Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Trailor of "Barn of the Blood Llama"


Barn of Blood Llama from kirk- O-Matic on Vimeo.
you should visit this site for all thangs gibby





http://realruralworld.blogspot.com/index.htmlMore on Barn of the Blood Llama from Kelley Swinney

Part of interview conducted with neighbors of the World-0-Wool Llama Ranch.
Long time resident W. D. Forty recalls

"Dr. Roger Albert was the self proclaimed Hackel County Animal Corner. You would always see him pulled over on the side of the road examining road kill. You know dead deer, dogs, and armadillos. Albert claimed it was some cult dumping them on the highway. Hell, he wasn't filing liens on people property like that nut over in Fort Davis or saying there was some spaceship behind some Comet!"

Justiceburg Old timers Guido Carp and Jim Bob Jumpback remember the Jacobi Brothers.

Jim Bob- " In the Jacobi Brother's family tree"

Guido-" More like a brush, if you ask me".

Jim Bob- "It's true, they only had one set of Grandparents but the boys was as harmless as a skunk that been fixed"

Guido-"Harmless until Dr. Albert showed up"

Jim Bob- "Jug was the smart one, if you can call any of them smart. I mean to say, compared to Gibby, Jug was a Rockofeller"

Guido-"He means to say, he was an Einstein, Rockofeller was the one with all the money"

Jim Bob-" No, I don't mean to say he was a Einstein or a Rockofeller, hell none of them boys never had no 'cents' and you can spell that with a C or a S".

Guido-" Jim Bob's right about that, you see, it was all about money".

Jim Bob- "It always is".

Guido- "Albert wasn't satisfied with just wool colored, He wanted all kind of colors".

Jim Bob-" Yeah, Albert liked bright colors. Hell at Texas A&M they grow colored cotton and maroon carrots. The doc, he claimed to have a Hoof and Mouth Degree from Texas A&M, but word around here was it was a mail order degree from Haiti".

Guido- "Dr. Albert, he was the kink in the knot".

Jim Bob-"Carp means to say Albert was the kink in the rope".

Guido- "He was kinky all right, especial around them Llamas".

Jim Bob- "He ain't the first one to get caught standing on a milking stool".

Guido- " If you ask me Albert was preying on them boys".

Jim Bob-" When that no hit Johnny Bock showed up in town, that's when the trouble started".

Guido- "Yeah, Bock had one of them guitars that plugged into the wall, like a toaster, damnest thing you every saw. They used to play his one record down at the Greasy Squeeze".

Jim Bob- "The Greasy Squeeze is our local teen hang out".
haven't been down there oh in a yars, ever sinced they towed the
taco truck away

More later

Sunday, April 8, 2007

Barn of Clip from the movie

Cover Arts

Vhs cover art from Art from casey



Cover art from Casey Hunter

this was another video i tried to get started, bout stories on films in austin

Flickfilospher

Barn of the Blood Llama
Austin is home to some mighty strange folks.
There's the delightfully demented guys from the
Austin Lounge Lizards, who will regale you will
songs like "Teenage Immigrant Welfare Mothers on
Drugs," "Love in a Refrigerator Box," and
"Leonard Cohen's Day Job." And there's filmmaker
Kevin West, who, with Barn of the Blood Llama,
proves that he should be kept far from sharp objects
and woolly creatures.
Barn of the Blood Llama -- written (with Kirk
Hunter) and directed by the Austin-based West -- is
the probably the most awful movie I've ever seen. I
mean that in the best way possible. Shot on more
film stocks than Oliver Stone ever dreamed of and
"dubbed in English," Barn is chock full of
everything a Texas-size hunk of exploitation needs:
cheap trampy girls in a convertible!
rock-star hitchhikers!
fast food!
bad acting!
llama funerals!
brain transplantation!
haggis!*

Allow yourself to be drawn into a nightmare of
wool ranching and cheesy filmmaking. Dr. Albert,
the animal coroner and, er, animal lover, is
conducting ungodly experiments out at the World of
Wool llama ranch/bowling ball-buffing service run
by redneck inbreds Jug and Gibby. In an
unfortunate side effect of the good doctor's
scientific search for the formula for Day-Glo wool,
the llamas are now suffering from male berserk
syndrome, which doesn't bear going into. Suffice to
say it's a great excuse for the llamas' random attacks
on young women and propensity for spitting toxic
cud.

