script for HATCHET that said "we love this, but unfortunately it will never get made because it's not a remake, it's not a sequel, and it's not based on a Japanese one" sums it all up. In fact- I put it on the festival poster for HATCHET because I thought it was a great statement about the state of our genre and I thought that it was a great way for the movie to wink at itself and let the audience know in advance that it had a sense of humor.

But Platinum Dunes is trying and they do actually care about the movies they are putting out. Yes, so far it's all remakes- but at least they try and make them worth it which gives me faith that when they dive deeper into originals- they'll hit a few home runs. The bottom line is- because of all of the financial support the fans have given the remakes…they will continue to be made. NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET? Sorry folks, it's getting made whether we like it or not. And if Platinum Dunes came to me tomorrow and asked me to do it- I would. I'd rather gamble on myself trying to do it justice than anyone else out there- and I know at Platinum Dunes it wouldn't be a heartless joke. They're gonna try to do the best they can. And don't lie- even if DREAD CENTRAL and AIN'T IT COOL and BLOODY-DISGUSTING all condemn it…even if you spend 20 hours a day on your message boards saying it's gonna suck…you're all gonna go see it.

9. What cartoons did you watch growing up?

I spent 90% of my time playing with my Star Wars toys when I was a kid. TV didn't do much for me. But I still love Tom & Jerry to this day. How awesome is it when Tom does that specific yell? You know, like when he burns himself or drops something heavy on his foot? But goddamn do I HATE it when they are friends! Whatever TV exec came up with that idea needs to be shot. It's like you're enjoying yourself some violent cat and mouse action, and then all of a sudden they're FRIENDS for an episode? Fuck off.

One of my favorites that few remember were the Mighty Heroes. It was a short cartoon that showed up during Mighty Mouse every so often. I had a punk band in the mid 90's called THE MIGHTY HEROES PART 2. We had songs like "Hairless Rats", "Stabbing At My Bleeding", and "Now I'm Naked."

10. Who is your favorite director (horror or non/horror)?

Steven Spielberg- hands down, across the board, no question. It may be cliché since he's pretty much everyone's favorite director in my age group, but the man is responsible for so much of who I am and the film's that shaped my life. Not only is he the man who made E.T. (my favorite movie of all time and the reason I make movies today) but he's also always presented himself as an honorable and tremendously good "soul". That's who and what I want to be.

Others who have hugely influenced me are Alfred Hitchcock (probably the most talented filmmaker of all time) and John Landis because he was able to cross genres and cross them WELL. If I could have the career that Landis has had and get to jump from comedy to horror to drama…I'd be one happy filmmaker.

Ideally I just want to make what I feel like making and never be put in a box where I can only be allowed to do one thing. That's why you've seen me be very careful with my projects. I followed up HATCHET immediately with SPIRAL- a night and day difference. My next film is a ROMANTIC COMEDY. Sorry folks- I gotta do what I want. There's plenty of more horror coming eventually though.

11. What is generally the most difficult part of a film shoot?

Getting to the point of shooting. Every movie has it's pitfalls on set, but if you can actually get to the point that you are standing there shooting your film and the coffee on set is hot…? You are one in a million. Even if you have a great script, a good track record of films behind you, and a name actor attached- you still have to jump through flaming hoops to get to the point of shooting.

The development process can feel as if you are walking through landmines. Here you have your vision and your goal- and then everyone just gets in your way and tries to put their own imprint on it or stop it from moving forward. It's like football. You have the ball and you run it into the end zone. Maybe you'll make it and score a touchdown, but chances are you'll take some major hits and get some unappealing bruises along the way in. Very few running backs get a flawless run from one end of the field to the other.

The major flaw in the system is that the "suits" who make the financial decisions are not filmmakers. They are people who went to business school and who got into their positions by answering enough phones for enough people to eventually get promoted to "development executive". I've met plenty who don't even LIKE movies anymore. And these are the people making the crucial calls in Hollywood!

