“Tex: Vampire Hunter” will lead off the Mature Audiences short film program at BIFF. This is presumably due to the explicit violence and strongly implied vampire lesbianism in the movie, or the scene where Tex does like eight lines of cocaine.
Today I was informed that two very prestigious film festivals have declined to enhance their 2010 programs with the inclusion of “Tex: Vampire Hunter”.
Slamdance will notify within the week.
Coming soon: A snazzy official website with a film festival scorecard so you can keep track at home.
I received the following short but exciting message:
Dear Lautaro, Congratulations, your film was accepted into competition for the 2010 Beloit International Film Festival. More info to follow! Rod Beaudoin Executive Director
A little research shows that BIFF, which takes place in February, has already earned a place as an important film festival. It’s compared to the early days of Sundance, and attracts lots of producers and agents and film royalty like John Voight.
On the other hand I have a somewhat unpleasant personal history with the town of Beloit, and Wisconsin in winter is ungodly cold.
Last Saturday Tex played at the end of a film and animation showcase. It was intended mainly for cast and crew to see the final product, but so many people showed up that some had to be turned away. Fortunately we were able to do a second showing immediately afterward, and everyone got to see it that wanted to.
The date of the “official” premiere will depend on which film festival snatches it up first. Go go Sundance!
Herr Direktor and arm candy do shots of vampire blood
I had to wait a couple of days before posting this, because after working on this film for so long, it hasn’t really sunk in yet. But yes, Tex is finished, done, complete.
I’ve sent it off to a couple film festivals already.
It’s been a while since my last post. My apologies, dear reader. Post-production is probably the least understood part of the filmmaking process. There are no bright lights and glamour, no beautiful actors, no thrill of shooting, and no sleep. It’s just a couple guys in a room, slaving away on computers.