This art is done by Casey Hunter

Another Vhs and T-shirt art, taken from actual blessySue portrait

Of course, there are plenty of scantily clad
young women around to be devoured in terrible FX
sequences, as well as a washed-up, dumb-as-a-brick
rock-star named Bock who foolishly allows Dr.
Albert to experiment upon him.
Barn of the Blood Llama offers a public
service as well -- it's filled with philosophy you can
use, quotables you'll find yourself spouting
endlessly: "Rock stars: you can't trust 'em as far as
you can kick 'em." "Kids today aren't happy unless
something's on fire." And of course, "Nothing like a
cool glass of llama buttermilk on a hot day."
Have I mentioned how bizarre this film is? The
description above cannot truly convey the
(intentionally) hilarious ridiculousness that is Barn
of the Blood Llama. Even fans of Roger Corman
and early Sam Raimi (Evil Dead) will not be
prepared for it. The guys at Mystery Science
Theater 3000 would shudder in gleeful horror.
Where can you, the unsuspecting film fan, see
this movie? Well, you can't -- not yet. Maybe Gravy
Films, West's production company, is currently
soliciting distribution offers. But you can get a taste
at the film's Web site, here. Check it out... if you
dare.
*hey, don't knock it till you've tried it
Amended 07.07.99
Kevin West reports that "we've managed to get a
showing in Manchester, England in March 2000 and
are about to sign with an Australian distributor," so
somebody's gonna get to see Barn. For those of
you not planning on flying to the U.K. or Down
Under, you can check out a streaming version of the
flick at The Bijou Cafe -- you can also purchase a
video copy there. Don't say you weren't warned.

The Flick Filosopher |
flickfilos@aol.com

When Llamas Attack

Barn of the Blood Llama
Austin is home to some mighty strange folks.
There's the delightfully demented guys from the
Austin Lounge Lizards, who will regale you will
songs like "Teenage Immigrant Welfare Mothers on
Drugs," "Love in a Refrigerator Box," and
"Leonard Cohen's Day Job." And there's filmmaker
Kevin West, who, with Barn of the Blood Llama,
proves that he should be kept far from sharp objects
and woolly creatures.
Barn of the Blood Llama -- written (with Kirk
Hunter) and directed by the Austin-based West -- is
the probably the most awful movie I've ever seen. I
mean that in the best way possible. Shot on more
film stocks than Oliver Stone ever dreamed of and
"dubbed in English," Barn is chock full of
everything a Texas-size hunk of exploitation needs:
cheap trampy girls in a convertible!
rock-star hitchhikers!
fast food!
bad acting!
llama funerals!
brain transplantation!
haggis!*

Allow yourself to be drawn into a nightmare of
wool ranching and cheesy filmmaking. Dr. Albert,
the animal coroner and, er, animal lover, is
conducting ungodly experiments out at the World of
Wool llama ranch/bowling ball-buffing service run
by redneck inbreds Jug and Gibby. In an
unfortunate side effect of the good doctor's
scientific search for the formula for Day-Glo wool,
the llamas are now suffering from male berserk
syndrome, which doesn't bear going into. Suffice to
say it's a great excuse for the llamas' random attacks
on young women and propensity for spitting toxic
cud.