If you can navigate all of that and still keep your vision somewhat in tact- you're in a great place. When it comes to the shoot- you just do the best you can with what you have. If you only have a few days to shoot and a little bit of money- embrace it and do what you can. To stand there and whine that you don't have enough time and money is just lame. You're getting the chance to make a movie, dude! Do what you can and try and enjoy the process!

The biggest hurdles and problems are all in getting the movie up and running. But no one talks about those issues. When you watch the special features on a DVD, they show you how they shot stuff…not the years and years of struggling to get it made. The meetings where nothing gets accomplished, the conference calls where 10 people talk over each other but say nothing, the deals where you get completely ripped off, the times that you were lied to and the movie never even got shot, different links in the chain that all lie to you about how much money they have actually made or spent, and the endless waiting for things to move. That's where the true frustration lies.

Or what about when the producers want you to direct a movie for them- but the studio executive says "no" because this movie is a comedy and your last movie was a horror movie. OK- so you're telling me I can pull off 7 hour shoot days, with no money, make-up FX, fire stunts, under water shots, boats, kids, animals, at night in a parking lot I turned into a swamp…see it through to win awards, get rave reviews, get a theatrical release…have it make a shit load on DVD…but that I couldn't possibly manage to direct a 10 million dollar movie where cute people say cute things in front of the camera? Oh no, that makes total sense.

Development is wicked hard.

12. Where is Adam Green heading for the future? Any new projects up your sleeve?

I just produced a horror film called GRACE that newcomer Paul Solet wrote and directed (in theaters in 2009), I am currently writing the animated AQUAMAN movie for D.C. Comics/Warner Brothers, and I am in pre-production on my romantic comedy GOD ONLY KNOWS which Chris Columbus' 1492 Pictures is producing with my company ArieScope Pictures.

As if that's not enough to kill me- I just finished a new horror screenplay that I can't talk about yet, I'm attaching myself to a really fucked up horror movie that I can't discuss yet, I am negotiating HATCHET 2 which I can't discuss yet, I'm working on a top secret horror project with some other horror heavy hitters, and I'm also doing some short films on the side for fun. One of which includes a full-on light saber fight between my girlfriend Rileah Vanderbilt ("Young Victor Crowley" in HATCHET) and Clare Grant ("Valerie" from VALERIE ON THE STAIRS). Hot.

So basically I'm heading to either the hospital or the asylum with a nervous breakdown. But this is how I like it. What was the name of the Ozzy album? NO REST FOR THE WICKED? Or was it NO MORE TEARS.

I'll take both.

A very big thanks to Adam Green for taking the time out to do this interview for HMF.com - it's most appreciated. You can check out Adam Green's most entertaining and informative blogs @ http://www.myspace.com/ariescope.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Good Karma and the Joys of Moose Jaw

Last month I was up in Canada where a movie I was producing (GRACE) was shooting. When I first got word that we would be shooting in Canada I was really excited as my stops for HATCHET in Montreal and Toronto were some of my best memories of my "Blood and Belt Sanders World Tour '07". But then they told me that we would be shooting in Regina (pronounced like "vagina"). Though my first reaction was to correct the person telling me this ("don't you mean...Regeena?") unfortunately for me and the few thousand people who live there...it is in fact pronounced like "vagina". So after numerous jokes with my friends about me shooting in 'Regina' I was on my way. I woke up early, got my bags all packed and even fully shaved my face for the first time in years. (I figured I'd try the clean shaven look, not to mention the fact that I was hoping with a fresh start- I would be able to make the whole shoot without having to shave once.) So with my face full of open cuts and painful slices... I kissed Rileah goodbye, gave the cats a solid patting, and left.

Now, I can't leave the house without bad shit happening to me. As many of you may remember reading in my various blogs about flying... it never goes like it should. Whether it's a little girl smacking me in the face repeatedly with her doll, a Hassidic Jewish boy vomiting profusely into clear ziplock freezer bags in the seat next to me, or hearing groans and having hand lotion shot all over my arm from the seat in front of me... me and flying just don't mix. But this time- the bad badness found me before I even got on the fucking plane. In fact- I wasn't even fully off of my front step.

