In the freshman year of our college experience (Fall 2009), we were beginning to feel the pulls of a creative mind without release, of ideas and past stories consumed and conglomerated with no way to put them out in the world. Evan, Vin, and I had all bonded (and in many ways, became friends) over B-horror and zombie fiction. This was just before the recent, awesome resurgence in zombie (and apocalyptic in general) media and we were psyched to “make a zombie movie” — so we got to work.
I can remember the exact night, later autumn, in which we had a bunch of friends over my parents’ house, and when everyone was falling asleep to the movie on TV, Evan and I were sitting almost under a desk (to avoid waking the others) and spit-balling and scripting our “zombie movie” — it would since then evolve, for better or worse, from outside influences. That original script written by the two of us is entombed somewhere in the confines of a long-dead hard drive; regardless, it is probably rubbish with our inexperience contemporary to the era and we are merely reminding it with whimsy, but it is forever lost.
A lot of the process was very, very trying and a few (comical in hindsight) brushes of personality or creative differences arose between the director, the writing, and the cast, but overall, it was one of the best memories of my youth. I feel like Evan feels the same way. It was certainly not an end-product to be super proud of, by all means, but it does represent a pet project that a group of people put together between Winter and Spring break. True story: we started in the cold of winter and ended in the mid-Spring. The main group involved with the project all still are producing material, whether together or individually, and that alone makes me happy that we are finally releasing this, however condensed it is (through the style of “Let’s Play!”) — although a few of us involved overall are only still in touch on a daily basis, I love and wish everyone else all the best.
One of the more interesting and endearing aspects of trudging through a watching of Nathaniel is noticing and picking up on the character quirks and similarities that we have fostered, honed, and developed either through this project or just our own personalities, that are still prevalent in our current work. For instance, the quick, low glances my brother throws at the ground when reciting lines or trying to emphasize panic; Evan’s quick smile and head tilt when seguing into a new line of dialogue. I noticed, of myself, this sarcastic nod and mouth movement when I get caught proven wrong or facing snark.
This is silly. This was fun. Evan and I recorded this at eight in the morning after staying up all night and had not previously anticipated actually showing the video in the corner, so some of the conversation may sound off. Also, there is a slight stutter in the cadence of the video-within-the-video after we pause during a chaotic scene and some of the audio is delayed. No worries and I apologize — there was certainly no way we were going to wait another five hours for this to render, heh.
And now, without further ado…
A Lizard Named Waffle / Nathaniel / Our Zombie Movie That Never Existed