In 1997, I made my first film PEP SQUAD. It was a campy, subversive satire on America that predicted what would become a string of school violence incidents. It was shot on 35mm and cost roughly the GDP of Barbados. It took six weeks to shoot with 40 people on the crew and with long, tiresome fourteen-hour days. In 2000 after the controversy surrounding American school violence had calmed down it was released on VHS. YES! VHS! See, in addition to the yet-to-be universally accepted “world wide web,” DVDs were not established yet. Can those of you under 30 even imagine?
2010 marked PEP SQUAD’s 10-year anniversary with a special Blu-ray release from Lloyd Kaufman’s Troma. Critics have called it the best B-Movie ever made and it has become a cult classic.
In 2003, I made my second feature. It was called FIRECRACKER, shot on Super 35mm, and also cost roughly the GDP of Barbados. Preeminent film critic Roger Ebert gave it a special jury award on his list of 2005’s Best Films. It was a demanding production: eight shooting weeks, six days per week, fourteen hour days, 42 people on the crew, hundreds of thousands of dollars spent on camera and lighting equipment rentals, housing and feeding people, costumes, sets, equipment trucks, cables, generators, and on and on.
When it came time for FIRECRACKER to be released, the rules of the film industry were rapidly changing. The Internet had caught on, everyone had email, DVDs had replaced VHS, and certain companies weren’t buying movies the way they had a few years prior. The exclusive independent film deals from Hollywood Video, etc., were nonexistent. The top-tier film festivals were becoming “owned” by sponsors who dictated which movies they could screen (often these movies were also funded by said sponsor), industry “buyers” were offering less and less upfront payment for distribution rights, and even if you did make a sale (like we did) they would likely never pay you (fairly, or at all).
Domestic companies didn’t understand our movie. I encouraged them to market it to Mike Patton’s fan base but they didn’t know who he was. I showed them our website stats, where the fans were coming from, and they still didn’t get it. It was as if they simply didn’t believe me.
So I decided to release the film in theaters on my own.
I took the film on the road in a first-ever DIY kind of deal with Landmark Cinemas. It was the “Freak Show Tour” which I modeled after the kinds of tours a musician would take. We screened in a dozen or so major cities across the USA, having some of the stars appear at the screenings for extra media attention. And it was a massive success. Not only did we sell out all of the shows, but suddenly, because of the media attention and critical acclaim, domestic distribution companies were all over us.
We struck a distribution deal with two companies: one for domestic and one for international. Internationally, the rights for FIRECRACKER were sold to companies in Greece, Germany, Australia, Thailand, the Middle East, the UK, Scandinavia, South Africa, among other countries. As of December 31, 2009, the foreign sales receipts added up to $97,240.
FIRECRACKER was also released in the USA. AEC One Stop, Baker & Taylor, Blockbuster, DVD Empire, Hollywood Video, Ingram Entertainment, NetFlix, among other re-sellers. As of March 2007 (our domestic distribution company refuses to send us additional reports) the total domestic sales receipts added up to about $159,468.
Did we ever see that money? No. With all their so-called “marketing” expenses—First-Class flights to festivals and markets in Milan, Cannes, Berlin, five-star hotel rooms, and other useless fees—it was clear to me that we would likely never see anything.
Then there came a story on the front page of the New York Times about the producers from the Oscar-winning film CRASH not yet receiving any money from their distributor. Turned out we had the same distribution company. No joke.
Could we have taken legal action? Sure. We probably still could. But it would cost more money to fight them than any we’d get in a settlement. If they are ripping off big-guy Oscar-winners, who do have access to the kinds of money to pay for legal fees, there is no way us little guys even have a chance. And if we did fight them and win, we’d be broke in the end regardless.
So we saved our time, money and energy, and moved on. Productively.
(To be continued next week)