It's important to note that I live in a nice section of Hollywood in a residential area by the entrance to a popular canyon/dog park. In almost 8 years of living in this area I have never once been hassled by a homeless person or been made to feel nervous by anything happening in the local vicinity. So you can only imagine the horror on my face when a man who looked like a cross between a USA For Africa commercial and Zelda from PET SEMETERY came charging up to me at full speed screaming "HELP ME, GOD!"

At this point in the story I would like to take the time to acknowledge my brave limo driver who not only dropped my luggage but actually did his Ben Johnson 40 yard dash back into the limo to hide and lock the doors. Thanks, man. I had it covered.

I look at this poor distraught man and thought "what the fuck do I do?" I assumed that by the way he was running and screaming that there must be something far worse coming behind him. Perhaps a robber? A serial killer? A team of rabid Nazi squirrels? No... it was way worse.

"Hello, Sir." He said through panted breathes. "My name is ______ and I am a homosexual man living with full blown AIDS." Instantly my heart went from fear to absolute agony for this poor man. He looked like a skeleton, he was sweating profusely, and his eyes were wide with terror. I asked him what he was running from and what was wrong. "As you can see..." and he turned around ... "I am bleeding profusely from the rectum and I need to get a prescription filled at Rite Aid immediately." Down the back of his pants- fresh blood had collected.

NO, I COULDN'T MAKE THIS SHIT UP.

"Please, Sir- I need help! I'm going to die!"

So I asked him- "What do you need?" He held out a doctor's prescription for some pretty pricey medical suppositories. "I need enough money to cover this prescription. I live with my grandmother and she has left town and didn't leave me any money. I can't even get into the house."

Thankfully when I travel, I keep a lot of cash on me. So I took out my wallet and handed him what he needed. His desperation turned to relief and in his joy, he then grabbed me in a bear hug, jumped up and down, and yelled "thank you, oh God, thank you!" He pressed his face against mine, tears in his eyes.

Now, before I completely ruin this touching moment, let me just cut back in time about 25 minutes and remind you of the open cuts ALL OVER MY FACE AND NECK. Now I know the chances of getting any sort of disease through sweat/cuts/contact are pretty much slim to none... but that doesn't mean that I want to risk it. To be completely honest, I'm a fairly stand-off guy when it comes to physical affection from strangers. I don't like people I don't know touching me, hugging me, or kissing me. It's one thing when a female fan wants to hug me at an appearance, kiss me on the cheek, or pose for a picture with their arms around me... not a problem. But I'm not a huge fan of sweaty dudes dry humping me, whether it be at a horror convention or on the street in front of my house... let alone distraught, sweaty AIDS victims with blood all over themselves. For those that have met me at appearances or conventions, you'll notice that I even leave the bottle of anti-bacterial lotion right out there on the signing table. It's not because I think you're dirty... it's because if I have to shake a few hundred hands a day, fly on planes for long stretches, and stay in random hotels every night. I just don't want to get sick or pass it on to every fan who comes up for an autograph. It's just the sanitary thing to do.

So yeah... I sorta freaked out and politely pushed the man away. And of course... he took great offense.

"Sir, it's not like you can get AIDS from me hugging you!"

"No, that's not it!" I explained. "It's just that I'm not a big fan of strangers touching me- I'm weird like that. Just not a real affectionate guy. I didn't mean any offense!" But in my head I'm thinking: YOUR SWEAT IS NOW ALL OVER MY FACE, ARMS, AND NECK! DON'T YOU SEE THE HALF DOZEN OPEN WOUNDS ON MY SKIN YOU ASSHOLE!?

I apologized up and down and told him he didn't need to thank me. Just to take the money and go take care of himself and that I wished him luck.

He ran off down the street, holding the back of his pants, yelling: "You're a good man, Sir! Good karma is going to come to you!"

I got in the limo.

"Everything alright out there?" Said my brave driver.

"Thanks for fucking nothing, douchebag." I said.

He saw the vast amounts of sweat all over me. "Would you like... a towel?"

"YES. I'D LIKE A FUCKING TOWEL."

And I was off on my way to the airport.