Of course, there are plenty of scantily clad
young women around to be devoured in terrible FX
sequences, as well as a washed-up, dumb-as-a-brick
rock-star named Bock who foolishly allows Dr.
Albert to experiment upon him.
Barn of the Blood Llama offers a public
service as well -- it's filled with philosophy you can
use, quotables you'll find yourself spouting
endlessly: "Rock stars: you can't trust 'em as far as
you can kick 'em." "Kids today aren't happy unless
something's on fire." And of course, "Nothing like a
cool glass of llama buttermilk on a hot day."
Have I mentioned how bizarre this film is? The
description above cannot truly convey the
(intentionally) hilarious ridiculousness that is Barn
of the Blood Llama. Even fans of Roger Corman
and early Sam Raimi (Evil Dead) will not be
prepared for it. The guys at Mystery Science
Theater 3000 would shudder in gleeful horror.
Where can you, the unsuspecting film fan, see
this movie? Well, you can't -- not yet. Maybe Gravy
Films, West's production company, is currently
soliciting distribution offers. But you can get a taste
at the film's Web site, here. Check it out... if you
dare.
*hey, don't knock it till you've tried it
Amended 07.07.99
Kevin West reports that "we've managed to get a
showing in Manchester, England in March 2000 and
are about to sign with an Australian distributor," so
somebody's gonna get to see Barn. For those of
you not planning on flying to the U.K. or Down
Under, you can check out a streaming version of the
flick at The Bijou Cafe -- you can also purchase a
video copy there. Don't say you weren't warned.

The Flick Filosopher |
flickfilos@aol.com

When Llamas Attack

Barn of the Blood Llama
Austin is home to some mighty strange folks.
There's the delightfully demented guys from the
Austin Lounge Lizards, who will regale you will
songs like "Teenage Immigrant Welfare Mothers on
Drugs," "Love in a Refrigerator Box," and
"Leonard Cohen's Day Job." And there's filmmaker
Kevin West, who, with Barn of the Blood Llama,
proves that he should be kept far from sharp objects
and woolly creatures.
Barn of the Blood Llama -- written (with Kirk
Hunter) and directed by the Austin-based West -- is
the probably the most awful movie I've ever seen. I
mean that in the best way possible. Shot on more
film stocks than Oliver Stone ever dreamed of and
"dubbed in English," Barn is chock full of
everything a Texas-size hunk of exploitation needs:
cheap trampy girls in a convertible!
rock-star hitchhikers!
fast food!
bad acting!
llama funerals!
brain transplantation!
haggis!*

Allow yourself to be drawn into a nightmare of
wool ranching and cheesy filmmaking. Dr. Albert,
the animal coroner and, er, animal lover, is
conducting ungodly experiments out at the World of
Wool llama ranch/bowling ball-buffing service run
by redneck inbreds Jug and Gibby. In an
unfortunate side effect of the good doctor's
scientific search for the formula for Day-Glo wool,
the llamas are now suffering from male berserk
syndrome, which doesn't bear going into. Suffice to
say it's a great excuse for the llamas' random attacks
on young women and propensity for spitting toxic
cud.









Of course, there are plenty of scantily clad
young women around to be devoured in terrible FX
sequences, as well as a washed-up, dumb-as-a-brick
rock-star named Bock who foolishly allows Dr.
Albert to experiment upon him.
Barn of the Blood Llama offers a public
service as well -- it's filled with philosophy you can
use, quotables you'll find yourself spouting
endlessly: "Rock stars: you can't trust 'em as far as
you can kick 'em." "Kids today aren't happy unless
something's on fire." And of course, "Nothing like a
cool glass of llama buttermilk on a hot day."
Have I mentioned how bizarre this film is? The
description above cannot truly convey the
(intentionally) hilarious ridiculousness that is Barn
of the Blood Llama. Even fans of Roger Corman
and early Sam Raimi (Evil Dead) will not be
prepared for it. The guys at Mystery Science
Theater 3000 would shudder in gleeful horror.
Where can you, the unsuspecting film fan, see
this movie? Well, you can't -- not yet. Maybe Gravy
Films, West's production company, is currently
soliciting distribution offers. But you can get a taste
at the film's Web site, here. Check it out... if you
dare.
*hey, don't knock it till you've tried it
Amended 07.07.99
Kevin West reports that "we've managed to get a
showing in Manchester, England in March 2000 and
are about to sign with an Australian distributor," so
somebody's gonna get to see Barn. For those of
you not planning on flying to the U.K. or Down
Under, you can check out a streaming version of the
flick at The Bijou Cafe -- you can also purchase a
video copy there. Don't say you weren't warned.

