Tom Savini Is Shitting His Pants

As some of you know, I've made the leap from acting in front of the camera to having a bash at producing behind it. I thought I'd get a nice, gentle ease into it. How hilarious!


I'm working with a lovely guy who has already won a BAFTA for producing and is now cutting his teeth as a director. There is no pissing about. He won his BAFTA as a first time producer so there is fuck all pressure on me to rise to his dizzy heights...


So, I thought, I'll have a bash at this producer malarky. I'll tell everybody what to do and flounce about threatening to sack people who refused to salute me or bow as I wafted by. What an amazing life, I thought.


It turns out I'm a proper producer which means I actually have about 48 jobs and am responsible for about 800 different people over 50 departments!


Fortunately, I'm a bit OCD and my PA and Office Manager 'toy job' experience can kick in. I've colour codes for things. I've separate folders for separate films. It's a bit anal. I've spreadsheets organising my spreadsheets. I have so much information in my brain at any one time that I can feel matter seeping out of my ears.


I'm loving it though!


I'm currently working on a series of 12 short films and a Zombie music video.  We have no SFX guys so I'm making the fake blood.  I'm not sure the guys from Halloween are panicking just yet but give me time. I'm a quick learner!


Anyway, here's some pics of my first attempt at 'fake blood making'.  I have purposely gone with different colours, with the more brown of the 3 bottles representing 'period blood', which I thought was a nice touch!


Here you go:

Amityville in Cramond

So, I've talked about living in the countryside before (click here for the near drowning story) but I've never really posted any videos to document my insect and arachnid invasion hell.  Until now.


What you are about to see is not for the faint of heart. If you are easily shocked and upset, stop reading now.  What follows is extreme, real life footage.

You have been warned.  This is on a par with the 'fly scene' in the Amityville horror, except no one has died. Yet...