On my way I texted Joe Lynch. "YEAH. SO. I PRETTY MUCH HAVE AIDS." He got on WebMD and this was his texted response: "IT SAYS THAT YOU HAVE NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT UNLESS YOU HAD AN OPEN CUT ON YOUR FACE OR SOMETHING."

Mint.

So I fly into Calgary where I am supposed to transfer to another flight into Regina. I wait through a 2 hour layover- desperately just wanting to get to my destination and shower/change my clothes. But when I finally go to board the plane, I am stopped by the attendant.

"Sorry sir, this flight is actually overbooked now and you won't have a seat on it. We'll get you out tomorrow morning at 7am, if that's OK with you."

OK?! NO- NO THAT IS NOT OK! CAN'T YOU SEE I HAVE FUCKING AIDS ON MY FACE YOU DUMB FUCKING FLIGHT PERSON!? HOW DO I NOT HAVE A SEAT BUT THE REST OF THESE PEOPLE DO?

I politely asked: "But... I really need to get there tonight. Why don't I have a seat?"

She responded: "Well this is just how we operate on Air Canada. Most flights are overbooked."

WELL THEN- AIR CANADA CAN EAT MY ASS.

I hung my head. I mean, what was I to expect? An easy, relaxing travel experience? Of course not. I got ready to find a hotel or to just suck it up and sit in the airport all night long.

But then...

"Sir... you can take my seat. I don't need to fly out tonight. I can wait until tomorrow." An old man stepped forward and INSISTED that I take his seat on the plane!

Karma had come to find me!!!!

I arrived in Regina where I was met by one of the local Producers. I was excited beyond belief to get to the hotel and take a shower. But apparently, I had forgotten that they didn't put me in a hotel for this show... they had rented me my own house. Sure, that sounds awesome- but only until the Producer said goodnight and left me there... alone.

That's when I discovered that this house had a basement. Now, I have very few rules in life, but one of them is FUCK BASEMENTS. Nothing "good" has ever happened in a basement. In fact, more often than not, basements are a breeding ground for evil and sin. I don't like them. Some people can appreciate a good basement- I am not one of them.

So I showered and went right to bed. Everything was going great until about 15 minutes later when I could hear the floor boards creaking throughout the house. I wrote about this in a previous blog- but I was pretty much convinced that the souls of dead children were climbing out of the evil basement and looking for me. After all- the only houses that get RENTED are houses that no one wants to live in because of "what happened" there... in the BASEMENT! I know some of you are thinking "but don't you make horror movies? " YES. And that's precisely why I am so good at scaring the living shit out of myself when left alone. Some day I'll tell you about the deformed old man who stands over my bed at night- or the time that my dead eight-year-old self jumped on me in the middle of the night... but this blog is already obscenely long and we still have to cover Moose Jaw.

The next morning I got up, having slept a total of 15 minutes and having lost my voice from screaming out "DAMN YOU TO HELL DEAD KIDS, YOU'LL NEVER GET ME!" all night long. I showed up for the production tech scout with black circles under my eyes and AIDS all over my face.

From that point on, the shoot was pretty much status quo. But then the production rolled into Moose Jaw.

Moose Jaw is sort of like a college town... with no college in it. The local crew that we worked with and the folks that we interacted with on a professional level were all great people. But on one of the nights off, we made the mistake of going out to celebrate some of the crew member's birthdays.

The first bar we went to was a kareoke bar. We sat down, ordered a few Canadian beers and sat back to enjoy the show. It was only then that we realized that the cast of singers all had some sort of disability. In fact, it was as if a special needs field trip had gotten lost and taken these people to a kareoke bar for the night. Singer after singer got up there with some sort of serious legitimate mental handicap or other personal issue. It was just... odd. Awesome for these singers that they were out and living it up- but just not what you typically see in a bar setting.

"Hey you!" I heard an old man speaking loudly. I assumed he couldn't be talking to me, I mean, I don't even know any old men in Moose Jaw.

"You there. In the Metallica shirt." Yep. He was definitely talking to me.

