Chris Conner

After 250 years on ice, a prisoner returns to life in a new body with one chance to win his freedom: by solving a mind-bending murder.

It’s been three years since Jack and his friends graduated from film school. Three years of answering phones, picking up laundry and making sure the boss’s dachshund gets the egg shampoo not the herbal rinse. They were supposed to be making movies by now. Producing, writing, directing. Instead they are part of the underclass, the great fraternity of wanabees, that are the Hollywood assistants. But all that is about to change...It begins with a piece of fictitious script coverage they wrote up as joke. The coverage falls into the hands of Jack’s boss, a megalomaniacal producer, and that’s when the heat starts. Now, every accident is opportunity in disguise. How hard would it be to take a piece of phony coverage and turn it into a green lit picture? A few lies? A touch of grifting? A little bit of blackmail? It’s not really all that different from the way most movies get made. There’s only one problem. They’ve spent the last three years bitching about the people who run Hollywood and now, in order to get their film made, they’re about to become everything they despise.

Slamdance, the upstart rival of Sundance, celebrates the cutting edge cinema “indie” used to mean, and Daniel Martinico’s caustically funny and forlorn comic tragedy truly epitomizes its spirit. With its verité style, this madcap dive into the world of acting is nightmarish and captivating at once.

A young family from the city travels to Amish Country where a malevolent presence threatens to tear them apart by exposing their dark secrets.

Seeking to escape the city, a couple is gifted their dream home with one unbreakable condition: they must never open the cellar door.