Producer
Dakota Smith es un experimentado policía con un problema: su compañero fue asesinado a tiros, y policías corruptos son los responsables. La investigación de Dak lo lleva a la generalizada corrupción en el departamento, así como a un fiscal de distrito corrupto. Smith encuentra un aliado en el tímido fotógrafo Nick Gleem. Mientras que Gleem desentierra pistas acerca de los malos, Dak se defiende de los ataques contra su propia vida.
Executive Producer
A group of kids on a field trip in western rural America accidentally discover the bodies of two murdered children. Who they are is a mystery. Corrupt reporter Cindie arrives in town and bribes bar owner Julie into spilling her life story. As the night unfolds, Julie reveals her history of deception, adultery and events kept secret that may hold the key to the fate of the murdered children.
Producer
The Puzzle in the Air
Producer
An African elephant wanders into the lives of four wide-eyed children and all pandemonium breaks loose.
Producer
A space freighter that has gone adrift suddenly catapults into an alternate universe.
Screenplay
A space freighter that has gone adrift suddenly catapults into an alternate universe.
Director
A space freighter that has gone adrift suddenly catapults into an alternate universe.
Sound Effects
Un extraño accidente lleva a Frank Harris a Cool World, un reino de dibujos animados. Años más tarde, el dibujante Jack Deebs, que ha estado dibujando Cool World, también se cruza. Él fija su mirada lujuriosa en la femme fatale animada Holli Would, pero ella tiene sus propios planes para volverse real, y depende de Frank detenerla.
Director
A stomach churning potpourri of explosions, gunfire and army trucks ramming through grass and twig huts. The needle in a haystack plot seems to involve our protagonist rescuing his family from some South American drug cartel, or something. At one point Carradine yells those immortal words: "get the hell out of here" through closed lips. The villain of the piece never utters a line of dialogue, preferring instead to stalk about in a cape, squinting cannily beneath beret and drooping mustache (with hawk perched on shoulder for added effect). Avoid at all costs, unless you enjoy beating yourself repeatedly over the head with a flail.