The Flick Filosopher |
flickfilos@aol.com

When Llamas Attack




Barn of the Blood Llama
Austin is home to some mighty strange folks.
There's the delightfully demented guys from the
Austin Lounge Lizards, who will regale you will
songs like "Teenage Immigrant Welfare Mothers on
Drugs," "Love in a Refrigerator Box," and
"Leonard Cohen's Day Job." And there's filmmaker
Kevin West, who, with Barn of the Blood Llama,
proves that he should be kept far from sharp objects
and woolly creatures.
Barn of the Blood Llama -- written (with Kirk
Hunter) and directed by the Austin-based West -- is
the probably the most awful movie I've ever seen. I
mean that in the best way possible. Shot on more
film stocks than Oliver Stone ever dreamed of and
"dubbed in English," Barn is chock full of
everything a Texas-size hunk of exploitation needs:
cheap trampy girls in a convertible!
rock-star hitchhikers!
fast food!
bad acting!
llama funerals!
brain transplantation!
haggis!*

Allow yourself to be drawn into a nightmare of
wool ranching and cheesy filmmaking. Dr. Albert,
the animal coroner and, er, animal lover, is
conducting ungodly experiments out at the World of
Wool llama ranch/bowling ball-buffing service run
by redneck inbreds Jug and Gibby. In an
unfortunate side effect of the good doctor's
scientific search for the formula for Day-Glo wool,
the llamas are now suffering from male berserk
syndrome, which doesn't bear going into. Suffice to
say it's a great excuse for the llamas' random attacks
on young women and propensity for spitting toxic
cud.
Of course, there are plenty of scantily clad
young women around to be devoured in terrible FX
sequences, as well as a washed-up, dumb-as-a-brick
rock-star named Bock who foolishly allows Dr.
Albert to experiment upon him.
Barn of the Blood Llama offers a public
service as well -- it's filled with philosophy you can
use, quotables you'll find yourself spouting
endlessly: "Rock stars: you can't trust 'em as far as
you can kick 'em." "Kids today aren't happy unless
something's on fire." And of course, "Nothing like a
cool glass of llama buttermilk on a hot day."
Have I mentioned how bizarre this film is? The
description above cannot truly convey the
(intentionally) hilarious ridiculousness that is Barn
of the Blood Llama. Even fans of Roger Corman
and early Sam Raimi (Evil Dead) will not be
prepared for it. The guys at Mystery Science
Theater 3000 would shudder in gleeful horror.
Where can you, the unsuspecting film fan, see
this movie? Well, you can't -- not yet. Maybe Gravy
Films, West's production company, is currently
soliciting distribution offers. But you can get a taste
at the film's Web site, here. Check it out... if you
dare.
*hey, don't knock it till you've tried it
Amended 07.07.99
Kevin West reports that "we've managed to get a
showing in Manchester, England in March 2000 and
are about to sign with an Australian distributor," so
somebody's gonna get to see Barn. For those of
you not planning on flying to the U.K. or Down
Under, you can check out a streaming version of the
flick at The Bijou Cafe -- you can also purchase a
video copy there. Don't say you weren't warned.

The Flick Filosopher |
flickfilos@aol.com

When Llamas Attack



Barn of the Blood Llama
Austin is home to some mighty strange folks.
There's the delightfully demented guys from the
Austin Lounge Lizards, who will regale you will
songs like "Teenage Immigrant Welfare Mothers on
Drugs," "Love in a Refrigerator Box," and
"Leonard Cohen's Day Job." And there's filmmaker
Kevin West, who, with Barn of the Blood Llama,
proves that he should be kept far from sharp objects
and woolly creatures.
Barn of the Blood Llama -- written (with Kirk
Hunter) and directed by the Austin-based West -- is
the probably the most awful movie I've ever seen. I
mean that in the best way possible. Shot on more
film stocks than Oliver Stone ever dreamed of and
"dubbed in English," Barn is chock full of
everything a Texas-size hunk of exploitation needs:
cheap trampy girls in a convertible!
rock-star hitchhikers!
fast food!
bad acting!
llama funerals!
brain transplantation!
haggis!*

