Round up of stuff..

Ok, lots and lots to get through. That's my fault for updating this blog so goddamn rarely. If you'd like more regular updates and info you'd probably best follow my Twitter account, where you'll be able to find out all sorts of fairly useless information.

First of all, if you haven't seen The Devil's Music yet, click the widget above to rent or buy it wherever you are in the world. Plus you can make money embedding it on your own site. Distrify is cool.



Second of all, if you haven't seen Bordello Death Tales yet, you can buy that sucker from Amazon, HMV or wherever. It's all over the place. HERE, for example. Or you could try and win a copy somewhere like HERE. Oh, and don't forget to sign up on the official Death Tales Facebook page OVER HERE

Third, we proudly announced last month that filming has started on Battlefield Death Tales; all the madness of Bordello Death Tales but significantly more war. All three directors (myself, Jim Eaves and Al Ronald) are back, and you can check out the very first images from the shoot over at HORRORTALK. It's been a blast so far, and there are many more brilliant images to come from the Battlefield shoot. Keep your eyes peeled for an exclusive monster-tastic image in one of the big genre mags next months.

What else, what else? Well, as of this morning something cool happened with one of our older titles, but I can't tell you about that just yet. Soon, though. Soon.

Oh, and the Strippers vs Werewolves trailer hit the web a while back.



As I type these words, I'm actually laid up with a stinking cold which has completely taken my voice away. It's a very weird sensation. Funny how you get used to being able to communicate so effortlessly; I keep forgetting that I can't talk, and then I'm all surprised when I open my mouth and nothing emerges but a strained squeak. It's pretty bloody horrible, (especially as I was hoping to record some DVD supplemental stuff this evening, and now can't).

Pretty sure I haven't even mentioned Chainsaw Fairytale on this blog yet, have I?

Maybe that's a story for another day.

And they lived happily ever after.