The Florida Film Festival is over and Freaky Fridays are back—and whatever’s waiting for you has been festering in the dark for 3 decades.
No hints. No safety net. Just a one-night plunge into the unknown where the only guarantee is that things will get wicked fast. This is DIY cinema at its most unhinged: raw, reckless, positively brilliant, possibly deranged and definitely not something you’ll see anywhere else.
Somewhere between obsession and insanity, someone made this thing—and they’re actually joining us (virtually) to talk about it. Roll the dice. Trust the chaos. And maybe don’t ask too many questions until the lights come back up.
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