FOUR BROTHERS. OR THREE. WAIT ... THREE.
"Four Brothers. Or Three. Wait ... Three." is a three-minute absurdist zombie farce on brotherhood. Because nothing is scarier or funnier than family.
After his brother Rob dies, Jeremy digs him up, stashes his body in the family barn, and goes to tell his other brothers, Marc and Greg, what he's done. But when the living brothers head back to the barn, they find that their dead brother isn't quite as dead as they thought. In Sam Shepard-meets-Wes Anderson-meets-The Coen Brothers fashion, Jeremy, Marc, and Greg have to figure out what to do with Zombie Rob. And they have to do it before their parents wake up ... .
Who we are.
We're a charming bunch of four actors and a director who, collectively, have film festival wins, an Emmy, screenwriting citations from the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences, television writing credits, 25 film appearances, and a whopping 1029 television episode appearances under our belts. And none of these are exaggerations. Except for the "charming" part.
Why we need you.
Because we want to make you laugh. And cry. And feel something in this frequently numbing — dare we say, zombifying — world. And to do that, we need to:
- rent professional camera, lighting, and sound equipment
- hire trained professionals to zombify Rob
- hire trained firearm safety professionals to get us out of this shoot alive
- feed cast and crew on set
- provide adequate transportation for said equipment, cast, crew, and food
- pay location/permitting fees
- get the finished film out there
... and much, much more!
What you'll get out of it.
Signed cast headshots, including one from an Emmy winner. Dinner with the cast and director. Photos from set. Access to on-set blooper reels. Producer credit. Executive producer credit. More than a few laughs. Other very specific stuff (see the pledge rewards list on the right side of this page). And that warm, fuzzy, priceless feeling of knowing you helped fund the creation of art.
We know times are tough, what with all the wars and political division and tenuous economy and stuff. But when times are toughest is when art becomes most important. We look to art to cheer us up, to make us cry, to heal, whether we realize it or not.
So in no small way, your contribution is healing. We sincerely believe that.
Which sort of makes us the healers. Yeah! Healers!!!
We're not naming names, but the director.
And that's out of 1600, not whatever it is these good-for-nothing kids are trying to score these days.
Indecent exposure. Although we thought the exposure was better than decent ...
Kidding. We'll never tell.
Something about Cheetos, followed by — and we're quoting directly here: "Valera ate all the toilet paper again."
We can dream, can't we?
In all seriousness, $5K goes fast in film world. So if any sugar mamas and/or sugar daddies want to take some of the pressure off, they are not only welcome, but encouraged. And rewarded.
We know Rob is the Zombie. But which of the others is the Vampire, which is the Fairy King, and which is the Werewolf?
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