Allow yourself to be drawn into a nightmare of
wool ranching and cheesy filmmaking. Dr. Albert,
the animal coroner and, er, animal lover, is
conducting ungodly experiments out at the World of
Wool llama ranch/bowling ball-buffing service run
by redneck inbreds Jug and Gibby. In an
unfortunate side effect of the good doctor's
scientific search for the formula for Day-Glo wool,
the llamas are now suffering from male berserk
syndrome, which doesn't bear going into. Suffice to
say it's a great excuse for the llamas' random attacks
on young women and propensity for spitting toxic
cud.




Of course, there are plenty of scantily clad
young women around to be devoured in terrible FX
sequences, as well as a washed-up, dumb-as-a-brick
rock-star named Bock who foolishly allows Dr.
Albert to experiment upon him.
Barn of the Blood Llama offers a public
service as well -- it's filled with philosophy you can
use, quotables you'll find yourself spouting
endlessly: "Rock stars: you can't trust 'em as far as
you can kick 'em." "Kids today aren't happy unless
something's on fire." And of course, "Nothing like a
cool glass of llama buttermilk on a hot day."
Have I mentioned how bizarre this film is? The
description above cannot truly convey the
(intentionally) hilarious ridiculousness that is Barn
of the Blood Llama. Even fans of Roger Corman
and early Sam Raimi (Evil Dead) will not be
prepared for it. The guys at Mystery Science
Theater 3000 would shudder in gleeful horror.
Where can you, the unsuspecting film fan, see
this movie? Well, you can't -- not yet. Maybe Gravy
Films, West's production company, is currently
soliciting distribution offers. But you can get a taste
at the film's Web site, here. Check it out... if you
dare.
*hey, don't knock it till you've tried it
Amended 07.07.99
Kevin West reports that "we've managed to get a
showing in Manchester, England in March 2000 and
are about to sign with an Australian distributor," so
somebody's gonna get to see Barn. For those of
you not planning on flying to the U.K. or Down
Under, you can check out a streaming version of the
flick at The Bijou Cafe -- you can also purchase a
video copy there. Don't say you weren't warned.

The Flick Filosopher |
flickfilos@aol.com

Another review and movie poster idea

This is a Art by Earl Saathoff
Bock in movie, the has been rock star

BARN OF THE BLOOD LLAMA
Edited and Directed by Kevin West, Barn of the Blood
Llama (1997) is an irreverent comedy by Kirk L. Hunter, Earl
Saathoff, Kelley Swinney and West that pokes fun at the bad
drive-in sci-fi movies of days gone by.

There's implied sex, incest and beastiality with a science
fiction score and a hillbilly melody. Add to that the spattering of
colorful characters and micellaneous film stock that varies from
black-and-white, to color and your choice of hues (i.e., sepiatone)
and you got yerself a toe-tappin' humdinger of a good time on
video (or not).

This is not great cinema. Hell, it ain't even good enough to
be considered bad cinema, but not bad for a no budget, fun romp
through a silly Llama farm called the World O Wool, where we meet local Animal Coroner, Dr.
Albert (Kelly Swinney) as he's porkin' the daylights out'a his favorite love-Llama, Bessie Sue.

Janet (Lucinda Hinton) and Bea (Kirsten Carter) are a pair o' horny country gals who
pick-up hitchhikers and yee-ha with 'em in the back seat.

Bessie Sue makes a break for it. Lost, animal lover, Toni (Lucinda Cruse) runs into
Bessie-Sue-on-the-loose with her car, fatally wounding the Llama. Dr. Albert happens upon the
scene and is heartbroken. Toni's car is messed-up so she catches a ride to the World O Wool.

