Freekstorm VFX Blog

I am a filmmaking widow.

Rich is totally consumed with a short, skinny monster and is working 70 hour weeks (yes really) to make him look authentic. If it was a choice between me or the demon, believe me, the demon would win. Never has so much time and effort been devoted to lovingly perfecting something so incredibly revolting. He spends all day and night rendering Merv, right down to the last bloody tendril spilling out of its guts. The thing now looks so darn real that it’s starting to scare me a little.

I guess for most folks who will see Merv in low-definition then he probably won’t seem overly disturbing, but I see this creature in all its gory glory, day-in-day-out on a high resolution monitor. It hisses at me whenever I go near Rich’s computer, and I can swear I can feel its evil eyes following me around the room. Combine that with suspense music and atmospheric lighting, and it’s all too easy to imagine that wretched thing creeping around the house after you at night.

Am I a wimp to be afraid of my own film-character?

Yeah, probably. But it’s just so darn REAL.

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