Waiting for your muse to sing can be a trying experience. Five years have passed since my last shoot, and during that time I decided whatever the next movie is, it would have to be special — special enough to take things to a whole new level. Unfortunately, my determination did not sway the muse. She made a few peeps here and there, mostly about unfilmable post-apocalyptic horrors, but nothing that stirred me to action.
So I sent her packing and got a new muse. His name is Todd Rigney.
Todd is the author of a brilliant little book entitled found. It’s a dark coming of age story full of heartache and horror, about an eleven-year-old boy who grapples with a secret he wishes he didn’t know — that his older brother has become a serial killer. Brotherly love begets grand guignol in Todd’s opus, a masterpiece that intersects intimacy and dread, exploitation horror with adolescent angst. When I finished reading found., I was terrified — not only of the book, but of a sickening possibility — that I would not be allowed to film it.
Fortunately for me, and for adoring audiences a year or so from now, Todd said yes. I’ve never been more sure of a project. This one trumps them all ten-fold. found. is the one. The one I’ve been waiting for, the passage to the next level, the muse at her fiery best. And I make this guarantee: It’ll be worth your wait, too.
Casting and location scouting begin this fall, with shooting tentatively set for February or March. If your interest is piqued, check out the book at Amazon.com or other on-line retailers. For more on the movie, check this page for all the latest updates.