Janet and Bea give flailing rock-star-has-been and one-hit-wonder Bock (Earl Saathoff) a
lift to the ranch so that he can receive his youth treatments from the wacky Dr. Albert. He steals
$700 from the girls to pay the Doctor.

A funeral is held for Bessie-Sue who is buried at sea in a coffin that looks as if it had been
made by a giant cookie cutter in the shape of a Llama.

There's an "obligatory music video" followed by wild, blood thirsty Llamas - spewing toxic
cud - on a murderous rampage, triggered by a menstruating woman. The mutated Llamas are the
result of Dr. Albert's experiment synthesizing a youth regeneration serum derived from animal
hormone... something to do with hatching Llama clones from Wool-covered eggs.

The mutant Llamas begin to take on human traits, steal cars, hide bodies, rape (wearing
sheepskin prophylactics) and pillage, while the girls, turned kickboxing-ninja-babes, defend the
camp by using can-lids as ninja stars and Jug (Kevin West) the cook, serves up barbequed
Llama innards, happy meal-style. The story takes a twist at the accidental discovery of day-glow
wool.

Jug holds the secret to destroying the mutant Llamas, which involves resurrecting his
deam momma (G. K. McFarland), whom he killed and buried in the backyard because she would
only have sex with his younger brother Gibby (Kirk Hunter).

Toni escapes but may have a growing super-mutant-llama-hybrid growing inside her ...
could there be .... a Blood Llama sequel yet to come?

Have you seen this movie? Tell us what you thought and share with other Video Addicts, or
send an e-mail to thoughts@videoaddicts.com with the film's title in the SUBJECT line.

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BARN DVDS cover art


Later in the travels of distribution of this film they came up with this design

barn vhs cover design



This design done for the poster and the vhs covers in 99 by bijoux company to promote the movie
artist unknown

Barn poster

Barnicle wrote it b4 BOFO?



gibby
Questions
---------
-Firstly, why llamas?

Well, they are the last animal or creature that is still controllable to make into
a horror scorer -bursting- abusing -spew meister bleeding choking creature -feature that has not been used by the major film makers YET!
also, Boone and I were thinking of a movie idea back in 1990 on the set of another
movie. And we said what are the three ingredients to making a good no budget quickly flicky horror film. those are "Barn in the title, "Blood in the title and "Llamas and in the title also the second AD. on that flick said that we could shoot on his llama ranch,. and he told us about the Male bezerk syndrome and that was it!!!! we had to make the movie,
well I was coming up with some ideas and we finished working on that other flick
and Boone went off to work for dell and I went on to work on some other stuff
low budget videos and films and we still had some "ranches" a video ranch was
born out of Fridays and Saturdays of getting together for beers and seeing
flicks, which was born out of the show I did in the 80s "Cheap Peeks'' which is
a sneak preview flick show I produced.
I also had written "Rabid Geckos Bluff" which is basically mostly what ":Barn"
is built on, but RGB is still not made and cause I'm still looking for 3-to 6 million
to make it, I basically told Kevin one after noon the retelling using Llamas instead
of Rabid geckos. ( I still want to make Rabid Geckos Bluff)
then we had another "Ranch" and drank some beers and partied and wrote the flick
got the people to gether to start filming
I have over 10 hours of the making of this film on video tape and played it on
the local access station. during the promos of the showing in town etc..

-Give me your most twisted memory of filming. ahhhhhrrrrgggghhhhh,
there were tooooooo many from having to produce 32 hours of live "Waco'"
fire-tank going in the compound footage live anti government survivalist- shows
to get the Llama head effects done. then to Get the miniature "barn" built, to 6 hours of rehire sound, and background sounds and being chased down by North by Northwest Biplanes' in east Texas cotton fields. To the Photo shoot with some titless bimbos we chased down
from a mama-son,. Tit bar. cause they had the mazeratti and the girls would do that for
the water body double afternoon. but no go from the daddy control bucks at the
tit bar, too expensive, we'll pass,. then on to the just in time luck of the draw girls
who had we just called and read the script an wanted in thought was hillarious
to the truck exchange cause the actor was not in and did not want to do the scene
any they others wanted to but couldn't make up their minds to get to the set.
and then JUGGY SCREAMS bloody murder Their is only one fu---ing Director
HERE!!





