So was planted the seed that would become Butcher Boys. It started out as a one-man play and morphed over the years into a full two-act play. I even have an outline for that one. It was waylaid after my move to Los Angeles until I heard that there was a movie scheduled to be produced about Fatty and his protege, Buster Keaton. I’ve got to beat that to market, I thought, but how? Making a gorgeous, full-length, period piece was completely out of my budget. So, why not make it as Fatty would have made it himself—silent, in black and white, but with a much more expensive camera?
This “low-budget” project took months to film and even longer to edit. I asked favors of friends and of friends’ friends. What happened was an outpouring of goodwill, amazing talent, and dedication that coalesced into the film you see before you. I am thrilled with the outcome and even prouder of the cast and crew. Butcher Boys captures my imagination exactly. My vision has come to pass but only with the help of scores of talented, dedicated people whom I can’t thank enough. But I’ll try. Thank you all very much. How’s that?
