Director of Photography
Flesh of my Flesh chronicles mankind’s final hours in the last great war for existence. An embedded research team reveals themselves to rescue their own beleaguered rescue party. This triggers a snowball of betrayal, jealousy, love, and redemption, punctuated by bullets, pain, and death. After the bullets, pain, and death come more revelations.
Editor
None of us ever really know how we affected the world around us until it's too late. The Dead explores that space, focusing on the personal, private, and disturbingly intimate confessions offered by people at a wake -- when they think there is no audience but their own ears and their departed friend. The Dead is what we leave behind.
Cinematography
None of us ever really know how we affected the world around us until it's too late. The Dead explores that space, focusing on the personal, private, and disturbingly intimate confessions offered by people at a wake -- when they think there is no audience but their own ears and their departed friend. The Dead is what we leave behind.
