After four months, one vague Q&A "Who Owns This Property?" session with my friend's parents, one nasty denial letter from two old ladies, and the very real possibility of getting shot in rural Spring Mills, I finally was able to secure a location for our horror film. It's very remote. You'll never find it. But a friend of my parents' agreed generously to let us shoot there. Hurrah!
Mark, Jason, Joe and I went out a couple of months ago to scout out two properties owned by this gentleman, each about a mile away from each other in the middle of the woods. Wow, they are doozies.
One was a rinky-dink shack that looked like something cobbled together by a sylvan troll. Although I personally found that place more photogenic and creepy, the logistics of shooting in there weren't as good, and the style of the building didn't fit with the script or the character. We decided to go with the other cabin, which, incidentally, used to be a swingin' party spot back in the day. Anyway, here's some of the things we saw.
Here's our director, Mark, looking over the kitchen in the old cabin. It was such a weird little building, with old fashioned appliances, weird closets, and critters in the ceiling. The floors were really higglety-pigglety, too. There was a vast array of 50-year-old cleaning supplies, odd architectural decisions, and Penns Valley memorabilia.
Here's a glimpse of the actual one we're going to use! I won't spoil much else, but I think it's going to be a great spot to shoot. Can't wait til we start production!