"You want to step outside and fight?" I looked back at him. he was 70.

I smiled, looked at my watched, and smiled again. "Nah. That's OK, thank you."

He looked at the rest of the crew sitting around me. "What about them? Anybody here want to fight?"

"Nah, man. They're good. But thank you." I said.

And he left. He wondered over to another table. And eventually... yes. He found another guy who obliged him outside in a fight. It was sorta sweet... in that Moose Jaw sorta way.

Before I could get invited to any more fights or watch any more of my favorite Celine Dion songs get raped on stage... my group and I left and went to a different bar.

This one was way classier and had much more happening. Like the knife fight on the street in front of the entrance. We made our way past that unscathed, but inside it was all of the worst nights of college drinking rolled into one bar. There was not a person in there that wasn't HAMMERED beyond HAMMERED. And I'm not talking about loud, obnoxious drunks or crying girls saying "am I fat?!" over and over again. I mean- fall down, piss drunk, 'where the fuck did my teeth go' sort of wasted. As we'd say in Boston: "These dudes were fahkin' COCKED, kid!" Within the next 20 minutes we saw FOUR other fights break out.

One of them was between a dude and himself.

He lost.

Cory (one of my producing partners at ArieScope) decided that he was going to stay behind and crash with one of the camera crew guys as (being from Montana) I think he actually felt a touch of home in that bar. He handed me the keys and told me to just drive back to Regina without him.

I said my goodbyes and got me the fuck out of there. I'd like to say that the night's weirdness was over- but it wasn't. I had to drive an hour back to Regina with two Serbian girls that our DP had picked up at church (??!?). Lovely women and quite funny- but once they learned that I had been with my girlfriend for several years they were outraged that I hadn't asked her to marry me yet. So I got chastised the whole way home and schooled on Serbian ways.

Mint.

I dropped off Team Serbia and finally found my creepy house with the evil basement. I had to piss so bad I could taste it, so I ran up the steps to the door.

Only then did I realize that Cory had only given me the car keys. There were no HOUSE KEYS on the key ring anymore. So I called him. And called him. And called him. It was 4am and he wasn't answering. So I pissed on the front lawn (take that Dead Kids!) and I went to find a hotel. I would have slept in the car- but it was -7 out and that just wasn't going to work.

$150 later, I was in a bed in a hotel room, shutting off the light and going to sleep. (How the fuck any hotel in Regina gets off charging a dude $150 for a room in a Comfort Inn at 5am on a Sunday morning- I don't know. But this guy did.) It was only then that I noticed the text from Cory. "DUDE. HOUSE KEYS ARE IN THE DOOR POCKET."

Fuck you, Cory.

I leave you all now with a collection of set web greetings that we did for a few of the horror websites while we were shooting. Enjoy and I hope that everyone's summers are off to a great start. Lots of news is coming soon but for now, I'm off to write a new movie for D.C. Comics/Warner Brothers about a certain Super Hero that lives in the sea. More on that in a few...

Scream bloody gore-
Adam































Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Going PSYCHO

Hey everyone,

I'll be writing in soon with an all new blog about the production of GRACE and my colorful experiences living and working up in Regina and Moose Jaw, Canada...but in the meantime, I wanted to share a preview clip from the upcoming documentary THE PSYCHO LEGACY, an in-depth look into the films of the PSYCHO franchise featuring exclusive interviews with cast, crew, and other genre notables- like me!

My friends Rob G. and John Torrani from ICONS OF FRIGHT have been working on this documentary for the past year or so and they just previewed a special 12 minute clip at last month's Fangoria Weekend of Horrors in Los Angeles. Apparently it got a great response from the crowd (I wouldn't know...I was in Moose Jaw) and now you can all see what the fuss was about.

Enjoy- and keep an eye out for news of the documentary's release in the coming months.



Scream bloody gore-
Adam

Sunday, May 4, 2008

It’s a girl! Dead kids and bad lasagna...

It's a girl!
No, no, no- don't get excited.  Rileah and I didn't have a baby and there is not one on the way.  (Um...if there's something I don't know, Rileah...please don't leave it as a comment on here, OK?  Just like...tell me when I get home?)

