FINAL GIRL explores the slasher flicks of the '70s and '80s...and all the other horror movies I feel like talking about, too. This is life on the EDGE, so beware yon spoilers!

Aug 10, 2010

WARNING: talk of me ahead

Boy oh boy, friends, it's tough out here in cyber-land. If you listen to The Scare-ening at all then you know that lately I've been railing against the hype machines that seem to be in perpetual motion all over the internet, particularly on Facespace. Basically, my argument boils down to this: yes, indie creative types (filmmakers, artists, writers, clog dancers, Colonel Sanders impersonators) must put the word out about their work or there's a good chance no one will find it. One must pimp oneself and then hope others will join in the fight...however! It's okay to talk about something- or even someone- else from time to time. If someone relentlessly pushes their product on me, updating their status every couple hours to market themselves without taking a fucking breath, then I tune 'em right out and their efforts prove to be counterproductive, at least as far as I'm concerned.

That's all fine and good, but then when I've got stuff to talk about...well, it becomes tricky. I can't not talk about things, because otherwise "there's a good chance no one will find it"; however, I'm aware of the bitching I do and so there's also a chance I may be acting hypocritical.

Then I say to myself, "This is your website and you can write whatever you want, so quit thinking about it all so much, provide the links you want to provide, then fuck off and write some damn reviews or something." Okay, self, sheesh. You don't have to be so hostile.

There is an actual review of Ludlow over at Slammed & Damned. It feels weird to say that- you know, that someone is watching my movie and writing about it- but I suppose that it simply means that after all this time and all the behind-the-scenes stuff and what have you...it's really real. For those who have shown interest in it, first of all, THANK YOU. Second, the DVD is being assembled. It'll have a commentary track and a brief interview with Shannon Lark. I'll update with information on availability as it...becomes...available.

Mike Snoonian of All Things Horror has gone and declared Taste of Flesh, Taste of Fear an "essential horror short film for your collection"! I am duly, DULY honored. If you want to check out the movie that has, as Mike puts it, an "epic one car pileup", well, look to your right. I mean on the computer screen. There's ordering info over yonder! Be the envy of...well, someone somewhere, to be sure.

If you live in the Boston-ish area, you should be psyched: on Wednesday, September 1, All Things Horror is once again hosting their movie night at the Somerville Theater. Taste of Flesh, Taste of Fear is showing that night alongside the much-hyped Dead Hooker in a Trunk, Rubber Doll Whore (no idea about that one), and Liz Adams' Side Effect, which alone is worth more than the ticket price. Seriously, go see Side Effect if you can. Visit All Things Horror for tickets and all that...sure, it says Taste the Fear- Taste the Flesh, but I'm pretty sure they're talking about my movie and not some sort of weird energy snack.

13 comments:

TrG said...

Technically, if one were in Boston, they should be wicked psyched to have a pissah time ...

But that's only if you are being technical.

Congrats on your much deserved success. :)

Carrie said...

ok, ok, but when is Ludlow playing in New York?

Stacie Ponder said...

Ha! Well, I certainly hope it plays in NYC...sometime. Actually, I hope it plays EVERYWHERE sometime.

CashBailey said...

There's nothing wrong with patting yourself on the back occasionally. Especially if you have product to push.

spazmo said...

I can't wait to see Ludlow. I even had a very complicated and freaky Omega Man-esque dream about attending a screening - hosted by you - at a picturesque New England college on a beautiful autumn evening with the leaves all turning red and Ludlow posters and fliers everywhere around the campus. There were strange disappearances, and sixties flashbacks, and Stanford Experiment-type mind control tests on students and I kept seeing glimpses of you high up staring out of a window, and finally realizing I was IN THE MOVIE, and not having seen it, I couldn't avoid/anticipate the killer(s) moves, but then it slowly dawns on me that the killer might be me, and you're trying to film it all before I kill you so that you can finish the film and run it through a projector before everyone disappears for good...

It was a pretty freaky dream, even for me.

Andre said...

Not EVERYBODY in Boston talks like that jeesh!

As your Boston spokesperson I will be in attendance and handing out authentic Stacie Ponder memorabilia... mostly the stuff involving cats, the Jersey Shore, and demonic possessions.

Stacie Ponder said...

I appreciate that, André. Now I just need a Houston, Texas spokesperson...hmm...

Pearce said...

Hey, I would really like to buy a copy of Taste of Flesh, Taste of Fear but I live on the other side of the fuckin' world. (In New Zealand, to be slightly more precise.)

Is it still possible for me? If it is, what would the postage be? Sorry to be a nuisance.

Banned In Queensland said...

Warning: Kiss-assery ahead.

Final Girl is not Facebook, despite the fact that they are nothing alike.

Facebook constantly shoves useless unwanted babble in your face (hence the name). Final Girl doesn’t.

I hang on every word (except maybe "vagina") posted on Final Girl. Facebook is a strange waste of time that I’m yet to fully understand the true purpose of.

Stacie, you are not only well within your rights to pimp your stuff here, your fans demand that you do.

Stacie Ponder said...

Heh, you guys are nice nice nice! Thanks.

Spaz, my dreams are rarely that exciting and detailed. I'm totally picturing it happening at my alma mater, which would be a great setting for a gothic horror movie. Hmm...

Pearce, I'd be more than happy to ship to NZ, wow! It'll be a DV-R, if that works for you're system. I would ask $4.50 for shipping...I don't know how to change the shipping on that form yonder to the right (me dum dum) but you can just Paypal it to me (stacieponder at gmail dot com) with "Taste" or some other indicator somewhere. Cool!

Again, thanks, guys. Still, I need to write some damn reviews! :D

Vicki said...

I've got my cash ready and waiting to slam down on my copy of Ludlow, which will make it hard to take showers and stuff, but o'well i'll figure something out.

p.s. Now I have to take off work to go to the Somerville Theater, thanks for the awesome excuse!

Stacie Ponder said...

You won't regret it! Word is Dead Hooker is entertaining, and Side Effect is BOSS.

Pearce said...

Great, thanks! Done now, hope I didn't fuck it up.