-Who's the one amongst you into bestiality?
m
mmm not meee, but you know that Dr. Albert was certainly into the reenacting
of the hummer jets.. should of seen the out takes trying to make it look real
enough. it was like fisty cuffs. with the little llama that couldn't sit still.


-What about distribution? Any luck?
No luck I don't know what Kevins doing haven't talked to him in a long time
BUT I want my 33 percent!!!! guess the web is the only place to go
since tromo don't want it and fraidy cats in the no budge worlds...??
who do these people think they are doing to LLAMAS, ??? making this BRAVE
little film that could, sheeeeeesh give me break, you don't know what your
missing BAAAAAABY!!!! 150 people showed for the showing at the gattis pizza
and beer!! and they had to call the fire Marshall..

-How about some tips for people who want to make their own low-budget
epic?
We did this during the "Robert rod" days, so- and Slacker was going big, and there
was no such thing as shooting DV, I am currently shooting my next flick "FORCED EXIT 2000"
on DV.
so it will lot cheaper than the no budget 16mm or 8mm. (So whoooo gives a Damm what it
is shot on as long as it looks cool and there are weird characters??)
More fests take dv and video features now so do it on no budget DV and borrow a non linear editor.. go for it. TIMES short!!

-What kind of shooting schedule and budget were you working with?
Well we started the movie in July and shot about 80 percent of the movie that
summer 93 then we went in to weekends. I would suggest that you shoot the
whole movie in 2 weeks and get your tits shots first and don't wait for EFFECTS
no way Do NOT wait for the effects. If you have effects in your movie. do them
first and figure out how you are going to do them and shoot them first. Actors
are easy. EFFECTS are hard to come by.

basically put most of the film on my credit card. and I think that Kevin did too
got some money and time and energy from Kelly?
we started out with 4k in credit card debt, but this doesn't count all the freebies
that we got, no one got paid and we did not have craft services.. borrowed everything
and shot over the 4 years with the use of 3 llama ranches, 8 super8 cameras and
lot of panache.




-What's the future hold for MAYBE GRAVY apart from Rowdy Round-Up?
I guess they are shooting rowdy roundup? I'm not working on that film, however
I heard from kevin he is shooting on dv and he got a grant from the TX production. fund?
I'm working on "Forced Exit 2000" and still finishing up the script for "Shrimp Monkeys Revenge" which I will be probably be shooting this summer. it will be a monster dv
effect ridden flick-o- rama.. even weirder than "Barn"

-What's the origins of the film?
" Rabid geckos Bluff", and Wizard of OZ and "Faster pussycat Kill Kill"
and kirk-o-s weird sense of humor...

-Do any of you suffer from Male Berserk Syndrome?
I used to but gibby got me out of it and I some times go into that mode, when
gibby lust for llama meat.. seeing some camel shaped thingy humping in distance
get-ya-going.

-You have one of the more visually distinct low-budget films around,
how did you decide on the style of filming and the fact it's so varied
in it's execution?
Three different Dp's and five directors. and Eight- super8 cameras along with 2, 16mm cameras loaded with retreads from another flick.rolling everywhere
but the right direction. actors saying three different levels of foreign distribs languages
and the unnerving levels of sun and fire ants biting you and sweat hogging around.
then half the cast going to lala land and new orleans- Dallas marrying smarmy
lawyers. So we had to replace actors with- llamas and barns with ranches and crew who new nothing. but we were there 45 minutes past the time. Part champagne and
always beer.. trying to keep up with the corman attitude of blood hits n'tits.
To no avail it just turned into a skeeter driven sundrenced- pshco - bitch fest.


-Who kidnapped Clive Barker for his cameo?
gibby did. he came to town, to plug his comics and new book and I was doing
a live show, and I said to my co producers, of Cutting Edge Comix. that they
would not get the studio unless I had film of Clive to put him in my movie
so he did it and kevin came up with something for him to say and he read them
off the cues.. it was very cool, although his behind the scenes agents or
manager did not like the look of the camera of other stuff going on I think?