As it was announced in The Hollywood Reporter today, my company ARIESCOPE PICTURES will be producing the new horror film GRACE for first time writer/director Paul Solet.  Without giving away too much, the movie is about a woman (played by CABIN FEVER's Jordan Ladd) who's baby tragically dies in the womb.  When she decides to carry it to term anyway, the baby is actually born alive...and seriously disturbing creepiness ensues.  You guys are gonna LOVE this one.  And for all of the women out there who have given birth to dead babies and had them come back to life...this one's for you.

Before I go any further with this blog- I do want to invite you all to check out Paul Solet's MySpace page, located in my Top Friends.  Give him an "add" and start watching and supporting as this extremely talented guy becomes a rising star.

Inevitably, I am going to get slammed with messages from hundreds of aspiring filmmakers asking me "why him and not me?" or thinking that I am the one who can get their project made.  It would take hours to try and explain exactly how the process works and unfortunatey, hours are not something that I have.  Not to mention the fact that I am by no means a 'film school' or Oz's man behind the curtain who can explain how it all works. But here's what I can tell you about this particular story:

I was at the Fangoria Weekend of Horrors 2006 while appearing to promote HATCHET.  (We had just finished shooting it.)  While I was there, a very close friend of mine (Spooky Dan) mentioned to me that he was heading in to the panel hall to see a short film called GRACE which he had done some visual FX for.  Though I wanted to go in with him, I was very busy talking to horror fans and figured I could see it another time.  Then I noticed more friends making their way in to the panel hall, including Eli Roth who was specifically only there to see GRACE and then get back to work.  Turns out Eli was a childhood friend of Solet's and was kind enough to advise and inspire him through the making of the short film.  But then I saw a guy walking around with a dead baby in his arms, also heading into the panel hall.  It didn't take long to figure out that it was the director.  I was in.  What could ten minutes hurt, right?  Needless to say, I loved it.  I walked away thinking, "That kid's on his way! Awesome."

Cut to 3 months later, at another horror convention of far less stature.  It was their first convention and sadly- the turnout was very, very low as there was no awareness.  My director of Photography Will Barratt, Hatchet's composer Andy Garfield, star Joleigh Fioreavanti and I were bored at our autographing table.  Actually, that's a lie.  We were all staring at Laura Ortiz (from the HILLS HAVE EYES remake) and trying to figure out what a cute 12 year old girl was doing at a horror convention.  She seemed to look just right for a comedy that I am directing soon, so I went up to find out what her deal is.  When I got back to the HATCHET table...Will asked me if I had seen the weird guy with the dead baby passing out fliers for his short film.  In less than a minute I had him convinced to go check out GRACE.  He did.  He loved it. Cut ahead one month later to yet ANOTHER horror convention- this time on the East Coast.  I was talking to my friends from ICONS OF FRIGHT and one of them was mentioning how he had done some make-up FX work on a cool short film.  "What short film?"  I asked.  "It was called GRACE."  I mentioned how much I enjoyed it and within seconds- they had handed me a DVD of the short and the director's contact info.  They couldn't say enough about the feature length version screenplay and insisted that I check it out as I would love it. I watched it yet again, but this time there was a special "making of" where I could really watch Solet work and see who the guy really was.  As I base all of my decisions with my own projects- I only work with people that I want to hang out and be friends with.  And this dude fit the bill.  So I caved and I asked Solet to send me his screenplay. 

I'm not going to lie, I had someone else at ArieScope (Jason, who covers everything first) read the script.  He loved it and his coverage was glowing.  Finally, I read it.  And well- a year and a half later...here we are just 4 days away from principal photography.  ArieScope brought the project to our friends at Anchor Bay.  They got behind it and brought on Leomax Pictures as co-financeers...and together we are all giving birth to baby GRACE.

