Dead Harvey TV/Lobsterface Screening

This will be a short post since I'm about to leave to do some drinking. I just wanted to remind all our readers that dead harvey is a site that represents the people. And that's why we're inviting you to our screening of dead harvey tv. The screening is free. It's not like those Hollywood movies that rip you off and charge you twelve bucks and make you watch garbage and twenty movies of shitty previews and fifteen minutes of pre-show non-entertainment.

With dead harvey, you get to be subjected to our garbage for free. Plus, there's going to be free beer. It's just our little way of giving back to the community. I guess, deep down underneath all the booze we're just really nice guys.

So come one, come all. Dead Harvey TV: Episode One will screen first, followed by Jonathan Ritter's, "The Lobsterface Chronicles" (it's a beauty, it's got a puppet in it). Further info is on the attached flyer. Hope to see you there!

Ted's note: Don't worry, we'll keep reminding you about this...

Dead Harvey TV Intro

As some of you may or may not know, we here at www.deadharvey.com have been working on a spec. pilot for a Dead Harvey TV show. The basic premise is it's about a bunch of drunken micro-cinema filmmakers who host a talk show from their shitty apartment. They interview underground indie. horror filmmakers and it's shot in a reality show style ala "Curb Your Enthusiasm". Antics ensue around a sitcom format. There is cursing (which will be bleeped), boobs (which will be titled), and a big guy in a monkey man outfit branding a machete (who you don't want to f with).

Through the next series of blogs, I'll do my best to document the making of the first episode. Hopefully, if the show continues, there will be many more to follow.

The first episode starts with a courier who can't believe he's delivering a package to a bunch of assholes who host a TV show in their apartment. The apartment is a shrine to micro-cinema and drinking with strong, surrounding Hawaiian themes. The apartment is filled with a bitter cameraman who looks like John Goodman in "The Big Lebowski", a stoned sound man, a drunken secretary and a man in an adult baby outfit. No one can figure out how to work the equipment right.

The host pisses off the adult baby and waits for his headline guest to appear: legendary micro-cinema filmmaker Chris Watson (Zombiegeddon, Slaughter Party). He's so slow he doesn't realize that neither his co-host or main guest haven't arrived. The rest of the episode includes the kidnapping of Chris Watson, his statements about the state of independent filmmaking and the struggle to keep a show which no one's even getting paid for on the air on a porn channel at 3am somewhere between, "Star Tramps" and "Robosluts".

The way we've designed it, each episode there will be ongoing storylines with the main characters centered around a new underground horror filmmaker as a guest star.

The next blog will document pre-production. Then, we'll move onto day one. I've got to go now because my computer broke and my friend is about to kick me out of his house. I'm cutting into their internet porn time.

See you on the next one.

Drunk Ramblings from Indie Horror Filmmaker... Brad Paulson.

It's been a while since Brad, Dead Harvey's resident indie-horror filmmaker and microcinema insider, gave us a good drunken rambling on what he's actually up to... so, it was with much excitement that I received not one, but two ramblings this morning on a couple of things that he's up to, which he wanted me to post. I guess it was a rough night for him last night, but he has plenty to report. I decided to splice them together and correct some of the spelling mistakes...

Drunken Rambling #1: Today, I met with the great Chris Watson, producer of "Evil Ever After". We had some greasy ass fried chicken at shakey's pizza. I was seriously impressed by the amount of grease. When I bit into my fried chicken breast the grease sprayed out in all directions. Normally, it just drains from the bottom, but this, my friends, was master grease. It's like this motherfucking chicken had been deep fried, then injected with more grease from a syringe that sprays grease every which way but motherfucking loose.

Anyways, we talked about working on a Troma movie that we've been discussing for a while now. Here would be the plot, loosely: An army girl gets raped by her platoon, then she gets separated and kidnapped by terrorists. She is then tortured and injected with a super soldier serum which results in superpowers and a talking vagina. To make a long story short, she gets revenge on her platoon with the help of superpowers and advice from her wisdom filled vagina. I haven't said yes to this writing assignment yet, but I believe I'm going to. I'm going to hell for this. Actually, I'm going to hell for "Evil Ever After", but an even more dangerous region of the abyss will most likely be reserved for me after this one.

Talk soon,
Brad

Drunken Rambling #2: It's Brad Paulson checking in again. Sorry I haven't been posting lately, I've been busy getting drunk with... I mean, interviewing a bunch of indie filmmakers. Anyways, a while back, I did this little movie called, "Evil Ever After" that featured a guy in an adult baby outfit. His name is Bruce Juntilla. Since the movie, I've become good good friends with this cat. Unfortunately, my good friend has taken a straight hot poker to the cornhole and gotten his leg cut off. So, as a form of bizzorro therapy, we've decided to make a more-or-less one-man-show-style movie about his thoughts on the topic of suicide. It's sort of a stand up comedy routine about a really dark subject. The weird thing is, I've never seen him happier. More updates on this soon.

Best,
Brad