Some of these I might omit, I wanted to take a semi-satirical approach.
Once I get your answers I'll format it, get some screenshots off your
page and post the sucker.
Take it easy.
BARN OF THE BLOOD LLAMA

No Fernando, no Lorenzo, but plenty of other llamas

Well, if I've said it once, I've said it fifty times: they make the weirdest movies in Texas.

From Larry Buchanan (Mars Needs Women, The Naked Witch) to Tobe Hooper (The Texas Chainsaw Massacre) to Hal Warren (Manos, the Hand of Fate), there's something about that state that breeds weirdness.

This latest addition to the Texas pedigree hails from Austin and Dripping Springs (where?). Co-writer/director Kevin West combines the filmmaking sensibilities of John Waters and Doris Wishman, then injects the concoction with a generous dose of Night of the Lepus. Might as well throw in a dash of early Peter Jackson in there, too.

Enough references. On with the plot - or as near to the plot as I can decipher.

The film begins with an explanation of "Male Berzerk Syndrome" (MBS) by noted author/director Clive Barker. I'm not sure if Clive knows he's in this film, since his dialogue is dubbed by someone else - the entire film is "dubbed in English", shot MOS (Wishman style). Like David "The Rock" Nelson, West may have just used some footage of Barker and inserted him in the film.

Mad veterinarian Dr. Albert has been performing strange experiments - and stranger sex acts - with the local llama herds. Bessie, his favorite subject, escapes from the World of Wool ranch, easily eluding cripple redneck brothers Jug (West) and Gibby (co-writer/producer Kirk Hunter). Bessie manages to infect the whole herd with MBS.

Searching for his lost love, Albert runs into local one-hit rock star Bock (Earl Saathoff), who has been suckered into undergoing the doctor's rejuvenation treatments at the World of Wool 'spa'. Bock has promised fast food vixens at the Greezy Squeeze Janet (Lucinda Hinton) and Bea (Kirsten Carter, and occasionally Connie Campbell when Kirsten couldn't make it) that they can be in his next music video. Meanwhile,  just-passin'-through Toni (Lucinda Cruse) runs into a llama with her car. While Stuker (Fred Ellis) tries to fix it, Toni takes refuge in the World of Wool with everyone else.

Before long, everyone finds themselves under siege to the nightly rampages of angry, bloodthirsty llamas on the loose. Even the girls' junkyard ninja skills fail to keep them at bay. After a couple attacks, the supply of victims needs replenishment, so a group of female pro bowlers drops in to have their balls polished and their "holes re-drilled". One gets decapitated, but her head (kept alive by Dr. Albert) offers a clue to solving the gang's di-llama, by discovering the contents of the surreal Duffel Bag of Destiny.

A lot of the humor has gone quickly stale in this mini-budget comedy (Marv Albert jokes anyone?), but a lot of it still holds up. There are also quite a few bits that are surely in-jokes for the locals that probably play better around Austin, but just look weird everywhere else. The entire concoction is so dad-burn silly that I got caught up in it. Either that, or someone was siphoning off my blood from my veins as I watched.

The most annoying factor is the dubbed voices . They sync with the images well, but some of the voices are grating after a while - particularly that of Gibby. However, most of the performances are good - at least on the level of those in Scary Movie.

The llamas are darn cute and personable, and look like they'd make swell pets. When not played by real llamas, the killer herd is portrayed by disturbing puppets. Shot in black & white, some parts are colorized in certain areas. It's an odd technique that I'd be interested in seeing used in a more serious movie.

Certain scenes threatened to dive into uncomfortable territory - you can never tell with some of these unrated screeners - such as the scenes of carnal pleasure between hu-man and beast. However, nothing ever steps over the line too far, much like Monty Python. In all, this would make a fine video party tape even if you're not from Texas, especially if there's a jug o' White Lightnin' handy to wet your whistle.