could relax for two hours and immerse ourselves in something besides our normal lives. Fast forward. I went to film school, interned in Hollywood, worked my way up (through years of degrading tasks and coffee runs) and finally got to direct my own movie. It’s not going to be a summer blockbuster, but hey, at least I’m not counting pages at the copy machine. I didn’t have the budget that most big production companies throw around, so we needed to cut corners where we could. Every state offers different incentives to filmmakers—whether it is tax breaks, cheap labor, or cash grants—and it came down to the fact that West Virginia gave us the best deal; and now I know why.
I can’t tell you about the film because I’m under contract, but it is a horror film based on a certain killer and a certain holiday. We can shoot most scenes in our studio,