I’ll get the big stuff out of the way right now:
It’s a big file (over 200 MB), I’m working on a few different distribution methods (streaming flash, a more compressed version, maybe a torrent), which should be up either today or tomorrow.
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 License.
If you like the movie and would like to see it in full resolution along with loads of special features, you can buy the DVD. If you just want to offer a little financial appreciation, you can make a PayPal donation.
Now that we’ve got that out of the way, I’m free to blather on for a bit. This is my would-be award acceptance speech, but since this movie isn’t going to win any awards, I’ll just post it here:
I made this movie because I didn’t think I could. In eighth grade, I challenged myself to make a feature film before I left for college, never seriously considering the possibility that I might actually succeed. Wellâ€¦ what do you know.
There are countless people who made this movie possible, and it would be foolhardy of me to try and thank all of them. The cast and crew, of course, were all wonderfully patient and inexplicably dedicated to the film. I couldn’t have asked for a better group of people to work with, and without every single one of them, the entire project would have crumbled. I’d like to thank my friends for tolerating my obsession and my family for not smothering me with a pillow. I’d like to thank the guys at Channel 10 because I said I would and I’m a man of my word. I’d like to thank the staff and students of Poudre High School, but I won’t because that’s too much of a generalization, even for someone as rhetorically-inclined as myself. I’d like to thank the Fort Collins Museum of Contemporary Art and my own personal lord and savior Parker Cagle-Smith, who spent one memorable Easter Sunday risking serious injury by chip shrapnel in order to rescue a foundering first reel.
There are a lot of points in the production of a film, when you have no money and you haven’t slept in days and all you want to do is give up and throw all your tapes out the window and find a nice job in sales, that an unseen force draws you forward. I’m not religious and so I don’t know what to call this force. It sure as hell wasn’t sheer iron constitution on my part. There were times during this production that I felt as though I was tethered to the back of a fast-moving semi truck and it was all I could do to try not to drag my feet. And then one day the semi stopped, and that’s when I knew the movie was done. An art teacher of mine once told me that you’re never finished with anything you make; you just eventually decide it’s time to give up. It took me a long time to give up, and by the time I did, I was nearly dead. But the results are astonishing.
Look at this movie! I made a freakin’ movie! We ALL made a freakin’ movie! Go ahead and watch it, and think what you want. Don’t be gentle, don’t be kind. Tear it to pieces. Kick it while it’s down. Because whatever you think about it, however it is received, I am immeasurably proud to call this film my own.
Thank you for watching.