Taking all of the fateful coincidences out of the picture- what Paul did right is that he had a feature screenplay that he believed in.  Rather than blindly submitting it around (because he thought it was great and he wanted to make it) and getting passed on, he started to put a package together and he EARNED each step along the way.  He had a compelling short film that was essentially his first act condensed into 4 minutes.  It was a short that left you wanting to see more.  The short was accepted to DOZENS of film festivals, won awards, garnered critical acclaim, and eventually- the eye of people who were in a position to try and help make it happen.  He did all of the conventions and he did the festival circuit...wandering around with a dead baby in his arms passing out fliers and asking folks politey to give his film a watch.  So when you ask "how did he do it"...that's the VERY short story of how he spent the past 4 years trying to get his film made.  And as everyone who reads these blogs knows- nothing impresses me more than artists who have CLASS and the drive to do it themselves rather than waiting for a hand-out or wasting time bitching about how the system is "unfair" and Hollywood only makes crap.  While I am glad to have been able to use what clout I may have to help get the film taken seriously and financed- it is Paul Solet who did the hard work and who is the one who is going to make an amazing movie.  Because if he doesn't...Victor Crowley will cut his head off.  No pressure.

Before you write to me asking for advice, I recommend a book called THE WRITER'S GUIDE TO PRODUCERS, DIRECTORS, AND SCREENWRTER'S AGENTS by Skip Press.  It is fairly dated now, but it is the first book I ever found that truly details the ins and outs of submitting your material the appropriate way- both legally and professionally.  Hell, it even lists some real contact info at the end of it.  So before you say "that's bullshit that no one will read my stuff"...read up on WHY they won't.  Then figure out your way around it. 

Anyway- three cheers for Paul Solet- another little guy who made it happen and who deserves everything he has coming his way.  You should see what a pro he is and how much his crew already adores him.  I wish there was a word stronger than "proud", because that's what I am.  And I'm honored to be a part of it. So, all of that being said...here I am in Regina, Canada (which is pronounced like "Vagina" and makes me giggle.)  Though the people are wonderful- the food is...not so much.  Last night I got some lasagna and it was simply noodles, tomato sauce, and melted slices of Kraft American cheese on top.  Thank God for peanut butter and jelly and Cocoa Pebbles.  I'm sure I'll be full of observations about Canada and the towns of Moose Jaw and Regina by the time I leave...but for now let me just tell you about the house I am living in up here...

I am staying in an older house by myself.  It's a terrific house and I'm very happy to be here.  However, I watch way too many horror movies and it's finally hit the point of scaring me.  (Thanks a lot, PARANORMAL ACTIVITY.)  My first night here, I shut off the lights and then started hearing creaking and banging in the house.  Now, during the daytime it would easily be dismissed as the house settling or the heat turning on.  But at night, alone?  It could be nothing else but the ghosts of dead children who were murdered in the basement coming up the stairs to get me.  I mean, after all...what am I, stupid?  Do you not think I realize that a beautiful house like this does not get "rented out" unless people are afraid to live in it because of "what happened"?  Sorry folks, but I'm smarter than that and there was no way I was going to let "them" get me.  Those silly Reginians tried setting me up as a sacrifice to the ghosts of the dead children!  Not this time, buddy! 

So I sat up in bed and yelled out "I know you are out there dead children! And I'll have you know that not only am I not scared of you- but that the power of Christ compels you!"  (I've seen enough horror movies to know how to stop this sort of shit.)  And that's how I spent my entire night.  Not sleeping- but shouting insults at the evil out-of-body entities that were trying to snatch my soul in my sleep.  "That's right..you!  In the closet!  I can see you!  You're not sneaking up on anyone, Pal!"  Stupid dead kids and their spooky antics. I was tired the next day having not slept a wink.  But I am alive.  Goddamnit, I am alive.  And those creepy dead fuckers haven't gotten me yet. I think I have it under control- but if someone could please summon TAPS...I could use their services up here in Regina.  (Heh-heh..."Regina"!)

There's many more Canadian experiences to share and TONS of news on upcoming projects coming real, real soon.  So check back often.  And in the meantime- I'm off to research about the Indian burial ground underneath my house.  There were Indians in Regina, right?  Weren't they the "Brave Regina's"?  (Haha!)

Love to you all-
Green