Math sings a civil war dirge.
I shot this one minute movie shortly after my father died. He was the king of creepy paintings, so in honor of him I snuck in some subliminal frames to make you feel uncomfortable.
A creepy, funny satire about bad neighbors, taxidermy, and the predator lurking within. This movie has the haunting mark of every childhood campfire story about the menacing man looming in the dark.
This movie is a documentary about Belmont, the comfortably wrong-side-of-the-tracks, quirky heart of Charlottesville, Virginia. We shot it over a four year period, doing our best to capture the history, aching beauty, and strange Southern Gothic undertones of a place…